Capítulo 108: Chapter 105
AUSTIN'S POV
I couldn't help it when it came to him. With Kyle I never bred any reservations, whatever he got was the pure and unfiltered truth. And despite his reaction yesterday, I still keep to my words. He belongs to me, it was enough that he always hang out with those two friends of his, there was no way I was going to let him get close to that fucking guy. I could see right through him. I had stood outside that store and observed their interaction for a while before I went in. He's into Kyle and nothing can convince me otherwise. And hopefully he got the point yesterday and will stay out of our way. I don't know why Kyle acted so surprised. He knows me better than anyone so my reaction shouldn't have even fazed him. And I swear to God if I ever cross paths with the guy again my fists will most likely do the talking. Atleast when it came to Max and the girl, their relationship was strictly friendly. They weren't that much of a threat. I mean, I personally wish he wasn't that close with them but I wasn't that evil. I suppose I've grown since I was then because back then I wouldn't have even let them approach him. I was way more toxic and sensitive about such things back then.
" We're still on for tomorrow, right?" I asked. I had already confirmed with Miles. And I texted Jay a few days ago to tell him I was in. Our relationship was based purely on competitive rivalry. He particularly seemed to really like pushing my buttons and expecting some sort of reaction, but when it came to racing, I tried to keep things as professional as possible.
" You said it was gonna be from ten?"
I nodded. I wasn't used to competing during the day but I was actually excited about it. I was sure the experience would be different and refreshing.
" What am I supposed to do about the store? Chelsea said she'll also be attending the race so she's not an option. "
" Oh, right. I completely forgot she's dating that entitled guy. "
" His name's Dave, you're well aware of that. "
I shrugged. I did know his name. And I called him entitled because it was the pure truth. The guy took the term flashy to an entirely new level. I mean, my family wasn't that bad off either but I didn't really make it that obvious to everyone else. But five seconds of glancing at Dave and all you saw were dollar bills. Like his bikes for example. I heard he had a number of them and they were all extremely pricy. And he acted like those kids who grew up with butlers and shit, went to private schools and got their first cars before they even knew how to drive. I also believed in spoiling myself every now and then but no way in hell was I going to spend over three thousand dollars on a pair of shoes just because they were trending.
" What about -"
" Max and Kira? They can't, Max has to help his dad with something and Kira's gotta babysit her siblings. "
" Fuck! Don't open tomorrow then. What's the big deal?"
" I can't just do that, "
" What will you do then?"
" I'll think of something. Don't worry, I won't miss your race. "
I liked hearing things like that. I didn't want to put him in an uncomfortable position but I really wanted him there. After the last time he had watched me race, I suddenly felt as if he had to be present at each one of my future races. His work was important but missing one day wasn't going to hurt. We were walking down the hallway, and we walked past this girl that I had been keeping an eye on for a few weeks. She was also on my blacklist of people I didn't want around Kyle. I was great at detecting possible threats and was on a mission to eliminate them using whatever means necessary.She had been pinning something on the notice board but the second she saw us she stepped forward and blocked our way. She was pretty, I couldn't deny that. But on more than one occasion I had seen her throw Kyle some very dreamy glances that I was not happy with.
" Oh, hey Kyle!" She excitedly greeted, a bright smile on her face. She was just proving my theory to be correct. I was standing right there but she was acting as if I was in invisible. And whenever she did look at me, I always noted a dash of challenge in her stare. But I found it silly, nothing else. And it had nothing to do with the fact that she was a girl and Kyle was in love with me. In all honesty, I couldn't say with absolute certainty that Kyle was completely gay. Perhaps he was bisexual and had never had the opportunity to figure it out because he had grown fond and developed a bond with me while we had still been very young. I had taken up the space in his heart and so there was no way for him to know how he felt concerning others because he had been too invested in me. And he was also never going to find out because I would be his first and last.
" Jenna, how's it going?"
" I'm good. I'm actually glad that I ran into you. "
" Why?" Kyle asked.
" Yeah, why?" I repeated because I needed her to quit pretending she couldn't see me. And no offense to her but even if Kyle had been into girls, I doubt she would have been someone he was interested in. The thing about Kyle was that he had a type. She was cute and clearly liked colours, but she would have never had a chance with him. I could tell just by looking at her that she was the sort of person who always aimed to please more, that she did everything in her power to hold onto things that were really meaningful to her.
But Kyle was the type of person who needed someone a little hardheaded. Someone who would not be afraid to challenge him whenever they got the opportunity . I always believed that Kyle actually liked everything about me, even the things he claimed not to. Especially the things he claimed not to.
The girl looked up at me, her eyes narrowed for a second before she blinked everything away and offered me the most insincere smile ever, seriously, it was fake and there was no way to argue with that.
" I formed a Math's club, I'm still trying to finish things up first, so I decided to just ask you whether you'd wanna join?"
" He can't, " I replied in place of Kyle. He was likely planning on giving the same reply but I figured it would be much more effective if it came from me instead. I reached out and held his hand, locking our fingers together and waiting for Jenna to say whatever the hell she was planning on saying. The fact that she had the nerve to act like that when she knew Kyle and I were dating spoke volumes about how big of a threat she was. The entire school knew we were in a committed relationship. The students generally had three different reactions. There were the ones that were okay with it and cheered us on, there were those that held no thoughts on the issue and couldn't care less about what we did...and then there were the ones who were too narrow minded if I could say so myself.. For instance, the kids Kyle had run into the other day would fall into that category . Jenna most likely belonged to either the first or second part.
" This will look great on college applications, " she mentioned. She was really swift and subtle, but she knew exactly what she was doing. I couldn't believe I was mad at, and engaging in a contest with that little girl because of Kyle. Love really made you do some weird things. I looked at Kyle and saw a look of contemplation on his beautiful face. That was like a punch to my gut. I wanted him to do well academically speaking. And he always had. He just had one of those lovely brains that understood things faster and retained memory. I didn't.
" Can I think about it?" He asked Jenna but I shook my head and scoffed.
" No, you can't, " I seriously told him and he tightened his hold on my hand. His way of warning me against saying anything else. I vowed to myself that the next time she dared to approach and make any move towards Kyle while I was around I'd just ask her to stop and point out the fact that we were literally dating. It also occured to me that apart from Max and Kira, the other students thought Kyle and I had met when I moved there. So they assumed him and I had started our relationship just a few weeks into my admission there.
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