The Guy Who Gave Up His Jersey (3)
The aroma of homemade chocolate fudge pancakes filled my room. I threw the covers to side of the bed, sitting up. My stomach growled, begging me to feed it. Who the hell was cooking at six in the morning? I wiped away the slight trail of salvia that was running in the corner of my mouth.
The sound of clashing pots and pans came from the kitchen. I blinked a couple of times, trying to wake myself up. I swung the door open to the kitchen, wary. My heart skipped a beat when -much to my surprise- I walked in on Alejandro, at the stove, flipping a pancake, with a bare chest.
“God, put on a shirt!” I snapped at him, covering my eyes.
He turned around , the pan in his hand. He chuckled, flipping a pancake in the air, before perfectly catching it.
“Good morning Grumpy.” He said placing it next to a stack of fresh ones. I could feel the warmth radiating from it.
“Why are up so damn early?” I asked him, jumping on top of the counter.
He turned around, his lips turning up at the corners. “I got hungry. So I made breakfast. ” He shrugged. “If you’re not hungry then don’t eat.” He smiled, kindly.
My lip began twitching. Stupid idiot. He grabed a plate from the dishwasher and placed three pancakes, handing the plate to me. I looked at him, confused. Didn’t he just say if I didn’t want any then not to eat?
“Take it.” He ordered me. “Your stomach sounds like any minute it’ll die of starvation,” He teased me.
I lowered my head, embarrassed. I had skipped dinner last night after the whole “fight” with him . I didn’t want to see his face until I was completely calm but to my disadvantage I passed out instead.
“Thanks. These are my favorite type of pancakes.” I smiled, pleased.
“Yeah, I know.” He told me, pouring a glass of milk.
I looked up, how could he know I liked chocolate fudge pancakes? My mom was the one who invented them; they were like chocolate chip pancakes except she added a cup of chocolate fudge. They had to be the best pancakes in the world.
“Because you’re the only one who eats pancakes at six in the afternoon,” He laughed, handing me the cup of milk.
“Thanks, but I only do that at the café.” I responded.
He grabbed a pancake rolling it up, before shoving it in his mouth. He ignored my question and kept baking pancakes. How could he have known I eat pancakes in the afternoon? I took a sip out of the cup, wondering how he knew that. Alejandro never came by the café and if he did he would order then leave.
Unless, he was at the café and I didn’t notice him there. I chuckled to myself. Nah, I could spot Alejandro hundred miles from here. Plus he would be to busy banging chicks to come to the café. I shrugged it off. Who cared how he knew I liked chocolate fudge pancakes, he fed me.
“I’ll leave the rest of the pancakes in the microwave.” He told me as he washed the dishes.
“Okay, are you going somewhere?” I asked him, placing the plate in the sink.
He nodded. “I have to go do some errands before school starts,” He smiled.
I smiled, wearily. Right, you had to go some “errands”. He didn’t have to lie to me; he could just say “Julie I’m going to go bang chicks before school.” But no, he had to make up a perfect lie. He sure was stupid thinking I believed what he told me.
“Gotcha. Thanks for the pancakes they were good.” I told him, walking away from him.
Alejandro put his hands in his pocket as walked down the street. After making it to my room; something hit me. I wondered if he was actually going to do “errands” or was he going to bang a chick. It wasn’t really important to me but the satisfaction knowing I was right forced me to follow him.
Something had to be wrong with me; why didn’t I just go back to bed? I had to be stubborn and follow him around. This could have probably been the only chance to have a free No-Alejandro Day. But no Juliana you had to follow him around just to satisfy your stupid needs!
He stopped in front of Mrs. Harrison flower shop; he opened the door stepping inside. I stood still for a moment, confused by what was happening. Why would Alejandro go into a flower shop? Was their a event happening at school that I didn’t know about?
I peeked through the window; Alejandro tied an apron around his waist. He walked over to the flowers and began spraying them with water. A small smile crosses his face as he touched the Lily. What was he doing here?
He turns around almost catching me. I slouched down hiding away from him; so this was his “errands”: Coming to help Mrs. Harrison at her flower shop. For a odd reason I couldn’t accept the fact that Alejandro didn’t lie. He was actually helping someone else besides himself.
Maybe he wasn’t the person I thought he was…Nah, his a player. He could be a guardian angel for all I cared. But in my book he was still a player.
