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Chapter Nine: Cause I'm Your Boy Friend, Nomi

"You can't keep me here forever!" I exclaimed.

Jordan laughed. "Do I hear a challenge?"

I gritted my teeth. "I'm serious!"

Declan called back. "Naomi, it's for your own good."

"No it isn't!" I retorted. "And you guys can't lock me in here!"

"Actually, yes we can," Bennett said matter-of-fact.

I groaned and plopped backwards onto the bed. The guys were right behind the door to the room, leaving me for privacy.

I'm still in the same room I woke up in. Which I found out is actually Bennett's room. Which isn't all that surprising. What is surprising is this that it isn't Bennett's house, more specific, his parents's house. It's his condo. From what Jordan says, it's a bachelor pad condo. He lives here all alone with only a maid who comes here Mondays, Wednesdays and Saturdays. But where I am doesn't really matter to me anymore. What does matter to me is why I'm still here.

They're actually going to lock me in here against my will. I told them I'm feeling better now (well mostly anyway). I told them I'm fine going back to school. They told me no. I told them I'm fine going back home. They told me no. I told them I'm fine going to the bathroom by myself. They told me no.

The refused to let me leave this room. I can't miss another day of school, even if Jordan used his computer skills to trick both my parents and school. I'm itching at the classwork and homework I'm missing (it's a nerd thing), I can't ask anyone in school to tell me anything I missed (it's a Naomi thing). and I obviously can't ask the guys.

They're suspended for a three weeks. Yes, three weeks. I'm not surprised that they're suspended. I'm surprised they're suspended for a three weeks. Principal Barnes won't let them off that easily, especially what the three of them did that Monday. They should have gone for a month, maybe even two. People have been suspended longer for less. Once a couple's PDA (Public Display of Affection) was caught by Principal Barnes when they were in the janitor's closet. The both of them were suspended for two months on different times so they won't see each other when the other was suspended, they couldn't see each other for four months straight.

But Jordan explained to me that Bennett actually bribed Principal Barnes to suspend them for three weeks, one week each for the three of them added together. He said that she was "one tough cookie to break", his words, not mine. I won't be caught dead uttering those words. Bennett did the same thing he did with the Starbucks manager. Only Principal Barnes wasn't so moved by it until Bennett brought the price higher and higher. Jordan told me they both wore the best poker faces that you could see their faces in a dictionary. It wasn't until Bennett brought it to four digits times three that Principal Barnes's flickered and she gave in a couple of more dollars later. None of the three's parents were called into the school, Bennett took care of it all on his own. 

"Hey Naomi," Jordan asked tentatively from behind the door. "Are you still mad?" 

The pillow smashed onto the door. I heard a yelp that must have come from Jordan. I smiled in triumph.

"I don't know. How about you come in and see for yourself?"

There was a pause. "Nah, I'm good."

I glared at the closed door where the three of been camping out.

I threatened, "You're lucky there's a door between us-"

"And a floor, and a bed, and a blanket. Am I forgetting anything?" Jordan asked.

"Y'know, this counts as kidnapping, right?" 

"Being held against your will in a place you don't know?" Declan asked.

Before I could answer, all of the guys said in unison, "Nah."

"I prefer calling it doctor's orders," Bennett told me.

I blinked. "I didn't see a doctor." 

"I said prefer," he corrected me.

I groaned again. "You guys, I don't want to be here."

There was a sniffle behind the door.  I flinched at the sound. Was one of them sick? Did they catch a cold? But then there was another sniffle. No, it can't be. Was that-

"You don't want to be here?" Declan asked me.

"I thought you liked us," Bennett said in confusion.

"What do you-?"

"How could you?" Jordan wailed.

"No!" I cried. "I'm sorry! I like it here! I do! I really do! I-I'm going to sleep to get better. Okay? Just stop crying."

I went under the covers of the bed. Even though it wasn't my bed, it was still comfortable. The pillows were fluffy, the blanket was cozy. I couldn't help but smile at the nice bed.

