Enemies with Benefits by KiKi XoXo (cool books to read .txt) 📖

to Jake. Hopefully I'll be able to kill two birds with stone and just have Jake zip my dress. It's not like he hasn't ever done it before.  I head back to the auditorium looking for him, but he isn't anywhere for me to see. I peek out on to the stage The only people out there are Mrs. Oliver and Robbie. I move away from the the curtain when Robbie sees me, I don't want to talk to him right now. In fact he is the last person I want to talk to right now. 

 

"Paige wait!" I hear him behind me, and I stop. There is no use trying to get away, he'll follow me. "Hey... we should really talk." He says stopping next to me. 

 

"About?" I ask facing him, I'm mad at him yes, but I don't need to be mean to him. Actually looking at him now, I notice a couple slight changes. I haven't really talked our been with him for almost a week, and his hair has grown and he has obviously been working out. 

 

"The whole Carm-" 

 

"No." I say flatly.  "We don't need to talk about it. I'm working on forgetting about it." I sigh, wishing I never would've found out about them in the first  place. I'm happy that Wyatt knows the truth and all, but for me all it's done is cause trouble! 

 

"Oh... well that's great!" He says, with a smile. "It wont happen again and Carmen is really sorry too." 

 

"Yeah... she stopped by last night." I inform him, even though we didn't talk about this at all. She questioned me about Jake and acted like nothing was wrong. With is what I decided I'm going to try doing. "No worries... I'll get over it eventually."  I finish the conversation, ready to stop talking about it. 

 

"Well that's great! Maybe after school we can hang out or something?" he asks, I look away now unsure what to say exactly. It's not that I don't want to.. I do actually want to. I miss hanging out with him, and all the fun we had. But I still can't look at him the same. Yes, I'm trying to forget about the whole sex thing, but that doesn't mean everything will go right back to the way it was.  "Maybe....?" he asks again. I look around trying to see if an answer pops into my head. When I see Jake come in all dressed in his Hades costume, I get my answer. 

 

"I don't think today will work." I tell him flatly.  "Maybe... late this week." I shrug my shoulders, and walk away. I walk past Jake back out the door, knowing he will follow me. I stop at the end of the hall where we will have the most privacy. I know he is there, before he actually touches me. It still sends a shiver up my back as he zips my dress.  "We need to have a talk." I say, right away. 

 

"We sure do." He agrees, wrapping his arms around me and laying his head on my shoulder. 

 

"We're probably being watched..." I sigh. 

 

"Oh I know we are." He whispers. I turn my neck to look at him. He smirks at me. "I don't mind the rumors... I'll live."

 

"Oh will you know?" I laugh, "It means no more other girls and no more one nighters."

 

"I don't need any of that now that I have you!" He informs me, it makes me blush. "We have practice to get to though... so finish this later?" He asks, letting go of me.  I nod, turning around, and I spot the two girls who are peeking out of the girls locker room at us. I shake my head, and Jake grabs my hand. It makes me smile, and I see the other girls run back into the locker room in rush whispering.  God today is going to be great!

 

We sit next to each other in the auditorium as Mrs. Oliver goes over everything she wants us to fix for the performance tomorrow night, Wednesday night, and this weekend. Jake doesn't let go of my hand, and I get lots and lots of glares, one from Robbie even. Once Mrs. Oliver finishes talking to us and tell us to get back stage and get ready for the run through, she grabs my hand stopping me. Jake continues, letting go of my hand. 

 

"So..." She says quietly, and I don't understand. What is that supposed to mean? 

 

"Yes?" I ask, looking at my costume. Maybe there is something wrong with it. I look at the back of it, but I still don't see anything. My hair is done they way I've always done it... and I'm wearing the right shoes. I don't have of the make-up on, but she hasn't said anythnig about that any other time. 

 

"Did you and Robbie break up?" She asks, and I step away from her. This is about Jake. I don't know what to reply, I mean I know I just don't know how to say it.

 

"Robbie and I... we were never together." I inform her, and she looks appalled. "Just friends." I add. Did Robbie and I really seem to be a couple? I mean we never like kisse except for now with the play, and he never liked hugged like a couple or held hands. We went out together a lot but friends do that, and we never said that we were together ever. 

 

"You and Mr. Lincoln ar-"

 

"We're together." I say not really wanting to sit here and go over all of this. 

 

"Mmhhmm." She looks a me for a second, and then looks back at the stage. "Don't let that interfer with my performance." She says, and waves me away. It wont affect the performance. I know it wont. I've acted out my part perfectly fine while I've been mad at both Robbie and Jake, I can act it out now. I go back stage, and find Jake while the gospel goddesses are singing the beggining. I tell him about the conversation, and he just roles his eyes. 

