Chapter 3

Biscuit xxx

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My Best friend Is a Jerk

Chapter 3

Sighing I gave up in defeat “I just don't understand”

“Trigonometry is easy once you get the hang of it”

“We've been at this for two hours Matt, I'm not getting the hang of it”

He shook his head softly closing the textbook “You used to be smart, what happened?”

I slammed a fist on his kitchen table “Nothing happened! I just don't understand Trigonometry”

He let out a soft chuckle “Clearly”

“How are you understanding this?”

He pointed to his perfectly sculpted face “When you have a face like this, you have a reputation to uphold”

“Your head is so big” I state seriously

He laughed leaning back slightly in his chair.

He seemed relaxed today.

Well more relaxed than usual.

Maybe I can bring up yesterday's events...

“Matt?”

“Hmm?” his eyes were closed now

“What are we?”

“Humans and yes you will die one day”

I stared at him blankly, not amused at all.

“Matt I'm being serious. Like are we...” I take a silent breath

“friends with benefits?”

He opened one of his eyes and wrinkled his nose like he always did when he found something truly nauseating “Now what put that idea in your head?”

I felt my cheeks heat up a little. I hated it when he played like he doesn't know anything.

But the worse part of it all is he is never playing when he asks me a question.

“Yesterday.”

“What happened yesterday?” he asked face growing concerned

“W-Well Me and you, well you mostly, we-”

“Oh god, we got drunk didn't we?” he put his head in his hands “Don't tell me we had sex last night”

I slapped his muscular arm “No! we-”

“What?”

“Let me finish!” I knew my cheeks were getting more red by the second “You've never gone that far before” he watched me with extreme intensity. He didn't look like he had anything to say so I continued.

“I was practically naked-”

“I've seen you naked hundreds of times” he retorted back quickly, interrupting me.

“When we were 7 and 8! And you were naked as well in those ridiculously tight boxers of yours”

“Why must I deny God's wonderful gift to women all over California?” he gestured to his crotch “I deny no man especially not Matthew Jr” he tapped his crotch twice, smirking.

As well as a jerk this boy was a creep.

Naming your downstairs after you?

That's crossing all the lines of disgusting

“What I'm trying to say to you is Matt, is that friends don't do this”

“This?”

“Yes” I sighed “What we do”

“What do we do?”

“Matt!” I groaned slapping my forehead “The kissing?, the groping?, the touching, the licking the sucking! Friends don't do that! And you said you want to be just friends. So lets be exactly that”

“Exactly that?” he nodded

“Yes, we need to do normal things, no repeats of yesterday”

“Yesterday, was just me trying to get you to do something” he smirked standing heading towards his fridge.

“I know what you like” he winked “And so I happily delivered” he chuckled opening the fridge door and taking out a bottle of water. “I stripped because I felt like it.”

“You're the only boy who knows what I like” I mumbled sadly “You won't give anyone a chance”

“And don't you forget it” he nodded affirmatively before taking a long chug of his water.

“You know” I began “Even though they're sluts, I can't sometimes help but feel jealous of them when they go out with you and stuff” I say not looking him eye.

Was I jealous because of the experience

or was I jealous because they were with Matt.

I sighed waiting for his usual stupid questions.

“Why would you need to feel to jealous of them?” he walked over to me and bent down in front of me, our face so close together, I could smell his minty breath. “You know there's no girl in this whole world that I would put in front of you. You know that right?”

I nodded

“Good” he leant in closer his lips brushed mine daringly. I flinch back but he catches the back of my head. He attempts to make a move in and I ready my hand for a slap he'll never forget but it never happens, the doorbell rings and he shoots up

“Aw crap I forgot!”

“What?” I ask startled

He doesn't answer me, instead he packs up my books, pencil case and that heavy textbook into my rucksack. He zips it quickly.

“Wait! That textbook is yours!”

“I don't care!” he yanks me up from my seat by my wrist and put the rucksack on my back roughly pulling my hands through the holes. I feel the weight of the textbook bringing me down.

“Matt what's going on! Whose at the door?” I asked panicky

the doorbell rings again twice

“Be right there!” he leaves me, causing me to stumble a bit and rushes to the door “Laura” he breathes out excited. In comes this overly curvaceous Latino girl with the biggest rack in the world. She's wearing a short black dress which showed about almost everything including that humongous butt of hers. Her heels clicked lightly on the wooden floors. Her long straight almost touched her stomach and her lips were coated in red lipstick. She had a black beauty spot just above her lip. She was beautiful to a unnatural degree.

And somehow in those 10 seconds she managed to make me feel like dust.

“You left me out in the cold for so long baby. Chico travieso” she winked licking her lips

He grinned lustfully at her “Soy bebé lo siento. Te ves tan sexy de hoy”

she smiled approvingly “You're getting better”

“Ever since you walked into my Spanish class, being partners definitely helped”

He kissed her slowly, I quickly looked down to the ground taking note of my white converses. Trying not to feel any more awkward than I did right now.