"O-okay," Jordan agreed, sniffling.

"Hand me a tissue you, will you?" Bennett muttered to Declan.

Declan blew his nose. "Yeah sure." 

I began to pretend to snore. The guys were silent for a moment. Half of me thought they stopped crying for my sake, and didn't want to wake me. But the other knew they were just joking, but it was nice to play along.

"Do you think she's really asleep?" Declan whispered to the others.

"I don't know," Jordan whispered back. "Let me check."

The door creaked softly as it opened. I snuggled my face into the pillow, snoring slightly louder. I knew that Jordan's face was probably peering into the room, studying me. Then I heard footsteps walking towards me. I could actually feel his presence looming over me, practically inches away from me. When I thought my nose couldn't take any more of the fake snoring, I felt a soft pat on my head before he tucked the covers for me. With his footsteps receding, I heard the door creak again. Then it quietly closed for my pretend slumber.

"Yeah, she's asleep," Jordan said

"Good," Bennett said. "I'm glad the sleep medicine we put in her food finally kicked in. She needs the sleep, but she hasn't been getting any ever since she woke up."

They drugged me? With food? What kind of cruel person would put drugs in something as innocent as food? Ooh, they're going to get it when I wake up after this fake sleep. But it does explain why I'm getting drowsy. I held back a yawn so they wouldn't listen. 

"Hey, you guys?" Jordan asked.

I did my best to open my eyes to keep awake. Just stay awake a little longer to hear what they're saying.

"Are you worried?"

"Worried about what?" Declan asked.

"Naomi."

There was a slight pause before Bennett finally said something.

"Maybe it was a mistake doing this." Bennett said, but before the others could interject he continued. "It was first day of school of the Contract of Starbucks, and already she got hurt. I don't like thinking what it'll be like next week, then next month, and the months after that. It's our fault she getting more attention because of us."

They were silent for a moment.

"I don't want her to get hurt," Declan muttered.

"I like her," Jordan said, before quickly adding. "As a friend, of course."

"She doesn't deserve any of this," Bennett said. "I thought, we thought, that when she signs the contract that's it. We'll protect her from them. But actually, we just made things worse."

I shook my head. I wanted to tell them they were wrong. I don't care about any of that stuff. I'm just happy I finally have... f-f-friends. It's still hard saying... that.

"But besides school, we have other stuff to worry about," Declan pointed out. "The Lost Boys are starting to appear in our territory."

The Lost Boys? I thought. Is that some sort of name? Who are they? I doubt they're talking about J.M Barrie's book, Peter Pan.

"The Lost Boys?" Jordan asked. "I thought we agreed that we stay in our city, and they'll stay in theirs. What are they doing all the way over here?"

Declan shrugged and continued. "One of them tried to jump me at the subway." 

"The sandwich shop?" Jordan asked stupidly.

"Yeah, the sandwich shop. Of course not you idiot, I mean the train station," Declan retorted, I heard a thud and and knew Declan hit Jordan.

"Shh," Bennett said. "We can't wake Naomi."

"And that's the thing," Declan said. "If, no, when they see Naomi with us, they're going to target her first chance they get. Her life is danger just being next to us."

It was a bit ironic since they're social status is in danger just being next to me. But I don't think this is a time to be joking. What do they mean by target? And how is my life being in danger? I know they are in a gang. But when I think of a gang I think of a group of guys just hanging in front of a store talking smack. Either that or they sing and do musical numbers time to time during a gang war like in West Side Story. But then the thought of how both of the gang's leaders died didn't do me any good.

"The Lost Boys are lost without their leader," Bennett said, ignoring Jordan's snickers. "They're scrambled and disorganized because Nicotine's away for a while. We should take this at our advantage before they do anything to Naomi."

Who's Nicotine? Who are the parents sad enough to name their kid Nicotine? What do they mean by taking it to their advantage? The questions were swirling around in my head. All were going to be left unanswered until they think I'm ready to know all of this.

"Yeah, you're right," Declan agreed. "We're going to have to do something before it's too late."

