"You will be working with the person in front of you. I've left the equipment on your desk, so join with your partner and start." Mr. Kennedy, my chemistry teacher announces.We were doing the foldable egg experiment and I was excited. I love chemistry, because of the experiments. I love to try things and find out how they work out for myself, not just watch or be told. I find it amazing how we can create things from science.Maybe I am a nerd.Zeke, will you stay out of my head please?"I guess I'm working with you," I look up and find Mason Conway sitting in front of me.I smile, butterflies arising in my stomach.He brings a chair to my table and we start the experiment, putting holes on each end of the egg."Would you like to do the honours?" He asks, holding the straw out for me."Sure," I smile happily and take the straw, then blow through it, making the egg yolk come out into a beaker."So, has Zeke Blakely done anything else to you?"I put the straw on the table and put the eg
"Ouch!"Maggie drops the hot burnt toast onto the floor and sucks on her burnt finger."Fuck you, toaster, you lil bitch!" She yells.Yep, she's definitely related to Zeke.Last night I took Zoey to her house, then went home. When I woke up this morning Evelyn texted me – she finally got my phone number – and asked me to watch Zeke today.So here I am, sitting in their kitchen, watching Maggie try and repeatedly fail to make toast."Why did I need to watch Zeke today when you're here?""Because," she plops another slice of bread in the toaster, "My Mom thinks i'm not responsible enough and will let him do what he wants and pretend nothing happened just to get payed."I suddenly feel really guilty for not telling Evelyn that Cole and Isaac were here.I'm basically a criminal."What are you making?" Zeke's raspy morning voice says as he walks into the kitchen, shirtless, wearing nothing but sweatpants.He looks like he just woke up, yet he still looks like the sexiest guy alive."Hey, n
Zeke slams the helpless boy against the lockers."How dare you do that. Who the fuck do you think you are? The President?""I-I'm sorry," the boy cries, eyes widened in fear."Zeke! What the hell are you doing?" I pull him from the guy he was crushing against the lockers."This guy fucking bumped into me and didn't say fucking sorry. Can you believe that?"Is he being fricking serious right now.I turn to the scared boy and help him pick up his books that fell, "Are you okay?"He nods and gives me his best smile. My heart breaks.Poor kid.I straighten up the crushed collar of his shirt and fix his dorky sweater. "All better. Sorry about him," I nod towards Zeke who's currently death staring me."Thanks," the boy lets out before walking away.I turn to Zeke. "You're insane!""Why were you helping that fucking square?""Because you were picking on him for no reason!" I shout."It wasn't for no reason! He walked into me!" He shouts back.People in the corridor stare. Ugh mind your own b
"Wake up, nerd."The sunlight blinds my eyes as I open them slightly. I see someone who looks like Zeke staring down at me. When I rub my eyes and look again, he's still there."Zeke?" I mumble as I sit up in my bed."Yes, Princess, you're not dreaming. I am actually here.""What the hell are you doing in my room?""The door was unlocked and your Mom isn't here," he shrugs, "Now get up.""Why?"He walks over to my drawers and starts pulling out clothes. "Well, I was thinking about what you said about how I don't tell you anything about me and so you're not gonna tell me anything about you and blah blah blah, so today, my love, we are going to spend some time together."I ignore the feeling inside I get when he says my love.I'm going on a date with Mason tonight, damnit, I can't feel that way at something this asshole says.He goes into my underwear drawer and pulls out bras, studying them.I quickly get up and grab the bra from his hands and shut the drawer.He smirks, "I guess i'll
"Hey, Mom, I'm going out," I tell my mother who is sitting in the living room watching TV with her boyfriend, Charlie.Her and Charlie have been together for almost a year now, and I really like him. I'm not the kind of girl who cuts him out and tells my Mom not to date him just because he's not my Dad. He makes her happy and that's all I had been wishing for my Mom for years."Where are you going?""To a movie with Mason."She gasps, pausing the TV, "Mason? Really? That's amazing, Marnie! Why did you not tell me this before?"Yeah, my Moms kinda a fangirl of my life.I shrug, "I've been busy."Busy thinking about Zeke Blakely.God, why can't he just stop doing whatever he's doing that's making me go insane."Well have fun, honey, and don't be home too late.""I won't," I begin walking away and shout bye to Charlie and my Mom and they shout it back, then I go outside to where Mason's waiting for me in his Mercedes.Like the many kids at my school, his parents are rich as frick."Hey,"
"Why are you driving so slowwww?""I'm not," I tell the asshole, even though I kind of am. I don't feel confident driving a car like this."You are.""Please shut up, Zeke," I rub my temples, tired from the night I've had and mostly from Zeke's constant annoying conversations he keeps trying to have with me."I saw you and Mason," he says after a moment of silence.I glance at him. He's slouched against the passenger side door, looking at me with a look in his eyes I can't recognise."I don't like it," he states."Like what?""You and him.""Why?""Can't tell you," he looks away."Fine."Another moment passes."Marnie?"My head snaps to the side. "You just called me my name."Oh my God. He's only called me my name once, and it was when he was mad at me for telling Cole and Isaac about babysitting him.I like the way it sounds rolling off his tongue, even when he's drunk. I remember getting butterflies the first time he said it, too."Are we friends?" He asks, as if he didn't hear what
As Zeke stares at his father, the color drains from his face."Does this look like your girlfriend?"I notice he's staring at me. "No, no. Marnie here, his babysitter."He smiles and looks at Zeke, who is silent. "Do you need a babysitter right now?" He appears to be laughing at him.He doesn't look much like Zeke; they only share a hair color, but his brown hair is pulled back with hair gel. He's dressed casually in a white t-shirt tucked into brown jeans, with an expensive-looking watch on his wrist."My name is Paul, and it's a pleasure to meet you. You can address me as Mr. Blakely."Okay, then, sir."What exactly are you doing here?" Zeke appears agitated."Please, Ezekiel, close the door. You're allowing a draft to enter, "Paul says this while ignoring him.Yes, in my head, I'm going to call him Paul."Why are you here?" Zeke asks as he closes the door."I decided to come home for the weekend," he begins to look around the room, "Where is your sister?""At a friend's place.""Wh
Mason chuckles as I again toss an M&M at his mouth and it misses by a considerable distance, saying, "You suck at this.""I believe I finally understand. Keep away from me, "I add, aiming for a different M&M.M&Ms were all around us as we were seated on opposite ends of my couch in the living room.When he says, "Alright, boss," I aim and miss once more.It's rigged, this game.Let me try," chuckles Mason.I start speaking as I give him the bag. He shoots, and the M&M lands in my mouth without any delay.While I scowl at him, he smiles innocently.I'm somewhat competitive.He moves closer and hands the bag to me, saying, "Don't be sad, darling. Try again."With one eye closed and full focus, I aim the M&M towards him, and when I toss it, something miraculous occurs.It enters!"God, oh God! God, oh God! I finished! I'm an authority!"Mason is giggling uncontrollably as I encircle him, and he gives me a hug in return. He reclines on the couch, and I am on top of him. I feel like we are