Lily Hates Me: A Love Story — Chapter 45

"Whelp...at least he openly admits his unquenchable thirst for you. I'll give him props for that," Sarah remarked after I gave her the rundown of Tony's atrocious behavior at the roof.

"Whose side are you on anyway? This is not okay. To think I was starting to like him a little. I thought, hey...maybe he is not a bad guy after all. It felt like he actually respected me when he took care of me the other night. But now, he is acting like I am an object," I facepalmed in frustration.

"So, what are you going to do about it?" Sarah wanted to know.

"Nothing. I am going to ignore him until graduation," I declared.

"Good luck. He doesn't seem like the kind of guy who gives up easily. I say go for it. I bet you'll love it with his huge...."

"SARAH!" I snapped and glared at her as a warning.

She started to laugh hysterically. "I am sorry. I am only kidding, don't bite my head off," she said.

I sighed. She is not taking this seriously. At first, I thought Tony was joking with me last night but today at school he kept making lewd gestures at me and saying sexual things under his breath.

Someone passed me a note in class.

I love the way your nipples get hard when I look at you. Want me to lick them for you?

___Anthony Dean.

The note said.

Ohmygod...ewe...ohmygod! I croaked out loud and dropped the note on the floor in shock.

"Everything okay, Summer?" Mr. Burns asked.

"F...fine, sorry," I stammered and picked up the note then shoved it in my backpack.

"Looks like you are distressed about the note you just received. Mind you, it is rude and disrespectful to pass notes in class while I am trying to teach. Care to explain yourself?" he narrowed his eyes.

Oh god, this is bad.

"Um...Mr. Burns, I am sorry for disrupting the class. It won't happen again," I said meekly. Please don't tell me to read this out loud, my inner thought screamed. I saw Tony from the corner of my eyes looking at me. He smirked when our eyes met. Does he have no shame at all?

Mr. Burns sighed. "Fine, sit back down. You are lucky I am not asking you to read the note to the class. Since you are a good student, I will spare you the embarrassment."

Thank god, I am saved.

Anthony was also looking at my direction. I wondered what he was thinking. Should I tell him about Tony's ungodly behavior? I should warn him not to be friends with him again.

After class, I caught up with him.

"Hey Summer, are you okay? Why did you yell in class?" Anthony looked at me with concern.

"Um...it's nothing," I said. I should probably tell him the truth, I thought. "So about Tony..." I started.

"What about me?"

I was startled as I heard his voice behind us. "Is there a time you don't think about me, Summer?" he smirked.

"I have better things to do than pollute my brain by thinking about you," I barked.

"You are so cute, playing all hard to get. Isn't she cute, Anthony?" Tony looked at him. Anthony chuckled in response. "Oh by the way Summer, I wanted to thank you," he added.

"Thank me for what?" I asked.

"For talking to me about this guy here," he said and slapped Anthony on the shoulder. "I decided to forgive him and become friends with him again. Isn't that great?" he smiled at me.

Oh, great...now I will see him even more.

I was having breakfast with my parents one morning when my uncle Ryan visited. He was my mom's brother and he and my dad had the weirdest relationship. According to my mom, he was my dad's main target back in his bullying days. Now they are adults, so my dad obviously doesn't bully him anymore, but, he still teases him sometimes while my mom glares at him from the distance.

"J...Jacob please, I am trying to tell Summer about my trip to Paris last month. S..stop interrupting me," Uncle Ryan scolded him.

Oh yeah, forgot to mention. He always had a bad stuttering problem. Ever since he was a teenager.

"Yeah dad, I am interested to know what he did," I said.

"Who cares about his boring story about how he met his new boyfriend there?" dad exclaimed.

"I...I don't have a b..boyfriend, jerk. I am not even gay," Uncle Ryan narrowed his eyes.

"Okaay...how about a girlfriend? Did you lose your virginity yet?" dad asked casually.

"JACOB!" mom gave him a warning stare.

Uncle Ryan's face turned beet red. He looked down and mumbled something under his breath. Oh, em gee...is he really still a virgin? Aww... maybe I should help him find someone.

"WHAT? I am just asking. Hey listen, Smith. You are getting too old to fuck around. How about I hook you up with Ms. Jenkins across the street? I heard she is recently divorced," dad said and looked at uncle Ryan with enthusiasm.

"Dad...Ms. Jenkins is 75 years old," I giggled.

"So what? Don't age discriminate against her. She is a nice lady. Last week she made me a whole plate of brownies and called me a Studmuffin," he smirked. I saw mom rolling her eyes. My dad was quite proud of his good looks and my mom was completely over it.

"I...I am lea...leaving. Goodbye Jacob," uncle Ryan said and got up.

"Whoa there, don't leave. I am just messing with you, buddy. You know I love ya," dad chuckled and sat him back down.

The doorbell rang all of a sudden. "I'll get it," mom declared and went to open it. I wonder who could it be. It was Saturday, and we weren't expecting anyone.

"Summer! There's someone here to see you!" My mom yelled.

"WHO?" I yelled back.

"Your friend Anthony!" she said.

Anthony was here? That's unexpected. I am not going to complain as I wanted to hang out with him anyway.

My face fell when I looked at Anthony Dean. It wasn't the Anthony I was looking for.

"I'll let you two talk. Why don't you come in, sweetheart," my mom let him in and smiled at him sweetly. Did she forget how mad I was at him the other day? Way to invite the enemy in Mom!

"What are you doing here?" I demanded to know after my mom left.

"I came here to invite you to my house for my birthday party," he smirked. He was acting like we were still friends after how he behaved with me and it was pissing me off.

"Why would I possibly want to go to your stupid party? I hate you!" I said.

"Ouch, stop trying to hurt my feelings. What if I told you Anthony wants you to be there?" he asked.

Even if he does, I should stay away from Tony.

"I am not interested," I said.

"Well then, suit yourself," he grinned.

"If that's all, you may now exit the..." I started to say but was interrupted as his unholy mouth pressed against mine. He loudly pecked my lips and let go of me. I almost lost control of my feet and fell backward as he let go so suddenly.

"You...you..." I started to stutter like my uncle.

He chuckled and walked out the door.