I stood up walking away from the store; confused and shocked. He had to be playing a trick on me.
“Hey!” I heard someone say.
I turned around to see Alejandro standing outside the shop. I smiled innocently at him. Crap, he found out I was following him. He tells me to go up to him. His arms were against his chest and a small smirk formed on his lips.
“What are you doing here?” I asked him, punching him playfully in his arm.
“I was just asking myself the same question.” He responded staring at the his arm where I had hit him.
I lowered my fist sound laughing, nervously. “I came for a walk you know me.” I told him.
“Right.” He said, not believing my lie.
“I suppose you just accidentally walked by her and saw me huh?”
“Exactly!” I agreed with him.
He dropped his smirk and glared at me. Okay, he was being sarcastic on that one. What did he want me to tell him? There was no way in hell I was going to confess to him I thought he went to go bang a chick!
“I’m not entirely a “hoe”.” He told me, hiding his anger.
“Never said you were. I just came for a walk or I can’t come for walks now?” I responded, rudely.
He shook his head, annoyed. “Stop following me Juliana.” He turned around, storming off into the store.
I crossed my arms. “Stop following me Juliana.” I mocked him.
“Well stop messing with me!” I groaned.
“What’s wrong with her?” Olive asked Gabriela as she walked into the girls locker room.
Gabriela shrugged. “I found her like that. I think Alejandro made her mad again.” She touched my cheek causing me to snarl at him.
I stood up slamming my locker shut. How could he be a player and a sweetheart at the same time! That’s in possible. This has to be a damn dream; I couldn’t be wrong about him. I sucked in a deep breathe, he had to be playing games with me. I was never wrong when it came to the players.
“You know if you keep doing that twitching thing with your lip it’s going to twist?” Demi told me, as she threw her clothes into her locker.
“He works at a flower shop,” I chocked on my own words.
They all stopped what they were doing and looked at me. Olive went up to me touching my shoulder. I felt like I had lost my mind; who in the hell was Alejandro Rodriquez? Olive grabbed me and forced me to sit down.
“Who works at a flower shop?” She questioned me.
“HE does.” I spat out, disgustedly.
Olive looked at Gabriela. “Sweetie are you talking about Alejandro?” Gabriela said, confused.
Demi burst into laughter. “Are you shocked because he has a job or because you were wrong about him?”
Honestly I didn’t know; my head was killing me. A part of me actually wanted to burst into tears. Gabriela walked up to me, slapping me across the face.
“Snap out of it Julie!” She shrieked at me.
I nodded. “Thank you. I needed that.” I stood up walking away from them.
“Where are you going now?” Olive screamed after me.
“I have to ease my mind!” I told her, running into the hallway.
That stupid little manwhore had to be somewhere in the school. He usually never went to seventh period; so that only meant he had to be with his”girls”. I went through all the classrooms but I couldn’t find him anywhere. I passed by the library and a light bulb lit up. Every once in a while the players would take the girls into the book room and do what they had too.
I walked into the library eager to fin Alejandro in his dirty scandal. A faint noise came from the back of the room, a smile spread on my lips. He was so busted. I ran down the aisle, to only be whipped flashed. Alejandro had his head buried in his arms, snoring lightly.
In that moment my heart broke completely. What the hell was going on? I ran up to him shaking him violently. He snapped his eyes open looking at me frighten. He pushed me off of him, rubbing his eyes.
“What’s got into you?!” He screamed at me. “Shit, all day today you been tripping major ass with me!”
“Why aren’t you fucking a girl?” I yelled at him, stupidly.
He glared at me. “You know I have a life besides fucking every girl that throws herself at me!” He responded, frustrated.
I dropped my shoulder inward, embarrassed. I over did it with this; was I happy now that I proved myself wrong once more? Alejandro grabbed his black backpack, throwing over his shoulder.
“I get it okay. I’m a manwhore in your eyes and you expect me to be fucking girls every hour of the day. But honestly I have things to do than wasting my time banging girls I don’t care about,” His voice filled with anger.
This time I had done it; I caused him to get angry with me. He bumped shoulders with me storming out of the library. I sat on the table, sighing. You’re satisfy now Juliana? Why did I felt determined to prove myself right when I could care less what Alejandro did with his life.
