I close Jaspers door and play with the hem of my sleeve not understanding why I'm so annoyed he won't let me call him J, it's just a fucking nickname.

I shake my head ignoring my odd feelings and walk down to the mentor hall cringing when Freddie is standing there.

"ooooh look who it is, Beck I see your daddy finally pulled some strings and got you a spot here"

I cringe, Freddie's dad donates half a million to the school yearly so he practically gets whatever he wants even if that's a spot as a mentor for his son, but I can't be annoyed the only reason I'm here is because my dad told me he wanted me to.

It "looks good in the public eye to be a mentor"and that's all he cares about, whatever's good for buisness.

I roll my eyes at Freddie.

"sure Fred whatever"

He chuckles

"c'mon chill Beck I'm just messing around"

I clench my jaw Freddie and I have history. We used to be close and it seems ever since I got back from college he's changed. Or at our relationship has. He doesn't bother to talk to me unless it's to try and get me going. It's quickly become annoying.

I shake my head.

"not tonight Freddie"

With that I walk into my room and close the door thankful when he doesn't try to continue to bother me.

I change and get in bed thinking about Jasper, trying to decide if he's better or worse then I expected? I definitely wasn't expecting someone who could annoy me just by not letting me call them by their nickname, but maybe that's not even annoyance, maybe that's just me being offended.

He doesn't like me enough to let me call him J?

I shake my head it's stupid, I know the boys here can be stubborn, rude, and disrespectful. I prepared for this, but still a small inkling inside of me, wants Jasper to like me.

I shake my thoughts away and decide to just call it a night I'll deal with Jasper in the morning.

••

I wake up at 7:30am and head over to Jasper's room hoping he'll be up and ready considering breakfast is served at 8:00am and classes begin at 9:00am, but despite my knock he doesn't answer.

I sigh knocking again.

"Jasper?"

Suddenly the door is pulled open and I almost stumble inside.

"what the fuck? It's not even fucking 8:00am Beckett"

I nod slowly my eyes unintentionally drifting down to his bare chest wondering if he'll be half naked every time he opens the door?

I quickly shake my head, and bring my eyes back up to his face,

"breakfast starts at 8:00, get ready"

He grunts rubbing a hand down his face and stepping back into his room.

"you've got to be fucking kidding"

I roll my eyes "I'm not so get a move on"

He lifts a brow.

"get a move on? What are you my mom?"

I shrug and absentmindedly mumble.

"mhmm dad maybe"

I feel my cheeks heat up slightly, it was a joke that sounded better in my head and now I wish I hadn't said it out loud, but he just shakes his head.

"it's too fucking early for this shit"

He walks over to his dresser and I shake my head.

"closet, uniform"

He groans.

"fuck Beckett I'll change after breakfast"

I cross my arms "what if you don't have time?"

He ignores me and pulls a t-shirt and sweats out of his dresser heading to his bathroom.

"piss off"

He closes the bathroom door harder then necessary and I roll my eyes so he's not a morning person, that's kind of cute.

My eyes widen at the unexpected thought and I look around the room quickly as if someone may have heard my thoughts.

Jasper? Cute? No.

It doesn't take long before he comes back out. This time dressed and his hair damp making me bite my lip awkwardly as he runs his hand through it nodding at me.

"this food better not be shit or I'll be pissed"

I shake my head.

"seems you already are"

He narrows his eyes "whatever"

I choose to ignore him and leave the room leading him to the dinging hall.

He grunts when he walks in, there's tables all over the room and most of them have at least a few boys sitting at them, but that doesn't seem to phase him.

He just nods towards the food counter.

"they serve the same shit everyday?"

I shake my head.

"no they mix it up, usually eggs, toast, bacon"

Her perks up at that and I can't help, but chuckle.

"is that what it takes?"

He looks at me "what?"

I smirk "to perk you up? Bacon?"

He rolls his eyes.

"trying to learn how to perk me up huh?"

I pause at his words, what does he mean? Did Jasper just flirt with me?

I feel my cheeks heat slightly and look away.

"just get your bacon"

He chuckles and steps forward in line pointing to eggs, bacon, toast, and even grabbed a cup of fruit.

