I Hate You...I Think (8 page)

             
"Quite a few," he told me bluntly.

             
I scowled at him.

             
"But, you’re the only one I have told that I meant," he said.

             
I laughed. "Yeah, sure."

             
"Why are you here anyways?" I asked annoyed.

             
"Well, you see I talked to you on the phone and-"

             
"Don't be a smart ass," I groaned.

             
"You think my ass is smart?" He asked amused.

             
"Oh shut up, Oliver. I meant why do you even care where I am? Why were you so bossy on the phone?"

             
He shrugged.

             
"Of all the girls in the world why do you have to pick on me? There are other girls you can pick on and they would like it. Like that chick in the coffee shop or that girl in your class," I told him my patience running thin.

             
"Trust me, I don't enjoy how they flirt with me," Oliver sighed pushing his hair out of his face.

             
"Most guys like that, though," I pressed.

             
"Yeah, well I don't, Everlyn. I'm not like most guys," Oliver told me his eyes staring directly into mine a smirk on his face. I don't know why my stomach fluttered when he said my name.

             
"Yeah, you’re my hot professor, who is bi-polar and likes to fist fight people. With a psychopath from a rival gang who wants to beat your face in and you won't let me know why you decided to drag me into your problems. Oh and you’re an evil little monster. Yeah, your right not normal at all."

             
"I knew he liked me," Oliver purred leaning closer that smirk permanently glued to his face.

             
"When did I say that?" I demanded.

             
"You said I'm hot."

             
I shook my head. "But, that has nothing to do with me liking you."

             
"So you don't like me?" He asked sounding hurt.

             
"No, I don't. You’re moody and bi-polar, and I have only known you for a few days. How could I possibly like you?"

             
"I never said you had to like me like that," he grinned his eyes lighting up.

             
I opened my mouth to tell him off, but I couldn't think of anything to say.

             
"I don't like you at all Mr. Wolfe," I scowled. He smiled softly raising his hand to my face his fingers gently brushing my hair from my forehead, he removed my sun glasses. I held my breath as he leaned closer his nose almost touching mine. His lips were inches from mine. I could feel his warm breath tickle my lips. They grazed just briefly.

             
"It's because your amusing, Ever, and beautiful. That's why I like you."

             
With that, He stood up and moved away from me down the rocks toward the beach and up to the cliff. I sat up to watch him go. I felt giddy my face burning. He said I was beautiful. I touched my lips gently. Why is it so hard to stay mad at him?

Chapter Five

             
The sun had set some hours ago and we were all gathered around the fire. Kimmy sat in the beach chair next to me. Behind me the waves splashed against the shore. Logan was roasting marsh mellows. Lucky for me Oliver was sitting across from me and not next to me. Jake was sitting on my other side.

             
"So how do you two like college?" Jake asked then stuffed a marsh mellow in his mouth.

             
Kimmy and I both shrugged.

             
"I have a lot of classes and hardly any free time," she said.

             
"Well, that's because you enrolled in every class possible," I laughed.

             
She grinned. "Well, if the governments paying for it might as well, eh?"

             
"So you got scholarships?" Tyler asked her.

             
"Yeah," she nodded.

             
"Mom and dad will be proud," he frowned.

             
Kimmy frowned as well. "Not so much, father wants me to be a doctor, but I'm not going for that."

             
Jet and Tyler looked at her surprised. "What are you going for then?" Jet asked curiously.

             
"Psychology."

             
"But, you know they will not be happy at all," Tyler told her.

             
"I know," she nodded.

             
"What about you, Ever? What do you want to major in?" Jake asked.

             
I shrugged. "I don't know. I haven't decided yet."

             
"Well, you’re still a freshmen so you have plenty of time to figure it out. You got to get through general studies anyhow."

             
Logan handed me a marsh mellow, I thanked him but, it was really hot so I tossed it back and forth in my hands till it cooled down.

             
"So you told Kimmy everything didn't you?" Oliver asked. I froze. I exchanged a look with Kimmy.

             
"I..." I gulped. Everyone was starting at me intently.

             
"She did, but it was because I wouldn't leave her alone about it. After the night at the club, I wanted to know where she went. I kind of black mailed her into telling me," Kimmy lied. She smirked at me. Why did she have to throw black mail in there? I looked at Oliver expecting him to be mad.

             
He shrugged. "I'm sure she would have found out from Jet and Tyler anyways."

             
"So you’re not upset?" I asked cautiously.

             
Oliver smirked at me and shook his head. "I'm going to have to keep an eye on you, though. You get black mailed pretty easily; you must have a lot of skeletons in the closet."

             
I groaned and glared at Kimmy. She grinned sheepishly then snatched my marsh mellow out of my hand.

             
"Hey!" I cried diving for it before she ate it, but it was too late. She snickered with the marsh mellow in her mouth. I poked her in her side and crossed my arms and legs pouting.

