Page 81 of Tattooed Love

“You can’t go wandering the streets by yourself,” Troy piped in. “We will get a prospect to take you home.”

“I’m not going home,” I snapped, “and your prospects’ names are Matt, Luke and Owen. It wouldn’t kill you to learn them.”

Troy and Cole grunted at the same time, and I shouldered past Cole as I attempted to leave, but he stopped me. What a surprise. Everyone seemed to stop me before I did anything.

“What?” I arched an eyebrow.

“Where are you going? It’s Saturday, you don’t have friends.”

“I have friends,” I said as I pulled my arm from his grasp. “But I’m not going to see them.”

“Just let her go,” Jax snapped. “The sooner she pisses off, the better. She is wasting our time like always.”

“Is that what I am to you Jax, a waste of time?” I turned around to wait for his reaction but he didn’t look up; he just stared down at the table.

“Yes.”

Well, that was all I needed. I stormed away. What a prick! I may have been a bitch to him, but I’d said sorry. It’s not my fault he was too proud to listen! But as angry as I was with him, I couldn’t help but wonder. Did he really mean what he’d said?

Chapter 19

Amber

Oh the joys of high school. Modified school skirts, painted makeup, hair styles stiff with productsand my favorite, the cheap fumes of knock-off designer perfumes.

I groaned as I walked into the canteen. I hate people. I shouldered a few middle schoolers who didn’t get out of my way; sure they hadn’t seen me coming, but that was no excuse.

I glanced at the table that Jax and I had been sitting at for a week or so. What a surprise; he wasn’t there. He hadn’t come home last night either. Shocker. I think he was avoiding me. I’d already apologized. What did the boy want?

I dragged my feet to the canteen line. Oh, how I hated this. For the first time in a while, I actually had to get my own lunch; Jax wasn’t around to get it for me. I wondered if he was just running late. Would he sit with me today? Should I get him something?

Standing in line, I glanced over the busy canteen area. My eyes paused when I noticed his toned back to me, a black t-shirt hiding his well-developed muscles. So, he was here. Looks like my theory was right; he was avoiding me. What a tool.

I stepped forward as the line moved. One little outburst and he cuts me off. Slumping my shoulders, I stepped forward again.I untangled my sunglasses from my hair and pulled them down, covering my eyes, hoping it made me invisible.

“Amber?”

Snapping my head over my shoulder, I narrowed my eyes at Andy, one of Jax’s minions.

“What?”

He flinched slightly from my tone, shaking his head, “Um, I was just um… you know… ummm….”

I gestured for him to hurry up and get to the point. “Spit it out Andy.”

“You know my name?” he gawked. “You know my name!”

“You just repeated yourself,” I said as I cocked my head to the side. “You knew my name. I didn’t make a big deal out of it.”

“Well, I… you...” He rubbed the back of his neck. “That’s different, “he said finally.

“Oook.” I arched an eyebrow at him, before turning back around.

See, this just proves my point. High school students are stupid. Well, apart from me and Jax.

A finger tapped me on my shoulder and I snapped my head around again.

“What?” I barked, my voice a deadly hiss. Could he not see I was unfriendly? Again, stupid.

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