Jay's POV
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This is the only time in my day that I can openly look at her. Ross is too much of a softy to even notice. He only sees her. I can see him deliberating what to do. I'm not like him, not at all. I'm good with girls. Yes they think they hate me, but they don't not really. It's all part of how I play the situation. Taylor, though she is resistant to all of my charm.
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I watch her, just a little bit. She wearing a low cut top, I mean are you kidding me? Are you trying to tell me that this girl does not want to be stared at ?
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I tell myself to focus back on Carter. He's got some chart on the board now. Lord knows, Taylor’s more interesting. The way her hair tumbles over her shoulders, she flicks it back and looks over her shoulders at me. I have to look away quickly, anywhere but at her.
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I glance around briefly. There's a lot of girls in here. Lots of girls wanting to learn about psychology so that they can get into guys heads. There's one girl that's attractive, I eye her up briefly. She's got pale hair. She's alright I suppose. She feels me watching her and looks my way. She smiles. Interesting. But no. I look away aloof.
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I look back at Taylor, the girl who sits next to me everyday. She's anything but ordinary. She won't look at me, won't smile and give me what I want. I have to work for it.
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My dad used to lecture me telling me one day Jay you will find somebody and they will be your other half, to love and cherish. And all that bull. I look at Taylor Elena Harris, what a name. And I imagine her in different scenarios, without a doubt she deserves a life like that. But do I?
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Leaning slightly forward over her notes, hair flowing down her back. If I had to describe the women of my dreams, I'd be talking about her. She's occupied my mind since I noticed the gold tones in her hair, since I saw the way her hips swayed when she walks in front of me. And since I saw her lips which she often bites when she's uncomfortable. I like making her do that.
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But far more than any of those things are her eyes. Sparkling blue eyes. I really try not to look into them. That's dangerous business. She will pull me in like she has every other guy. And I'll become another Ross. Besotted and unable to get with her, or anybody else for that matter.
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As I stare at her she finishes her notes and then looks up. She feels me watching her and bites her lip. I will her to look at me. She won't. I know that.
Really I would be absolutely punching for a girl like that to get with me. Even just once.
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Carter is wrapping up his daily boredom torture. I've decided she isn't wearing one under her top. I will go back to teasing her. Can't let her see that I like her, because genuinely I do. And honestly that's something I must deny.
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I do like the way she reacts to me, she challenges me. Most girls tend to agree with me or play along lapping up the attention. That's very boring.
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"I've decided babe" I tell her. Overfamiliarity buys me more of her time.
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She looks over at me, curious and ready for the next retort.
"You're definitely not wearing one today" I tell her smiling. This is my best, most disarming smile. I can usually get what I want with it. She makes me try harder.
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She scoffs and looks away, packing up her things.
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"Are you telling me that for the last forty minutes you've been thinking about whether I'm wearing a bra or not" she asks shocked.
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"Am I correct?" I ask her. She puts her coat on and smiles.
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"I guess you'll never know for sure" she tells me swooping her hair out from under her coat. She turns away to puppy dog Ross.
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"That's a yes" I laugh. They ignore me, infatuated with each other. Talking about, I don't know books or some rubbish.
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I just had to out Ross. To be fair I didn't realise it would be hurtful to her, I didn't really consider that. He was constantly hanging about, playing the I would never hurt you card. The loyal pushover.
How satisfying to show her that he too is male and engages in sex with other girls just because he can. Made my day.
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Well not the tears, that I caused her. I didn't actually mean that. I felt like a proper dickhead. Jay the monster.
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They begin walking away. Talking to one another. A lot of good it's done outing him. He's great at talking to her. He's great at listening. He looks at her with his undivided attention. One day maybe they will get together, travel the world looking at books, I don't know whatever book geeks do I guess. Rather than sitting in the sun drinking on holiday they would probably visit museums and art houses. Then Ross will propose to her at some arty theatre play and she will marry him. One problem however Matthew, she is obsessed with that brunette self entitled artist.
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I walk behind them, I'm actually not hitting any parties tonight. Tomorrow is freshers and I'll save it all for then.
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"What are you doing tonight Ross" she asks him.
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"I'm catching up on my notes" he says. Good boy she will approve.
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I snort behind them. They both turn to look at me in the hall.
"What party are you off to Jay" Ross asks. Clearly I'm unrefined. Not an artist, not a musician and not an English major.
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"None man" I say sarcastically, I stroll past them. Blondie from earlier giving me the eye. I wink at her. And I hope that Taylor saw. I can just imagine her rolling her eyes at Ross. Like she always does.
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I stroll over to my Harley Davidson, put on my helmet and leather jacket. Climbing on and starting it up I briefly think about putting Taylor on the back. Discarding the thought I drive off and I'm gone away from them leaving them in the dust.
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