             
The guys laughed at our little encounter and Logan handed me another marsh mellow. I held it away from Kimmy glaring at her I ate it then stuck my tongue out at her.

             
"You two act like bickering sisters," Jake laughed.

             
"We are," Kimmy and I said at the same time, then grinned at each other.

             
"As good as anyways," Kimmy shrugged. Jet suddenly jumped up and over on to my chair next to me. It frightened me and I went to jump off but he caught me.

             
"Welcome to the family then, Ever," he said putting me in a head lock and mussing up my hair.

             
"Arg! Jet, get off me," I protested trying to get out of his arms. Chuckling, he let me go and jumped up going back to his own chair. Grumbling, I pulled my hair out of a pony tail and let it fall on my shoulders running my fingers through it I tried to get the tangles out. I caught Oliver watching me do this. I stopped and stared at him, he looked away. I looked at Logan and asked for a marsh mellow. He handed me one that hadn't been heated yet and I chucked it at Oliver's head. It bounced off his ear into his lap. The circle erupted into laughter. Oliver looked up raising his eye brow at me.

             
"This is boring?" Eien scowled at us. I turned to him. He was so unhappy. I reached behind Jake over to Eien. He turned to look at me and I flicked him between the eyes.

             
"What the hell?" He growled, glaring at me.

             
"Stop being grumpy," I told him. Eien just continued to glare at me.

             
"That's enough, Eien," Oliver warned. Eien turned away from me scowling at the fire. I felt embarrassed and upset. Why the hell is Eien so crabby and rude?

             
"I don't know about you guys but it's getting late, and I have school in the morning," Kimmy announced. I nodded, hopefully the guys would give us a ride we had walked here from the college and it was a very long walk.

             
"Well, I'll take you both home," Oliver said standing. The others followed simultaneously. After putting out the fire and gathering our stuff up, we headed up the beach to the parking lot.

             
"How are we all going to fit?" Logan asked. "There is only Oliver's car and Jet's little two seater with nine of us."

             
"Well, we could always put you in the trunk," Jake laughed. Logan punched him in the arm.

             
"The girls are going to have to lie across people’s laps," Alex grinned.

             
"So this is how it's going to work, Jet, Tyler, are riding with Kimmy. The rest in mine," Oliver said.

             
"I call front," Logan yelled running to the passenger side door and jumping. I glared after him. That meant I was going to have to lie in Alex, Jake and...Eien's lap.

             
After I bid Kimmy, Jet, and Tyler good night, I headed for Oliver's car. It was Alex, Eien in the middle and Jake. Alex helped me in and Jake grabbed my arms pulling me in across their laps.

             
"This isn't awkward at all," I muttered sarcastically.

             
Jake laughed. "Well, I'm enjoying it."

             
"I bet you are," I scowled. Jake took a towel and placed it under my head for support.

             
"Am I heavy?" I asked Eien as Oliver started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.

             
"No," he told me. I was surprised I half expected him to say something rude but he didn't. Eien shifted uncomfortably.

             
"Are you uncomfortable?"

             
"Pshh...he shouldn't be. He has a half-naked girl in his lap," Jake laughed. I reached up and smacked Jake in the chest.

             
"Ever?" Oliver asked.

             
"Yeah?"

             
"We have been talking. I wanted to know if you wanted to come to the tournament," Oliver asked tensely.

             
"No," I told him immediately. Alex, Jake and Eien looked down at me.

             
"I don't want to see you guys get punched. I told you this yesterday, and I don't want to see that freak, Jason," I explained.

             
"Come on, Ever. It would be nice to have you there for support, and trust me, Jason isn't going to get within twenty feet of you," Jake told me. I was shaking my head before he finished.

             
"At least come to one, then you can decide if you want to come again or not," Logan told me turning around in his seat.

             
"I..."

             
"Please," Logan and Jake begged at the same time.

             
I groaned. "Fine."

             
Jake did a fist pump and high fived Logan.

             
"You two are weird," I commented. The car pulled to a stop.

             
"We're here," Oliver announced. Alex opened his door and slide out from under me then helped pull me out.

             
"What apartment do you live in?" Jake called. I poked my head back in the car after Alex sat back down.

             
"Why?"

             
"Future reference," Jake shrugged.

             
"Eight," I told him with a suspicious look.

             
"K, night, Ever," Jake grinned.

             
"Night guys," I told them shutting the door. Oliver gave me a nod before they pulled out of the parking lot.

              I woke to knocking on my front door, pulling out my phone I checked the time. It was an hour and a half till I was supposed to wake up. Pulling myself up off the bed, I shuffled into the living room and opened the door. My eyes shot wide open. Oliver stood in the doorway with a smirk on his face and two cups of coffee in his hands. He pushed one cup into my hands and walked past me into my apartment.