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I wonder how she was able to get the sleeve tattoos of all the daisies. It was obviously done by a professional, but where she comes from and the fact that she’s not eighteen, I’m sure she hustled it out of someone. Maybe fucked the tattoo artist. The thought of her spreading her thighs for someone has me clenching my hands into fists. I also notice that she has a Band-Aid covering a spot on her forearm. I wonder how she hurt her arm. Nothing about her should bother me, but it does.
I guess all the thoughts about her I had pushed down are resurfacing again. Let’s face it, I need to fuck someone. It’s been a while.
“I’ll walk. Don’t bother waiting for me after school anymore to go to your house.”
I notice she doesn’t say home. I guess she doesn’t consider Tyler’s house her home.
“It’s a three-mile walk to the house, Rubiana. I don’t have time for this shit. Get in the truck,” Tyler demands.
Looking at both of them, they have the same hair color. Dirty blonde like their father. The only difference is that Rubi has tan skin where Tyler’s is more fare.
“No te preocoupes, caminare,” she mumbles underneath her breath.
Woah, she just spoke Spanish.
I watch Chris and his sister Abby walk up by the front of my BMW after they leave the main building.
“Oh my God, is that her?” I hear Abby ask Chris.
“Yep,” Chris responds behind Abby, causing Rubi to turn around. Her eyes find mine and then dart over to my car, recognition hitting her. I wanted a car that looked like the Batmobile. The BMW M8 convertible is close, and even has the windows blacked out. She obviously hasn’t seen the Lamborghini my father gifted me for my eighteenth birthday. Yeah, Rubi. Superman sucks dick. He doesn’t have swag like Batman. Doesn’t get pussy like him either.
“Tyler, she’s gorgeous.” She looks over at Rubi and walks up to her. “Hi, I’m Abby. I’m Christian’s sister,” she says with a big smile on her face.
I roll my eyes because Abby can be clueless sometimes, or maybe she plays it off for Tyler’s benefit. One thing about Abby is that she is a good girl. She’s a junior, so she doesn’t know what is going on, or what transpired at lunch today. She even looks at Rubi’s shirt but doesn’t ask why Rubi is wearing a boy’s uniform shirt.
Rubi looks over at her and then at Christian. Her head turns in my direction, and I absently rub my tongue over the front of my teeth. She realizes that Abby isn’t a threat and turns toward Abby with a smile. A smile that I could have sworn made my heart skip a beat. Fuck. She is gorgeous. Her straight white teeth peek out between her reddish lips, causing my dick to swell inside my pants.
Chris glances at Rubi with an expression that tells me that she is having the same effect on him.Over my dead body.
“Rubiana was just leaving. She has to get home,” I say, making a note to call her by her full name since we aren’t friends. “She––”
Rubi ignores me and cuts me off, directing her comment to Abby, “My name is Rubiana, but you can call me Rubi.”
“Rubi,” Abby repeats. “I like it. It’s pretty.”
“Thank you. I obviously didn’t pick my name, but thanks,” she responds, teasing her.
Abby smiles like she just made a best friend. If she only knew we are trying to avoid anything that has to do with her.
“I was just about to head home. I’ll see you around. It was nice meeting you, Abby. I guess not everyone here at Westlake is a stuck-up snob.”
Abby looks at her brother and then back at Rubi. “If they bother you, let me know.” She looks at Tyler. “I can’t believe you would allow anyone to pick on your sister. What is wrong with you? You know how Ky and his flock of admirers get.”
“She’s not my sister, Abby. I hardly know her,” Tyler argues.
“Whatever.” She looks at Rubi. “We need to hang out some time. Forget about the guys. They can be temperamental. It’s a hormone thing.”
Rubi glances at me and responds, “Yeah, I can tell. I guess that their nuts are finally dropping.”
Chris chuckles.
He knows she meant that last jab at me. I have to fix what I did at lunch for Tyler’s benefit. It is my fault about the milk incident, even if I wasn’t the one who poured it per se.
“Get in the car,” I demand, sliding inside my driver’s seat and starting the car. I see her standing there and begin to get annoyed.
I lower the window and look out at Tyler’s confused face. “I’ll handle it. I’ll take her.”
He shakes his head. “I need her to get back home, or my father will have my ass, Ky.”
