I looked at my new lab partner and sighed.

"So why don't you Jax come up and do the experiment?"

"Nope."

"What?" The sub was confused and I just looked at the chalkboard.

"Nope. I refuse. Does it look like my hand was up?"

"No. But you shouldn't be that way."

"Sir. He's always this way so if I could do a switch. Please."

"Jords please sit."

"What did you just call me?"

"Jords."

"It's Jordan. And I have to be someway close to having a choice in who I'm with. I have a choice in what you call me too. So don't call me Jords again. K?" He nodded and I sat.

"Nice speech nerd." I looked over at Heather and rolled my eyes. "You do babe." The jock spit his drink out.

"Jax!" He wiped his mouth and I was laughing and shaking my head.

"What we were lab partners and lovers." He spit again and the teacher just glared at him as I tried to keep my laughs in.

"Jax enough now." He continued with the lesson.

"Jax I'm the most popular girl and you're the jock my boyfriend." I covered his mouth this time and he swallowed.

"Please I'll burst in a second." He nodded and I pulled away.

"So Jax you're taking me on a date tonight right?" He spit again and the teacher was shaking. I grabbed the drink and he looked at me instead.

"She's distracting me." I said and he moved the two lab partners.

"Jordan please don't do the spitting again." I nodded and kept writing.

"Bold move." I placed the drink back in front of him and smiled.

"She's annoying now."

"We dated a second and she still thinks we are."

"Cool it's not my problem."

"Shh." I looked up at the teacher and his face killed me. I pulled my shirt over my mouth and covered my mouth. I laughed and put my head on the desk.

I grabbed my pencil and started writing still having a smile on my face.

Soon classes were over and I went to my locker.

I grabbed my stuff when I put my bag down. I closed the door and locked it putting it to zero.

I looked at my bag and saw the book.

I took it out and saw the sticky note.

If he's your favorite superhero I wanna see you at the field.
The Jock

I looked up and put it in my bag then went to the way to the field. There was a bunch of sticky notes pointing but a phone sat.

Record with me. Follow the sticky notes.

I clicked record and followed them. I was up on the bleachers now and saw the arrangement of sticky notes in his symbol.

"What do you think!" The jock screamed and I stopped the phone. I walked down and got on the field.

"You're weird." I shoved his phone into his chest and went to work.

I held a million books in my arms and felt a hand on the top.

"Can you let me show you where these are?"

"Nope." One book was taken at a time till I saw The Jock.

"Why the hell are you in here?" He furrowed his brows then laughed. I raised an eyebrow and just stood puzzled.

"So a citizen that doesn't work here can't come in?"

"Well I wouldn't expect you to come in here that's why. I just see you as the jock who works out everyday doesn't come into places like this." He lifted up the books and left me.

Then came back with one.

"I know my way around this place so I guess I just know your shifts and choose wisely." He began to walk away in the direction of the counter.

"That's a series you know."

"Hmm?" He came back with a stupid smile on his face.

"I could keep you updated when the next book comes out."

"Because you work here? Or is it because you know you like me like every other girl at school?"

I grabbed the book and smiled.

"Guess you can't have this."

"What?"

"Last one. I know. I put them there and walked past them today. Sold out in seconds. I have a copy myself but if I don't give this back then what are you gonna do?"

"Jordan what are you doing."

"Think quarterback." I smiled and played with the book in my hand.

"Why are you playing games with the guy you love?"

"I don't love you!" I placed the book closer to me because I needed something to use incase I was close to punch him.

"So you got it bad. Ah sorry I'm actually in a relationship." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"With who?" I had my hands placed on the table now leaning over.

"Myself. Not like a self-centered jock in movies but just like the myself and life thing."

"So you're saying that you're having a relationship with yourself on life."

"Correct." He pushed my glasses up the brim of my nose as he said that.

"Thanks and here." He smirked and waved then went to pay.

I surely hated him but I knew we were frienemies.

I grabbed my phone and stuck it in my pocket. As I pulled it away in my pocket it went off.

Hey Bookworm.

Who are you?

Jock ring a bell.

Who gave you permission to give me nicknames I only do that.

Myself. Hey you off of work tomorrow?

Yeah why?

Because I'd love to see you at my game.

Like hell I'd go.

I have your book you know.

What book?

It's called H2O

Give that back I'm reading that!

Nope I have to see you at the game.

What sport?

Lacrosse.

I don't understand that sport.

Like field hockey in the air.

That's for the info jock.

That's my job. So you aren't there the books mine.

You just bought it today!

I know but I like your copy better it has that I'm being read feel.

What?

I'll keep it.

Fine but I don't have anything to support you.

I already have something for you. So bye Jords.

Don't call me that!

"What the hell did you just do Jordan?" I went to my car and went home.

(H2O is actually a book and it's really good so if you like a book that gets you feeling ever second happen in real life give it a read.)