"Javier is loaded, though," Ricky said. "I wouldn’t be surprised if his parents could buy this whole school, it's already rigged."
Ricky was right. Javier's parents had money. I had never been to his house before for obvious reasons, but everyone said that it was huge. No wonder he got a caranda motorcycle for his sixteenth birthday.
It surprised me how I hadn't known that he had a motorcycle. I would've thought that the moment he got it, he would've shown it off. He always struck me as someone who liked to brag. That was the way he acted with his grades, anyway.
"Yeah. Did you guys know he has a motorcycle?" I informed them as we began to pick up the empty boxes and form them into neat piles. They all shook their heads and mumbled. I continued, "Well, he does. It's pretty cool."
"How do you know he has one?" Kailey asked, walking toward the trash to toss out the donut boxes.
I did not necessarily want to share the fact that Javier had to bring me home, but I did put it on myself by bringing it up. I took a deep breath, avoiding eye contact with my friends. It wasn't that I was not grateful. Despite my dislike of Javier, I was grateful. It was just a little embarrassing that someone that I constantly made known to him that I hated him was kind enough to bring me home when my own siblings weren't.
"He brought me home," I said quietly.
Kailey dropped two empty boxes and her jaw dropped, Ricky and Bella looking just as stunned. I rolled my eyes at Kailey's being overly dramatic.
"What, really?" Kailey questioned, astonished.
I nodded slowly.
"Why?" The surprise on Ricky's face was gone now, he looked more concerned. Concerned as to why I would ever ride home with Javier. Ricky knew more than anyone that I would never willingly get in a car with Javier Cortez. Well, I guessed still hadn't gotten in acarwith him.
I bit my bottom lip. "I needed a ride and he was there."
Ricky raised an eyebrow at me as Bella spoke, "That's sweet of him. Maybe he doesn't hate you."
"Well, I still hate him," I said dryly.
Well, maybe slightly less.
***
Student council had a meeting after school. Kailey and I found a seat in the front row like we normally did. She was telling me about a puppy that she almost ran over.
"And I was so scared! I really thought that I murdered that poor poodle, Eli."
"Well, good thing you swerved because the poodle almost became one with the road.”
Kailey gave me a bored look. "Not funny."
After a few minutes the room was filled with student council members. Javier made sure to get his seat in the front row, just like Kailey and me. He sat straight up, ready to listen, but he also kept stealing glances at me.
Kailey noticed this. She turned to me and put her hands in mine. "Once you beat Javier in the election, you have to stop this feud with him."
"Why?" I asked, annoyance evident in my voice.
"Because it's pointless, you hate each other for no real reason. Honestly, you guys would be so much stronger being friends than enemies," she explained. “And he actually seems pretty sweet.”
What the hell was so great about Javier that everyone wanted to be friends with him? He was not special in any way, shape, or form. Sure, he had a really pretty face and a charming attitude, but that was about it.
Our student council teacher, Mr. Rowe, cleared his throat. That was him signaling us to shut up. Thank God for him because he interrupted Kailey and I's conversation that I had wanted to be over with.
He began to inform us about events that we had going on in our school. Honestly, I zoned out five minutes into this. Nothing really happened at these meetings until it was time for us to plan an event, and since we weren't planning any events at that time, there was nothing happening.
"Mr. Richardson," I was brought out of my thoughts by our teacher.
I blinked a few times and sat up right. "Yes sir?"
"You stay after we dismiss," he told me in front of everyone like I was in some type of trouble.
