Moonshine(4)

“I suppose, but you will owe me big time. Got it buster?”

“Yes ma’am,” he winked at me. “I will repay you this weekend. Don’t make any plans for Saturday because that’s my day. It’s just gonna be me and you, okay?”

“Sounds good to me, but you will have to go with me someplace.”

“Where?” he asked.

“I had planned on getting a tattoo.” I technically had a month before I turned eighteen, but mom agreed to sign for me. She knew that I would go back in a month and do it anyway.

“Really?” his eyes got really big and he scanned my body like I was a juicy steak and he was a hungry bear. “What are you getting, and where on that body are you going to put it?”

The boy really does have no shame. He doesn’t care that he is totally checking me out in front of everyone, and the spot between my legs well, she doesn’t care either. I can feel my body heat start to rise. Sometimes I wish I had a remote control for that shit. At least then I could control my impulses. I seriously hate that he gets to me so much, and I am sure that he can read my facial expressions like a book.

“You will just have to wait and see.” I replied. I was trying to shrug him off. I will not give in to this boy and his seductive ways.

“Pretty please,” he pouted his lip.

“Oh for the love of all that is Holy; put your lip back in, and stop batting your eyelashes. That southern charm of yours won’t work on me.” Truthfully, if he keeps looking at me like this I might melt into the floor. How can you not give in with those big baby blue eyes and long dark eyelashes? They are lethal weapons and he knows it.

Thankfully we were saved by Mrs. Vail. I tried to ignore him the rest of the class, but that is not an easy task. He passed a note to my desk and I opened it slowly. I was scared to read it, honestly.

Please tell me. I don’t like it when you keep secrets, and why won’t you look at me. You know you want to.

When I glanced at him he winked at me again, and I sighed really loud. Some of the other people in the class were glancing at me with evil eyes. I scribbled a response on the paper and passed it back.

Fine… You really want to know? I was going to surprise you and get a matching moon tattoo, just like the one you have. I was thinking about getting it on my wrist or maybe even my neck. Are you happy now?

That is awesome. Of course I am going with you.

I can’t wait, actually. I am glad you are going you can hold my hand.

You know I will. By the way, I thought you said my southern charm wouldn’t work on you?

Shut up!!! It wasn’t your charm I fell for. I just felt sorry for you.

You can’t resist my charm and you know it. You think I am a sexy beast and you want to take advantage of my body. You only love me for my good looks.

Your head is seriously going to explode.

Which one?

Well that did it. I could feel the warmth in my cheeks. He is so bad and I hate to love it. What do you say to that? I hate that I have to sit here and think of what to say next. He knows that he put me in a pickle. He usually flirts with me, but not to this extent. I am not sure what has gotten into him, but I like it.

Keep it in your pants over there. This isn’t the time or place, you big horn dog.

I heard him snicker at my comment. I wonder why he is acting this way. I am probably just reading too much into it. He is a boy, and boys all think with the wrong head. I just have to overlook him. It just seems so strange. We clearly have a friend zone that he has never crossed. I don’t think he ever would. He’s never given me any reason what so ever to assume he liked me more than friends. I would never bring it up either. I love him too much. Besides, he’s still my best friend in the world, and frankly I will take what I can get.

I will call you later tonight after I leave the farm. If it isn’t too late maybe we can get in a little bit of study time.

Okay, I will save you a plate of food just in case.

Hell yeah! Just try not to burn it, okay?

I crumpled the paper up and threw it at his head. Jerk wad. You burn dinner one time, and look what it gets you.

When the bell rang at the end of class, Moon walked me to my locker. He had to leave for work and I had to get to cheerleading practice.

“Did you call your mom for a ride home?”

“Yeah, and she texted me an hour ago and said that she couldn’t come. She has some kind of a conference today after work and dad is still out of town. She said that she was going to ask your mom.” I replied.

“Okay, I am sure mom can do it. If for some reason she can’t just call me. I’ll keep my phone in my pocket.”

“You’ll be at work, Moon. It’s no big deal. If she can’t then I am sure one of the other girls won’t mind.” I love how much he worries about me, but sometimes he goes overboard.