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I grabbed Jake by his shirt and pushed him against the lockers while I attacked his mouth with mine. He quickly figured out what was happening and moved one hand to the small of my back, the other on my butt. I wrapped my arms around my neck. He pulled me closer to his chest and dominated the kiss.

I tasted his caramel like breath in my mouth and fought the urge to moan, but as he held me tighter and sucked on my tongue gently I had to moan. I sighed his name into his mouth. Unlike Chace he didn’t find it funny he found it attractive and made the kiss more passionately.

There was a cough and we broke apart gasping for air. I swiveled in Jake’s arms to look at the person; it was Chace.

“I need to get to my locker,” he gesture, parting the air his hands with a violent speed, for us to break apart and move.

I couldn't stand Chace's face like that. I must've been imagining it though. He said he was 'Just messing around'. He didn't actually care about more than his best friend asked him to. He had no claim over me. I was free to kiss whoever I wanted. I'd like to kiss Chace against the lockers, I thought which was quickly followed by a mental slap and questioning what was wrong with me.

Despite how much I liked Chace- and I honestly hated to admit that, I couldn't let him win this one. I would've felt a little worse about using Jake if he hadn't spent the entire summer playing me.

“Your locker’s not over here,” I growled.

“I need to get to Adam’s locker,” he corrected and I realized I was making out with Jake on my brother's locker. Gosh, what was wrong with me? Adam could've shown up any time. Or he could've seen us in general. Or some one could've told him. When Chace said he wouldn't tell did that apply forever or just that night?

“Go away,” I snapped and locked my lips with Jake again who seemed more than pleased at my reaction to Chace.

Suddenly I was jerked back into reality when I heard a voice call out from behind me, “Skye Barker!”

I broke off Jake and took a few steps away from him when I realized it was Aaron who barked that.

“What?” I choked out knowing I was in trouble when I saw him beeline toward us from behind Chace.

Aaron firmly, but not enough to hurt me, pulled me by the wrist so I was standing next to him and further away from Jake. He jabbed a finger at Jake and glared.

“I told you to stay away from her,” he growled.

“Dude,” Jake said with possibly the cockiest smile in the history of human kind, “she kissed me.”

I wanted to punch the idiot. That wasn't going to help his or my case. Please tell me this won't get back to Adam.

“And they say chivalry is dead,” I muttered under my breath sarcastically.

“Shut the hell up and leave her alone!” Chace snarled and took Aaron’s place because it seemed he was too shocked to speak.

Jake pushed himself off the lockers and winked at me causing my jaw to drop at his forwardness, “See you later.”

Before any of us could respond he had walked away. The two boys turned to glare at me. I rolled my eyes at Chace. I could understand Aaron being upset, but why would Chace be? Did he make a bet on my love life or something? Because I wouldn’t put it passed him.

“What the hell, Skye?” Chace hissed.

Aaron shot him a weird look before looking at me again. His eyebrows knitted, “At the end of the summer you said-”

“I know what I said!” I interrupted because I didn’t want to hear my own words.

The next few days after Jake didn’t call me back I figured we were over. Crushed as I was, I was pretty sure I’d get over it. Until on the four day he called to tell me. Hearing the words ‘see you around’ come out of his mouth made me snap for some reason. I suppose it was the realization that I might actually have had to see him again.

Aaron became glued to my hip for a week after that until he met Jen and they started going out more. He had begun to feel guilty about leaving me so I lied and said I hated him and I would sooner kill him than touch him sexually again. He probably didn’t believe me though, something in his eyes told me otherwise, but he was so desperate to go out with Jen he’d believe anything.

I never hated him; I just hated what he’d done to me.

“Why’d you kiss him?” Chace yelled with dark eyes that I’d never seen before.

“Shush,” I warned, “Adam could be coming.”

He rolled his eyes and scoffed rhetorically, “Why don’t you just fuck him now?”

“It was just a kiss,” I whispered. I suddenly regretted lashing out in spite of him and Aaron.  It hadn’t helped me in any way. I didn’t even know I needed help.

“Sure,” he scowled.

“I’m serious,” I stomped my foot knowing and feeling that I appeared to be a spoiled brat; “I could kiss anyone. It doesn’t always mean something. You should know that.”

"What's that supposed to mean?" he growled.

“Why did you kiss him?” Aaron curiously asked from beside me.

“Just messing around,” I winked at Chace.

He mouthed dropped open slightly and I almost peed myself with satisfaction- though the peeing would’ve quickly undone that. His shocked expression quickly became dark as he pulled his jaw up only to clench it.

I was getting to Chace. I was pissing Chace Mathews off. It was pay back. All Those years he'd mocked me and now it was my turn to get him back. Only I didn't like it. I hated hurting Chace. And I hated admitting even to myself that I like him.

I smirked anyway, trying to appear unfazed, and dragged Aaron away so we could talk. I figured it was time I told him the truth.

A/N: You guys are the best! Whenever I'm not in the mood to update you leave the nicest comments and I get it done. However I didn't really have time today so sorry if it's kind of short. I hate updating short chapters, but I was in a rush. Comment, vote, and fan!