“Who is that, Matt?” I look up to find them both looking at me

“Oh wow, I completely forgot you were here Rosie”

Nice one Matt, Thanks.

“She's just my friend” He brought his mouth closer to Laura's ear and whispered but loud enough for me to hear “My room is the third one down on the right and don't take anything off I want the pleasure to be all mine.”

Laura giggled slapping his arm playfully, she ran up the stairs “Don't be long!” she shouted as she went farther up.

Matt dropped to his knees dramatically and put his hands together as if he was about to pray. He looked up to the sky overwhelmed and grinned “Thank you baby Jesus” when he was done being retarded he remembered I was still in the room

“Are you still here?”

“Yes Matt I am” I crossed my arms. What happened to putting no girls before me?

“Well you need to leave” he strode up to me quickly grabbing my arms and slung me outside. He stood by his door “I'll call you later?”

“Don't bother” I shout in his face

“What!?” he asked perplexed “Do you want to come in and watch us although you were the one that said you wanted a normal friendship?”

I grimaced “Don't be so nasty Matt! I do want a normal friendship and no! I don't want to watch you bang that slut”

“Well then!” he smiled “Wish me luck!” he waggled his tongue aggressively before slamming the door in my face

“Jerk.” I mutter as I begin the 5 minute walk back to my house

As I reach closer to my house I notice someone sitting on my front porch. I can't make out who is it but whoever it is, he's carrying a bunch of flowers in his hands.

“Blake?” I can't help but smile when I notice it's him

he looks ups and smiles, his black eye still in full glory “Hey Rosalie”

he stands up and hands me the flowers

“They're beautiful, thank you Blake”

“No problem, you cute today- not that you don't look cute everyday, I'm just you know” he breathes out awkwardly “Yeah”

I laugh at his cuteness “I get you thanks”

There's a moment silent of just watching each other and grinning stupidly

“So how long have you been waiting out here?” I ask

“Not long, about 15 minutes”

“Oh yeah?” I ask feeling the evenings breeze on my exposed legs and arms

“Yeah, you never told me you had two older brothers, I was afraid of facing your dad as it was”

I chuckled trying to hide my confusion “Why would you be afraid?”

“Well I asked your dad if it was okay if I could date you” he smiles cutely “and if that's okay with you”

My mouth opens in shock

Smooth Rosie, real smooth.

The first boy who's dared to ask me out after meeting Matt.

How brave.

He chuckles “The funny thing was your dad and your brothers said I should ask Matt”

I roll my eyes “Forget Matt.” I feel slightly uneasy after saying that but ignore my feelings “Blake, I would love to be your girlfriend” He grins as he gives me a light peck on my lips and holds me in a tight embrace.

When we release each other he looks at me “Seriously though, make sure Matt knows and he's cool with it” he pointed to his eye “I don't want anymore of these and I don't want to be disappearing on any more of our dates”

I giggle “Okay- I will talk to him”

“Great” he gives me a longer, more slower kiss than before.

The feeling is weird maybe it's because Matt is the only boy I've ever kissed but it was weird in a really good way.

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“What the hell Rosalie!” he grunts madly “I leave you for 2 hours and Bitch Blake is now your boyfriend!?” he paces wildly up and down my room “Hell no!” he picks up my phone off my dresser “Tell him I said he has to have intercourse with a stick first”

“Matt no!” I take my phone off him and throw it on my bed

I stand up and grab him by his shoulders “Please Matt” I beg

He cups my face with his and leans forward

“Ew, Matt you stink of sex and whores” I step back pinching my nose

He takes another step forward “Whatever, I still say no”

“No Matt, Please. I really really really really like him”

“He'll take advantage of you” he crossed his arms his body was saying no but his face was faltering

“I won't let him!” I whine “And besides he's not like that, not every boy is a hyper sex addict like you”

“Yes Rosie, every teenage boy is- but he's the worst kind!”

“What are you talking about?”

“He's asleep right now but I'm telling he's going to pounce”

I giggle “Now you're being silly, come on Matt, I'm a big girl now” I take a step closer and wrap my arms around his neck

“You're still a baby” he mumbled nestling his head into my neck

“Matt your two days older than me”

“Details details” he mumbled. We held onto each other for quite a while. Matt always did have the best hugs. “He's going to replace me” he muttered into my neck

“No he won't” I squeeze onto him tighter “Nothing will change between us, Movies and Pizzas every Sunday as usual”

He sighed.

Yes! He was giving in

“Fine, you can go out with Bitch Blake but if he hurts you. I will kill him. And his blood will be on your hands”

I chuckled softly “Thanks Matt, you're the best”

“Tell me something I don't know”