I follow behind him "Hi Sheila"

She smiles "Beckett my boy! What can I get you today?"

I return her smile.

"just some eggs please"

She lifts a brow "are you kidding me your a growing boy you can't live off just eggs you'll waste away to nothing!"

I roll my eyes chuckling.

"I'll survive Sheils now just the eggs?"

She tsks, but scoops some eggs on my plate with a shake of her head handing me the plate.

I turn and find Jasper staring at me.

"you on a diet or some shit?"

I roll my eyes "no, just not very hungry in the mornings thank you"

Jasper shrugs "whatever"

With that he walks away, I blink and follow him confused where was he going?

He walks directly toward a table at he back and sits down making me lift a brow if this had been me coming to a new school, I wouldn't have known where to sit.

I nod when I realize he's sat with Brody and sit next to him. He makes a face and lifts a brow.

"you chaperone me to breakfast to?"

I roll my eyes, but Brody speaks.

"he's good Beck I'll keep an eye"

I chuckle.

"he's good, I just have to go over some stuff with him before he starts the day, you still keep an eye if you'd like though"

Jasper grunts.

"he doesn't need to keep a fucking eye on me"

I lift a brow at his langue and he just lifts one back making Brody chuckle.

"Oooh he's feisty"

Jasper narrows his eyes but before he can respond a hand in placed on my shoulder.

"isn't that how you like them Beckett feisty? Like that mom of yours"

I freeze and grit my teeth before turning to face Freddie.

"piss off Freddie this isn't the time or the place"

I try to stay professional and mature considering it's my job to set a good example, but Freddie only grins.

"that's cute Beck"

He reaches and tries to pinch my cheek, but I grasp his wrist.

"enough"

His constant antics lately have gotten on my nerves, and acting like this in front of all the students is too much.

I nod toward the student behind him.

"your mentoring skills are something of a unique sort huh?"

He narrows his eyes "At least my Mentee isn't trailed trash"

I glare, but Jasper growls standing up from the table.

"what the fuck did you just call me?"

I close my eyes a headache coming on, this is not what Jasper needs on his first day.

I stand quickly moving in front of Jasper.

" drop it Freddie we can deal with this later, ourselves"

He chuckles "you calling off your mutt then?"

I roll my eyes "whatever Freddie, just piss off and do your job"

I regret my last words the minute his face sours, I've said the wrong thing.

"do my job? You don't fucking tell me what to do"

I groan "I didn't mean it like that"

He chuckles "I'm sure you didn't you stupid motherfucker"

He reels his fist back and cracks me across the jaw making my head swing back, but as soon as I can I've straighten myself out and return his punch.

"enough seriously Freddie"

He chuckles wiping the blood on his lip with the back of his hand.

"you think this is fucking over?"

His eyes drift around the room as if seeing how many students are watching him is important.

"nah it's just started! Mess with the bull you get the fucking horns isn't that right Phillip?!"

His mentee swallows anxiously and barely mumbles "yeah"

Freddie chuckles.

"say goodbye to Balton's Beckett because as long as I'm here your not"

His little speech is rather big of him considering he's the one bleeding, but I just nod letting him believe he's on top for now.

He finally starts to walk away, but the minute he gets close to Jasper, Jasper tries to move forward and I have put a hand on his shoulder.

"enough. It's over"

He scoffs "it's over? That guys a fucking asshole! I could have put him down right here easy"

I nod sitting back down.

"I don't doubt that, but it's not your fight, you don't fight got it?"

He shakes his head.

"pathetic you should have fucking laid him out, you care about that scumbag?"

I inhale slowly pinching the bridge of my nose.

"no I don't care about him, it's complicated"

He chuckles humourlessly.

"complicated like he's had his dick up your ass?"

I grind my jaw where is this attitude even coming from? I did not expect my morning to go like this.

"no Jasper, drop it"

Jasper shakes his head "whatever man"

I grunt as he tries to walk away.

"sit down. I have to go over this with you"

He clenches his fists, but thankfully lowers himself back down.

"do it fast then I have to go put that ridiculous uniform on"

Brody chuckles from his side of the table.

"We'll damn Beck you really bring the entertainment"

I roll my eyes shrugging "what can i say?"