Having him around and messing with me, was finally have a toll over me. I walked out of the library trying to look for him once again. I needed to apologize so I could no longer have to talk to him again. I walked into the third wing, at the end of the hall; Alejandro wrapped his arms around Yavanna’s waist.
He brought her closed to him and planted his lips on hers. They devoured each other’s mouths; my stomach turned into a knot. I wasn’t entirely wrong; he clearly did have time to go do what he needed too. I bite the inside of my cheek, laughing at myself. For a split second I actually thought he was a different person.
I turned around fighting back the tears. I was an idiot. How could I fall for that? Players don’t change. Once they turn into a player they never go back. It’s not a theory of mine but a fact. Once you entire their game there is no way in hell you’ll go back.
I ran down the hall punching lockers, raged by how I was fooled. Xavier walked out of the boy’s restroom and as soon as he saw my bloody knuckles, he ran up to me. He took hold of my face, I tried fighting him back but he was too strong for me.
“Hey calm down!” He yelled at my face. I wiggled around trying to get out of his grip, once again.
I could take anything that came at me except when I felt fooled. The feeling of getting fooled had to be like poison to my body. They anger it caused me was indescribable; it only made me want to punch everything in sight.
“Let me go!” I whined. He twisted me around crossing my arms with one another.
“Calm down first,” He told me.
I kicked and cried but he wouldn’t let me go. “I’m not an idiot! I’m not a fucking idiot!” I screamed, loudly.
Xavier fought with me but he kept his firm tight on me. His warm breathe hit my neck causing chills to go down my spine. His heart beat rapidly against my back; he would always get scared when I got like this. He knew these were my tantrums; the same way he would walk off when he would get mad, I would punch things.
“You’re not an idiot. I promise you you’re not.” He whispered in my ear, soothing me.
Alejandro stared at me, stunned by my reaction. I took in a deep breathe letting the tears finally fall down my cheeks. He wanted to play with me as if I was one of his stupid sluts but he was messing with the wrong girl.
After a while my body relaxed and Xavier let go of me. I turned around glancing at him; he grabbed my left hand and examined it. MY knuckles were turning purple from the punches I threw. I had slashes all around my knuckles, blood kept dripping but most of it had dried up.
“Let’s go home.” He said, dragging me out of the school.
“You need to stop doing this to yourself.” Xavier told me as he covered up my hand with a bandage.
“I didn’t mean to react that way.” I whispered, forgetting why I even reacted like that in the first place.
He picked up my chin and smiled at me. “I don’t want to see you hurt. You’re the only who actually means something to me,” He said, honestly.
I nodded, standing up. I walked up the stairs; to get my room there were two glass doors that lead to a balcony. From the glass I could see something was on fire. I rushed out to the balcony looking down. Alejandro stood by a aluminum can that was burning from the inside.
Alejandro looked up at me. “I’m sorry.” He responded. “I didn’t know you were going to react that way.”
I rolled my eyes. “We are even.” I said, monotonously, walking back inside.
“Wait!” He called out. I stopped but didn’t turn around.
“I want to show you I actually mean that I am truly sorry.” I turned around and in his hand he had the black and grey leather man jacket.
He looks at the jacket and then at me. The fire sizzled in the aluminum can; he hanged the jacket over the fire. My eyes grew large; he wasn’t planning to burn his jacket was he. Didn’t he know once that jacket hit’s the fire he is out of the game?
“What are you doing?” I demanded.
“Proving you that I’m not the guy you think I am.” He responded, truthfully.
“You don’t have to prove me anything,” I snarled at him.
It wouldn’t matter if he burned that jacket or not. The fact that he believed I was one of those girls was enough for me to hate him for the rest of my life. His eyes met mine, and for once in my life they showed regret.
“I’m going to prove to you that I’m not a manwhore.” He said. “I’m going to win your heart Juliana even if it takes blood and tears,”
He dropped the jacket into the fire; it crackled as it scrunched up. I stood still for a very long time devouring what he had just told me. What he had just done. His words echoed in my head, over and over again.
“I’m going to win your heart Juliana even if it takes blood and tears,”
Ha, things are about to get interesting dont you think?;D
THIS HASNT BEEN EDITED!
Ah so i think its too early to have a Alejandro;s POV But i might have a small section of him in the next chapter it wont reveal anything major but just enough to get what's going through his mind.