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My Friend Is Boyfriend

*7 months earlier*

"Jayne hurry up! I wanna go, check out sweaty football players before school," my best friend Emmye whined from beside me.

"Shut up Em, we both know the only football player you want to see sweaty is John." I chuckled shoving the rest of my things in my locker and shutting it.

"That's-s-s um, no, I don't... ok well.... So his chest is made from Marble or something," she replied looking a million miles away. I love Emmye to death but that girl was crushing harder than a stripper on a pole in John. Every time she saw him, she would forget what she was doing. Hell! She even walked into a locker one time because she was so busy looking at him she forgot about her surroundings.

"Let's go Em," I said grabbing our arms and linking them together so we could walk to the field together, "There he is," Em squeaked as the Field and John came into view.

"Emmye, if your grip gets any tighter, I'm gonna lose my arm." I hissed as John and a few of his friends jogged up to us.

"Sorry Jane," she apologized slowly loosening her grip then tightening it again as John and his friends reached us.

"Hey Emmye, Jayne," John greeted giving us both smile but his smile towards Emmye was a little more friendlier than mine. He had an evil like glint in his eye like he was up to something.

"Aren't you gonna introduce us," a guy with dark green eyes asked looking at me in interest.

"Well this is Jayne and my girlfriend Emmye," John introduced motioning me and Emmye to his friend. I did a double take for a second and looked at Em who was turning a bright red color.

"Did you forget to mention something Emmye?" I asked looking at her in disbelief, Emmye has never kept anything from me. Hell, she even told me about her first time (Which I almost gagged when she mentioned it).

"Well are you gonna say anything," I asked halfway irritated. It's not that I wasn't happy for her, because I was just kinda mad, she couldn't tell me her dating with the guy, she had been drooling over since senior year.

"No, it's my fault Jayne, see Emmye and I have gone out on a few dates and I had planned on asking her to be my girlfriend today. So, I figured, I would just classify her as it, since I was gonna ask her," John explained taking Emmye's hand, "So will you be my girlfriend," he asked dropping her hand and cupping her face.

"Hell yea, I've wanted you to say that since I can remember," Emmye answered before kissing him. I felt happy for my best friend, the guy she had wanted since the beginning of time, had finally asked her out. I couldn't be mad at her for John's stupidity. I watched the happy couple kiss for a second more before turning to John's friends who without shame were checking me out.

"Yo blonde, my eyes are up here," I said to the blonde who looked like he was undressing me, "Damn sorry, but you got a killer body," he replied still not taking his eyes off of my body.

"Dude seriously, it's one thing to check her out, but to be thinking what I think you're thinking is just wrong." The guy with green eyes chuckled punching blonde in the shoulder.

"Really Rye? You had to punch me," blonde asked taking his eyes off of me and turning toward green eyes.

"Brad, you were practically nailing the screw with your eyes chill. Ryan just helped you get your focus," another guy said standing beside Ryan.

Blonde mumbled something, I couldn't understand before turning toward me, "Sorry about that Jayne, I'm Brad, this is Ryan and that knucklehead on the side of Ryan is Noah," Brad aka blonde introduced.

I shook all their hands and returned the greeting before turning to see where Emmye and John were. I saw they were standing in the same place with identical mischievous glints in their eyes, and knowing Emmye whenever she had some type of glint in her eye, it was never good.

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