Authors note: I still have no idea where this story it going. No clue. At the end of this chapter I will ask you guys some questions.
Jamie looked up to find Ingrid eying her suspiciously as she walked into Headquarters. Beside her was a guy with his arm around her waist. It was the same guy who had argued with her just a few minutes ago. He also caused Checkmatey to throw a hissy fit and leave her in the hallway alone. Not that she cared, right?
What the fuck are you doing here?She asked the boy in a annoyed tone. Someone always knew it Jamie was angry when she cussed. She normally didnt. The boy tipped his hat off his head and moved it towards Ingrid as if gesturing to her. At this moment, Jamie didnt notice Fillmore in the side of the room who was cleaning up his spilled coffee. He dropped his cracked cup into the trash can and sighed.
What were you doing with Checkmatey is my question?The boy replied with a smirk. This triggered Jamies memory. Yeah, her memory wasnt as good as Ingrid but certain this stuck out. Like that smirk. Like Checkmateys damn voice.
He was asking me a question. Thats all.Jamie tried to answered simply, but she ended up biting the bottom of her lip as a nervous habit. Fillmore had picked this up yesterday when they were talking about Checkmatey and her being alone in the same room. He raised an eyebrow and walked over to Ingrid, taking his position by this boy. He was now Fillmores enemy.
Fillmore and Ingrid both gave her looks indicating they knew there was more. The boy glanced at them both, knowing they had a connection. He felt awkward I swear. Calm on. Ive only known him for a day.Jamie emphasized a day to get the message across. She shuffled her way into Vallejos office to leave the three alone. Sitting down onto Vallejos seat, she didnt notice the boy walk in after her. After she heard the door shut, she noticed.
Go away.Jamie muttered, rolling her eyes gently. She placed her feet on top of his desk and glanced over at him. He was leaning against the wall with his hat covering his eyes, but she could tell he was looking at her.
Are you allowed(A/N: Every time I see that word I think of when the sophomores wrote Only Sophomores are aloud to write on this board in World Studies .xD Idiots.) to put your feet on his desk, Jamie?His voice even rang a bell in her memory. She cringed at it and glare...More Cartoon Sex Stories...