He shakes his head chuckling.

"I'm heading to class I'll see you around J?"

Jasper nods "sure thing man"

Now that everything is settled for the most part, I pull out my folder.

"okay, do you play sports? We require each student to have a recreational activity we offer football, swimming..."

I pause remembering his words from the night before "I guess that's out, cooking, soccer.."

He grunts "football"

I nod not surprised by his pick majority of the guys here are on the football team, and yes it's a very large team.

"okay, practice is every Monday, Wednesday, games on Fridays. We play against other schools in the area, meet at the field after your last class"

He nods "whatever"

I roll my eyes "try not to keep using whatever in response to things. Tim teaches your first period and you'll end up with detention your first day"

He turns to me and smirks "whatever"

I huff.

"fine. That's all. Go to class, wear your uniform I'll catch up with you later"

He nods and mumbles a "Mhmm"

I stand and close my folder leaving Jasper to finish his breakfast and get himself to class.

Thankfully the rest of my day is pretty uneventful and Jasper's must have been as well since I received no calls or notes about him.

I make my way to the field at 3:00pm for practice and nod to a couple of the guys.

"you guys ready for drills?"

They all groan making me chuckle knowing how much the team hates doing drills.

"you'll survive"

I walk over to Jerry, the head coach and nod.

"how are they looking?"

He shrugs.

"not bad, only a few new ones this week herd I got yours joining?"

I nod "yeah we'll see how he does"

He shrugs "I spoke to his previous coach, from what I hear he's good"

I'm surprised when I feel a sense of pride wash of me. My mentee is a good player.

"good to hear"

He cheeks heat slightly as anticipation fills me to see how good Jasper really is.

A couple more guys show up, but Jasper still hasn't arrived and I start to worry that he's not coming. Did he forget?

Just as we begin, he walks toward the field with Brody, however he doesn't look in our direction and shoves his helmet on right away joining the other guys in running a lap.

Jerry nods "looks good, he might end up on first line"

I rub my chin watching him.

"maybe but we haven't seen him in action yet"

Jerry blows his whistle calling the boys back.

"you're right, let's see what he can do"

Jerry has the guys run plays most of which Jasper is familiar with or picks up on quickly.

I have to admit he's good, a natural with the ball and swift of his feet.

Jerry nods "he'll be centre line for sure"

My lips tilt up at that.

Towards the end of practice I start to feel like Jasper might be avoiding me, but I don't have long to consider it as I hear someone call my name.

"Beckett!"

I turn just as Beth jumps into my arms.

"hey there!"

I smile "hey when'd you get in?"

She smiles "yesterday, but I wanted to surprise you! Daddy told me you started mentoring here that will look great on your law school application"

I nod internally rolling my eyes law school, sure.

She leans her head on my shoulder.

"so which ones your mentee?"

I chuckle "he's number 7, Jasper"

She gasps and I turn to her lifting a brow.

"what?"

She bites her lip.

"daddy gave you the west side kid?!"

I roll my eyes "he's fine Beth just not.."

She interrupts me "is he like covered in tattoos?"

I grunt thinking back to Jasper's bare chest and the sleeve that spreads across his right peck.

"he has some yes"

She shakes her head.

"it's so unprofessional, poor kid how will he get a respectable job?"

I roll my eyes, Beth is nice enough we grew up together and she's always been more tolerable then the rest, but she still has those same shallow views they all share and I can't stand to hear it, but I just sigh.

"I'm sure he'll be fine"

She nods eagerly.

"it's so brave of you to take on such a challenging mentor position"

Again I feel my eyes roll, nothing about Jaspers social status makes him more challenging.

Beth continues blabbering in my ear for the rest of practice and I'm thankful when it ends.

"hey listen Beth I gotta go check on Jasper but it was nice seeing you"

She pouts, but thankfully for me Freddie shows up calling her name.

"Beth?!"

She bites her lip "it's Freddie"

I nod "go talk to him we'll catch up later"

She sighs sadly, but at this point Freddie's made it to us and I'm able to slip away.

I walk to Jasper's room and knock on the door.

He grunts "sort of busy?"

I lift a brow busy? What is he...?