 

"No cold feet?" He asks. 

 

"That's a wedding term." I reply back, ".. and no. No cold feet." I add. He smiles at me, and then he has to go on.  

"So it's true." Robbie sighs, walking over. Jake goes on before him. "You and him are a couple now..?" He asks. 

 

"Giving it a shot, yes." I reply. He shakes his head, and for some reason I starting smiling happy that it pisses him off.  "Well, I guess we both do things the other doesn't aprove of." then with that I walk away. The run through goes by greatly, both Robbie and I are able to put everything behind us and perform our parts, and everything goes by smoothly.

 

Until the very end where we have to kiss. Jake never sees the kiss because he is like 'dead' or what ever, so it wasn't that. But it was just the way Robbie kissed me. It was needy and lust filled. This wasn't just a kiss for him, this was him trying to tell me something. Which I know what as well, but I'm not listening. After the kiss I looked at him, trying to figure out exactly what was going on. His eyes ached for me, and he held me closer then he usually did. I didn't say anything, but I wasn't happy. This whole Jake and I being together thing is throwing him through a ringer, and we haven't even been together a full day! 

 

Once we're all out of our costumes and back in the seats, Mrs. Oliver compliments us all on how we fixed the things she asked. She is very proud of the musical it's like her baby. I'm happy she takes such joy in putting these things together, I love doing them too. "Oh and Mr. Schroeder and Ms. Easton very beautiful, you two were lovely together there at the end." She adds at the end, giving me a stern look. Robbie who is leaning against the stage next to her, looks up at me too. I look down at my hands in my lap uncomfortable. She said that on purpose. "Also Paige.. I need a worth with you before you go." Then the bell rings signalling it's time for first period. 

 

What does she want to talk to me about? More about Jake and I? She can't force us to break up can she? Gosh what if she blackmails me!? She wouldn't. What if she begs me or something? I mean I want to make her happy, but what if that costs my happiness? Then it's not worth it right? 

 

"Here I have a letter for you, it's from Juilliard. I forgot about it earlier." She hands me an evelope, I stuff into my school things and head to class. I wonder why they'd send me a letter. What could it be about? I already came and visited the college, what else is there? 

 

I take my seat in french class and forget about it. I haven't really thought about going there much anyways, so I'm not to worried. I try to go through the day normally, but word has definately gotten out. I'm very popular today, and people I've never talked to before are now talking to me every chance they get. Mostly asking about Jake and how we got together, if we are together, but still they're talking to me. Jake seems to make stops at his locker moe often now, actually getting his books for class, but I think it's also so he can see me. We never really say anything to each other, but we say a lot.  We've already got the whole understanding each other part doww. We're both uncomfortable with all the extra attention, and would prefer privacy. Although this morning at practice he was holding my hand...I wonder what that was? Was it because of Robbie? Hmmm I'll have to ask. 

 

I'm sitting in eighth period, doing nothing... I already finishe the work he gave us to do. Everyone else is either working on it still or doing other homework, which I don't have anything else to do. Mr. Parker is intently reading something on his computer, so I decide it would be best to not bother him. I sit looking out the window, I guess I just got lucky too, because it's Jake gym period. I watch him and his friends, that also happen to be in the class, mess around as the teacher takes role. It makes me smile as they act like a bunch of little boys tackling each other racing around. I almost jump out of my seat when the intercom goes off and everyone is told to report to the auditorium. I'm out of my seat and out of the room before anyone else is. 

 

I take a seat in the back, not wanting to have a bunch of people to swarm sitting around me. I even keep my head down so people don't realize it's me. One person notices me though and slides into the seat next to me. I peek over, surprised to see Jason. Why is he sitting by me, why not Mr. Parker?

 

"You lied to me." He whispers, not sounding mad, butnot sounding happy.  I look at him again, trying to figure out what he means. He smirks at me, and for some reason his smirk gives me an idea of what he means. Jake... he is talking about Jake and I. 

 

"I... didn't lie. I tried..." I look away scratching my eyebrow. 

 

"I told you the Lincoln charm is to much for any girl, although I thought that you.. maybe you wouldn't fall for it." He sighs leaning back. " So much for that college girlfriend." he chuckles.  "So... how long did he say it would last? I'm guessing two weeks tops before he gets sick of you and moves on." He keeps looking ahead, I stare at him wondering if he is serious. I know he is,