Moonshine(2)

“I’d love to take his fine ass out.”

“Go ahead and ask him. It won’t bother me, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“Okay, I will.” She flipped her hair over her shoulder and followed the rest of the girls inside.

The thought of her and Moon being together for any reason makes me sick, but I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of knowing. I have seen him date girls before, just a few and nothing real serious. He isn’t a virgin anymore either. It bothered me a lot at first, but now we can laugh about it. He was only fifteen. He didn’t love Beth, but after three weeks of dating they were quick to jump in the sack. They were together for two months before they broke up. He said that she was clingy and that she was jealous of our friendship. Beth didn’t bother me, not like Melody does. I know that it’s because Melody is superficial and only wants him for a piece of ass. And maybe I am jealous because Melody is so pretty despite her fakeness. She is everything I am not. I am only 5’3”, brown hair, and blue eyes, and I am definitely no beauty queen. I can’t compete with her and I will be late for class if I keep thinking about it.

The first half of the day went by quickly. I warned Moon that Melody was going to ask him out. He said she was too easy for him, and that was all the reassuring I needed. I couldn’t wait for her to ask him now. This shit was going to be funny.

At lunch she decided to attack. I saw it in her eyes. She was a lion ready to pounce, and I couldn’t wait to see the look on her face when she got rejected.

“E-Z Melody is making her way to you, Stud Muffin.” I wagged my eyebrows, and shook my ass as I walked away to our table. When I looked back over my shoulder his eyes were still glued to my ass, and he didn’t care a bit that I caught him. My face heated up and so did my southern regions. If that boy only knew what he could do to me, just with his eyes?

Melody stomped off in the direction of the doors, and I loved every minute of it. I sang “We are the Champions” in my head, and wanted so badly to get up and do a victory dance. If I couldn’t have him, I certainly didn’t want her to either.

He rolled his big blue eyes when he sat down next to me, swallowing the seat up. He was a big guy. Not fat, but built, and a farmer tan that I would like to lick right off him. “Did you see her? She looked like a damn raccoon with all that black crap around her eyes.” He shook the loose strands of his dark hair out of his face.

“She thinks that makes her look pretty.” I batted my lashes at him. He just laughed.

“Well, it looked ridiculous.”

“Did you let her down gently?”

“I tried, but she wasn’t taking no for an answer. So, I had to be not so gentle and flat-ass tell her no, and you saw what happened. Chicks,” he huffed shaking his head. “Then she said I told her no, because I was in love with you.”

I nearly choked on my water. I wasn’t expecting those words. This was territory we never crossed. Don’t get me wrong, there were times when I could jump on top of him and take serious advantage, but I didn’t for fear that he wouldn’t love me back. He has no clue that this is the way I feel about him, and I am too chicken to tell.

“What did you say to that?” I asked never taking my eyes off my tray of food.





2



Moon

What did I say to that? Well, I know what I wanted to say, but I sure as hell didn’t. “I told her not to be jealous.” I elbowed Shine. She never looked at me, but she had a big smile on her face. This girl doesn’t know what she does to me. I have tried to make her jealous by dating other girls, but that didn’t work. I know it would work with Melody, but I wouldn’t do that. Shine can’t stand her, and there was no way in hell that I was dating Melody, easy screw or not. I don’t care. The girl is nasty.

I wish I had enough balls to just tell Shine that I love her and I have since day one, but I don’t. I should have Pansy tattooed on my ass cheek, right under stupid ass-hat. I guess after so many years of being friends I just don’t want to jack things up. Again, I am a pansy ass-hat.

Shine continued eating not saying much to me, but she didn’t have to. I was aware of her; at least I know my body was. I love this girl, I mean really love her, but damn her fine body has a way to make me weak at the knees. I try not to act like a dog in heat and drool all over her, but she makes it so hard; literally. Every time her leg brushed mine I would groan under my breath, while silently singing “Sweet Home Alabama.” It was my go-to song for the hard on. Lately I would have to sing it twice to tame it. Traitor…