Unintentionally my mind flashes a picture of Jasper with his dick in hand and I freeze swallowing stiffly.

I squeeze my eyes shut, no no no. Why did I just think that?! I've not gay, I've never even thought about other guys doing that.

I look around the halls thankful no one is near me and bite my lip composing myself.

"doing what? I have to go over your day"

I hear movement and the door swings open, but my eyes narrow when I see his face.

"what the fuck happened?"

He chuckles "hey now your starting to sound like a bad boy"

I can't even digest his humour too worried about the black eye and cut lip.

"is this why you were avoiding me at practice?"

He rolls his eyes walking around me to close his door and leaning against his desk.

"I wasn't avoiding you...I just didn't want you to do this"

He gestures to my crossed arms and glare.

I shake my head.

"I'm your mentor Jasper it's my job to keep you out of trouble"

He crosses his arms "I wasn't in trouble"

I narrow my eyes stepping close to examine his face.

"you got in a fight"

He nods "he fucking deserved it after this morning"

My mouth pops open "you fought Freddie?"

I picture his face from moments ago at the field, he hadn't looked like he got in a fight...

Jasper scoffs.

"no I couldn't fucking find that asswipe so I sent his pussy mentee with a message instead"

I glare.

"you beat up Philip?! For what reason?"

He shrugs "He was treating you like shit, and he called me trailer trash"

I bite my lip.

"don't fucking fight people for me Jasper, you're here to stop doing that shit"

Suddenly he grins at me "ooh two profanities in one sentence I'm starting to like this bad boy Beckett"

I glare, but can't help the heat rising in my cheeks at his words.

"whatever"

He raises a brow, crossing his arms.

"seriously you're on a roll you feeling okay?"

I huff "I'm pissed off Jasper stop joking around"

He chuckles and stands from his desk invading my space so our breath is intertwining.

"I'm not joking around, I do like this side of you better"

I take a sharp intake of breath and step back what's going on?

I shake my head.

"there's no 'this side of me', you just aggravate me to no end"

He chuckles "mhmm, so why are you here?"

I glare "well now I have to write a incident report and go talk to fucking Freddie"

He smirks "there you go again! You keep slipping like this and I won't believe there isn't a bad side to good ol' Beckett"

I roll my eyes "enough, how were your classes?"

That gets him to stop, he rolls his eyes and flops down on his bed.

"let's see, Tim threatened to kick me out of class mostly for calling him Tim, English was boring as shit I took a nap, auto was decent, but I had to leave halfway to deal with Phillip"

I lift a brow not commenting on his part about Phillip, but instead nod encouraging him to continue.

"and art?"

He shrugs "was art"

I nod "fine, football?"

He lifts a brow propping himself up on his elbows.

"what about it? Teams huge, plays are basic, you're the coach so you know better then me if we're any good"

I roll my eyes.

"teams not bad, good chance you play centre line and I'm assistant coach"

He nods falling back on his bed.

"whatever"

I suck in a breath annoyed at his lack of answers and attitude. Turning to just head back to my dorm, but he speaks again

"whose the chick?"

I turn from the door lifting a brow "who?"

He sits up on the edge of his bed.

"the girl at practice practically drooling over you?"

I nod.

"oh, Beth she's a.."

I consider my words before shrugging.

"a friend, she's a friend"

He smirks and stands.

"a friend you fuck?"

My eyebrows raise surprised by his words.

"uh no"

He narrows his eyes stepping toward me.

"you sure? She was all over you"

I swallow lifting a brow.

"you were watching?"

He pauses "no...it was hard to miss"

I nod slowly.

"Okay, it's not like that...she's not my type"

He chuckles leaning against his desk next to me.

"what is your type then?"

I watch him intensely trying to figure him out. To understand this situation. Is he flirting with me?

I swallow "why?"

He shrugs "aren't we supposed to build a bond or some shit? I'm just getting to know you"

I bite my lip.

"she's not my type because I don't like snobs"

He chuckles.

"that's rich coming from a pretty boy like you"

I narrow my eyes "I'm not a 'pretty boy'"

He smirks standing from the desk walking towards me, reaching forward and twirling a piece of my hair between his fingers.

"not in the traditional sense no...but you still bleed daddy's money"