Three Strikes: Chapter 23

The weekend was over before I knew it, and I was already back in hell, school.
Girls were gossiping in the school hallways about who they hooked up with after the winter formal, and guys were counting how many girls they got to grind with in one night.
I rolled my eyes at the immaturity.
Biting my lip, I saw Jesse leaning against a locker, talking to Jessica.
He didn't look as flirtatious as usual.
In fact, Jesse looked irritated.
He rolled his eyes whenever Jessica giggled.
He looked behind Jessica, and noticed me watching him.
My eyes widened, as I blushed, quickly walking by him.
"Wait, Kendall!" he called out.
I stopped dead in my tracks, turning around weakly.
Jesse had caught up with me, holding my arm, as Jessica glared at me with envy.
"Jesse, we were talking." Jessica gritted through her perfect, white teeth.
Jesse fegined a sorrowful face.
"Oh, sorry, Jessica. I just need to talk to my girlfriend." Jesse smiled.
I stopped breathing. Girlfriend?
A growl escaped Jessica's perfect, pouty lips, as she stomped her feet.
"Fine!" she gave up.
She approached Jesse, holding the collar of his t-shirt.
She narrowed her eyes, and planted a kiss on Jesse's soft cheek.
"I'll see you later." she giggled, pushing past me.
As soon as she was out of sight, I looked back up at Jesse.
He was wiping his cheek with the back of his hand.
I raised my eyebrow in amusement.
"She left something gross and sticky on my cheek." Jesse groaned.
He sniffed the back of his hand, making a face.
"What the hell? It smells like cotton candy."
I laughed, smacking the side of his arm.
"That's because it's lip gloss." I explained.
Jesse chuckled, walking down the hall with me to class.
"Well, girls shouldn't use it. It's disgusting." Jesse grinned.
"But, it's the thing that makes guys fall head over heels for them. Pouty, shiny lips." I sarcastically said, rolling my eyes.
Jesse paused. "Well, I like natural girls."
His gaze met mine, but he quickly looked away.
I felt my heart beating.
What was this feeling? It was weird.
"L-like who?" I boldly asked.
Jesse's lips curled as he stared off into space.
"Someone like-"
Before Jesse got to finish, someone called out my name.
I sighed, turning around to see Scarlett waving me over.
Why was it times like these when Jesse and I always got inturrupted?
"You can go. Chemistry is just down the hall, anyway." Jesse assured, shoving his hands in his pockets.
I bit my lip, and nodded. "I'll see you later."
I caught up with Scarlett, as she raised an eyebrow with confusion.
"What were you doing with the jerk?" she snarled.
I rolled my eyes. "Jesse's not a jerk."
Scarlett stopped in her tracks. "Why are you defending him?"
"Because he's not a jerk. Honestly." I frowned.
Scarlett smirked. "Oh, you are so falling for him." she muttered.