"But when should we do it?" Jordan asked. "The last thing I want is for Naomi to see us beat up times three compared to her."

"We'll think of something." Bennett said.

I heard the floorboards creak. They must be getting off the floor and going to leave. Footsteps were starting to walk away. But one of them stopped.

"Hey," Jordan said. "Did Naomi stop snoring?"

In reply, I snored at him. All three of them chuckled to themselves.

"Man, she's cute when she snores," Jordan admitted.

"Let her sleep," Bennett said. "She should value it before our life messes up hers."

Declan grunted. "Then let's do something about it before that happens."

I blinked a few times. I want to know what they're talking about. I want them to stop worrying about me. I don't want to feel like a burden to them. I need to find a way to change their minds. For them to realize I'm ready to know what their life is. 

I stared at my bruised hand and curled it into a fist.

But my fingers unraveled. My eyelids drooped, they began to feel very heavy. A yawn escaped from my lips. I snuggled deeper into the warmth of the bed, and let the sleep come to me.


"Ice cream, soda, cherry on the top: who's your boyfriend, I forgot," I sang.

He watched at I started to sing the alphabet while jumping the rope by myself. He was sitting on the bench by himself, after taking a break from playing with the other boys. 

"A, B, C, D-"

But all of a sudden he jumped up and stopped me. I almost tripped on the rope, but he caught me before I fell down. I didn't want to scrape my knee like last time, it hurt and I cried even though he tried to comfort me.

"Domi!" I exclaimed. "What did you do that for?" 

"The song you were singing. It said who's your boy friend. So I stopped it at the letter D, he told me like it was simple.

"Why?"

"Cause I'm your boy friend, Nomi." Then he looked at me like he didn't trust me. "Why? Is there another boy who's your friend?"

I shook my head. "Of course not Domi! "

"Oh, yeah?" He said. "What about Ray?"

"Ray?" I said in surprise. "He's not my friend. He's always mean to me."

I frowned at the bad memories. The times he pushed me on the ground. Colored over my drawings. Knocked over my building blocks. And stole my chocolate chip cookies when I wasn't looking.

He crossed his arms and looked away, frowning. "I know. But he's always around you and I don't like it."

"No, Domi. You're my only boy friend!"

His frown turned into a smile. "Good."

"But this song doesn't mean friends that are a boy, it's different."

"Different?" He asked, confused. "I don't get it."

"It's not like friends. It's like... um..." I blushed and turned away. "Um, never mind."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him. "C'mon tell me."

"The song is not about friends who play together." I tried to explain. "It's the type of friends that, y'know, um..."

"Nomi..."

"Kiss each other," I blurted out, then I placed my hand over my mouth for saying that, blushing bright red.

He let go of my hand and blushed bright red too.

"Oh."

I played with the hem of my shirt. "Yeah..."

"Nomi, d'you think we'll be like that?"

"What?" I yelled, for the whole playground to hear.

"Shh," he said, make me be quiet. "Don't be so loud."

"Sorry."

"But d'you? Become friends that kiss?"

I looked at the ground. "Why, do you think I'm cute or something?" I asked nervously.

"Y-yeah, you're the prettiest girl in school," he said, embarrassed. "D-do you think I'm cute too?" He asked hopefully, looking at me.

I nodded shyly. "A bit..."

His face lit up. "So you think we'll be friends like that?" 

"Friends that kiss?" I asked which he nodded.

I was quiet for a moment before I said, "Maybe... But only if you promise me this."

He smiled, his eyes brightening. "Anything."

"You don't leave me."



Another chapter done. Phew, that's a relief. I think I'll update by Saturday hopefully. So how do you like this chapter? I like the name, The Lost Boys. I can be so proud of myself sometimes.

And I'm thinking of changing the title to The Bad Boys's Good Girl. What do you think? Nah, I'm just kidding. It doesn't seem just as good as The Good Girl's Bad Boys.

This chapter is dedicated to Abby_Grace98. Hey, that rhymes! I just realized that. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. And I'll see you soon.


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