She relaxes back in her chair and gives me a half smile.
What does that even mean? I sweep a hand through my hair, confused with her reaction.
Damn right I’m hot.
I know I am. My looks and my charm are what get me things. Fuck I sound like a girl, but nobody says no to Oscar O’Shay.
Glancing at her friend again, I recognize her from Featherstone High. I couldn’t guess her name, although I’m quite sure she’s in Diamond. At least I haven’t slept with her, that helps my chances with Luna.
“Luna baby, I want us to be closer. How about you let me walk you back, we’re heading the same direction anyway.”
Fuck her name really does sound good playing on my tongue, I give her my signature grin and ... she just sighs.
“Oscar, right?” she asks, and I nod, as she leans in to whisper in my ear.
“Oscar, you are most definitely my type, but right now isn’t a good time for me. I’m trying to have a private conversation, I’m sure you get it. It’s just not the best idea for me to lead with my pussy right now.”
Oh my days, my heart is beating uncontrollably at her closeness, her voice is intoxicating this close up. She gently places her hand on my thigh. I’m wearing shorts so the skin on skin contact burns me up.
“I like no strings Oscar, and when the time is right I’m sure you’ll be around, but for future reference don’t lead with your mouth. I’m not your baby. You are hot as sin but as soon as you open your mouth it goes to shit,” she says with a grin.
With that she stands and grabs her bags as her friend is paying the bill. I was so lost in Luna I didn’t even notice her leave the table, and then they’re sauntering off, like they haven’t just left me sitting here.
Me.
Oscar O’Shay.
An Ace, what the fuck?
I storm my way back to Ace block, taking the shortcut through the trees instead of the path, making sure I don’t bump into her again whilst I feel this confusion. She’s already got me acting like a horny virgin and I’m the king of sex.
I head straight for the gym praying my boys are there, I need to vent. Fuck, I’m growing a vagina over all this.
Slamming the door into the gym both Rome and Parker look up immediately.
“Fuck sake, Oscar,” Roman grumbles.
I start to pace in front of the weights where they’re training, unable to keep still or sit down.
“You ok, Oscar?” asks Parker, always the caring one.
If it was just Roman here he’d leave me to fester.
“I don’t know Parker, I don’t think I am,” I respond, but I don’t slow my pacing.
“Is anything different about me? I feel the same but am I missing something? Check me over Parker.”
He looks at me funny then looks to Rome, who also looks at me confused.
“What the fucks wrong, Oscar? I haven’t got time for this,” Rome sighs, wiping his face with his towel.
Why is everyone sighing at me today?
“I think I just got turned down man,” I mumble.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Rome groans.
“I’m talking about the fact that I just approached a girl, laid on the charm, gave her my grin and my full watt purr, and ... well nothing, nothing at all. My dicks weeping here guys, he really wanted in that,” I can’t help but whine.
They’re silent, staring at me like I’ve grown another head or something. Then Roman bursts out laughing, like full belly laughing and he braces himself on his thighs to contain himself. Bastard, what the fucks he laughing at? This is serious. I glance to Parker for help, and he’s biting his bottom lip trying to hold himself back from joining Rome in hysterics.
“It’s not funny guys, I’m serious. It works every time like a charm, and she brushed me off like I was a nobody. Well she did admit I was her type, but then told me to keep my mouth shut, because it ruins what I have going for me. I’m lost here guys, what’s wrong with my mouth? I’m genuinely at a loss here guys.”
This just makes Rome laugh harder, and Parker fucking joins him.
My hands are clenched at my sides as I stare them down, anyone else at this school would have shit themselves at the sight, but it takes these assholes forever to fucking calm down.
“You done?” I growl.
“Yeah, calm your shit Oscar. So you got turned down? It does happen, well not to me but I’ve heard it does, get over it. Go and use your ... purr on someone else,” he chuckles.
“Fuck you guys, I wouldn’t be riled up if it was that easy. I just know she’s gonna have the sweetest pussy man. I mean she barely put her hand on my thigh, near the fucking knee I might add, and I could have jizzed in my pants right then,” I state.
It’s the god's honest truth and I’m not ashamed of it.
“Man, calm yourself down, go run some circuits, take a cold shower or take care of yourself. I don’t care but stop acting like a bitch.” He grins, as he takes a seat at the weight bench, seemingly done with me.
“Fuck you Rome, I’ve been jerking off to her for days and it isn’t enough. Parker, help a guy out, I need some advice here,” I beg, whipping around to focus on him, hopeful he will be gentler with me, but Parker looks helpless.
“Err, I’m sorry Oscar, nothing I say is going to make you get the pussy, bud. I thought you always said you were the king and I needed to take lessons from you? Now I’m confused,” he splutters.
I’ve clearly tripped a wire in his brain. They’re no use to me at all.
“Fuck you guys,” I yell, and storm out of the gym heading
