Baby I'm A Sinner novel Chapter 22

Dani: okay I'd love that * heart emoji *

We talked about school and the party after that, but I couldn't keep a smile off my face because I hadn't been asked out in four years.

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We ended up going to a movie with Natalie Portman, and even though it seemed really interesting, we spend half of it making out.

He walked me back to my house and kissed me at the gate before telling me that he was going to see me at school tomorrow.

That night he send me a goodnight text and I fell asleep with a smile on my face, even though there weren't butterflies in my stomach like they used to with Sam.

But it was going to get there, I hoped.

It was Monday morning at school and I was at my locker, talking to Jake, when I felt two arms wrapping around my waist and someone kissing my cheek.

I frowned and saw Jake look at me surprised, before I turned around to see Luke.

"Hey." He said smiling and I smiled back, obviously taken aback by his bold movement. "So I was wondering if you'd want to go out again tonight?"

"Uh--sure? Where?"

"I was thinking maybe just to a restaurant or something? Whatever you fancy."

"Okay."

The bell rang so he pressed a quick kiss to my lips before rushing off to his class.

"Okay...um, what was that?!" Jake questioned as we walked together to History.

"What do you mean what was that? We went out on Sunday after we hooked up at Noah's party."

"And you didn't think it was worth mentioning it to me?" he asked, putting a hand on his hip like the typical drama queen he was.

"It's nothing important, at least not until we're together."

"So you want him to be your boyfriend? I never heard you talk about having a crush on him." He observed and we sat down at our desks.

"I mean--I never really thought about it until a few days ago. He's cute and he makes me laugh and I can definitely see myself being with him."

"I hope you're not getting in a relationship just because you want a boyfriend."

"Jake, I'm not." I said, kind of offended.

"Okay then, If you say so."

We stopped talking after that because Mr. Flack entered the room and Jake's eyes (as well as his dick) drifted up to the teacher.

"Simmer down class."

Simmer down simmer down they say, we're too young now to amount to anything else,

But loOK AROUND,

WE WORKED TOO DAMN HARD FOR THIS JUST TO GIVE IT UP N--

"Danielle Piper?"

"Present." I said, snapping out of my daydream.

"As you know, the winter formal is approaching." Mr. Flack started, going through his files. "Mr. Brooks asked me to let you know that tickets will be available as of next week and the money goes to charity. You can take whoever-"

"Can we invite girls?" a girl asked, raising her hand.

"Um. There is no rule against--"

"Can we invite teachers?" Jake asked, not even bothering to raise his hand.

Mr. Flack blinked, frowning.

"Mr. Macqueen I'm sure no teacher wants to go to jail."

"How about the after party?"

"The after party isn't any of the school's business so--"

"Can we bring our own alcohol?" Kylie asked.

"No. But I'm going to ask you to direct all the questions you have to the administrative office or the organizing committee. Now. Open your books to page thirty."

Everyone groaned and I shot Jake a 'what-the-fuck' look. He shrugged and winked, before he opened his book, telling me to pay attention to the teacher.

***

"Hey babe."

I was startled by the voice in my ear a week later at school. I hadn't even woken up yet, trying to remember the combination to my locker, when someone pressed their chest against my back.

I recognized Luke's voice so I smiled, stepping away from him.

"Hi."

"Winter formal tickets are being put up for sale today."

"I know."

Is he going to ask me to the formal

OMG.

"And?" I continued, smirking.

Fuck school in general.

"You and Black huh?"

I turned my head to see Noah approaching me, already dressed in his football kit. They had practice in a few minutes and he was just exiting the boys' bathroom, which was weird, because they also had a bathroom in the locker rooms.

"Yeah." I said, unsure of how to answer his statement.

"How come?"

He stopped a meter away from me, hands on his hips.

My eyes drifted behind him, where a boy I didn't know was just walking out of the bathroom, wiping his mouth and grinning as he passed Noah, obviously checking him out. Noah winked at him before he turned his head back to me.

Jesus in the bathroom? Really?

"I don't know." I said, shrugging. "We just got together. Started at your party."

"Be careful."

"About what?"

"With Luke I mean. He's not a saint."

"Neither are you."

"Yeah, but you and I aren't going to happen."

"So what's your point?"

"My point is, don't rush things with him. You're too good for him."

"In the way that he doesn't deserve me, or that I'm a goody two shoes?"

"Both."

"I know what I'm getting into Noah, I can take care of myself."

"Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you though."

I rolled my eyes and he walked away, not saying anything else. I watched him leave, but then he stopped and turned around once more.

"Oh. And when you finally decide to break up with him, I just want to let you know that I got a bigger cock."

"You're disgusting." I said as he continued walking.

He laughed.

"You love it princess."