Chapter 6: Jealous?

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After reading her texts, Maverick smiled to himself, definitely amused. Josh saw his smile and teased him.

"What are you smiling about eh? Another chick you wanna bang?" Josh asked laughing.

"Sort of. Not that I have trouble getting laid though...she just seems interesting..." Maverick replied casually still refusing to think that he is starting to really like Queshia at this point. A lot more than he thought he would for some girl he just met.

"Of course. Girls apparently throw themselves at you and you just have to choose who is the hottest of them all! But on the contrary, I was wondering, why didn't you have sex with your ex Callie? She's hot and tried to go under your pants last time anyway" Charlie asked thinking about a sleepover they once had with on one of their classmate's condo not long ago.

"She's a psycho, man! Glad I found out earlier before sleeping with her. Or she could have been like my other ex that keeps stalking me from time to time. I just want to sleep with ladies who won't cling onto me after." Maverick explained smugly.

The boys then continued to talk about ladies, sex, sports and drinks before returning to school. Meanwhile, dismissal came and they already went home. 

"Oh hey, yeah, I remember, Queshia, from Saturday class right?" Maverick now replied to Queshia after coming home, pretending he didn't know that her previous messages were just some excuse to text him.

Queshia almost choked in excitement when she saw him replied. She had no idea what else to say, so she replied "Uhm yeah, hope it's alright that I texted your number..."

"Did you smile when you saw my name pop up on your phone just now?" Maverick replied teasingly, knowing just how much effect he gives off to ladies.

Queshia was taken aback, but remembered that she may have hinted too much that she likes her, for Pete's sake, she even got her number from his classmate! But still, she got what she wanted in the end. But before she had the chance to reply, Maverick sent another message.

"Now that I've officially texted you, I'm going to be obsessively staring at my phone, waiting for it to beep, so don't keep me waiting now ye?" Maverick texted slowly starting to make some moves on her.

She can't help but have butterflies in her stomach, she then replied "Well, what if I did? It's not everyday that I'd get a text."

"Yeah? Seeing your name pop up on my phone screen makes me grin like an idiot though..." Maverick replies unconsciously smiling from ear to ear.

"Well, I don't have anything interesting to tell you though, but I really do want to talk to you." Queshia replied with all honesty.

They went on texting the whole night getting to know each other, starting from learning their favorite foods, colors, and all that.

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Days passed and they still texted one another, and smiled when they'd bump to each other, but Queshia was still too shy to face him that's why sometimes she tries to avoid him, but one day, Queshia had a dance practice so she was at school until night came and Maverick knew that. So, some of her classmates offered to walk her home due to dangerous circumstances.

"Let me walk you home. It's on my way going to the bus station anyway..." Elixer offered

"No, it's fine, I can handle going home alone. Thanks anyway..." Queshia replied as she walked out of the building, only to be surprised by Maverick who was standing just outside the building gate.

"Who was that?" Maverick asked suspiciously

"Oh! Hey! You're here...what are you doing here? I thought you'd be home by now..." Queshia nervously responded due to the close proximity she now have with Maverick.

"I asked you. Who.Was.That??" He asked again impatiently

"Elixer, just a classmate of mine...why?" she answered and asked while looking at his very serious face.

"Nothing. Come on, I'll walk you home." Maverick said dismissingly

"Uh...okay? Thanks, I guess?...So, what are you doing here this late?" Queshia asked taken-aback by his actions.

"We also had a cheer dance practice" Maverick responded nonchalantly.

"Oh. Okay." Queshia responded quietly not knowing what is happening.

He walked her home while chatting a little, and when they arrived, they bid their goodbyes.

He then just texted her saying that he got home already. They then chatted on social media.

"I can't figure out if I should start this conversation with a compliment, a horrible pick-up line, or a simple "hello." You choose." Maverick chatted mischievously.

"A simple hello would do...😊 thanks again for walking me home, even if you live so far from here...have you eaten yet?" Queshia replied bemused.

"No worries. I'm eating right now...while I chat with you." he replies while eating infront of his computer.

"You go ahead and finish eating...you can chat or text me when you're done. 😊" she replies still confused how fast his mood changed from cold to flirty.

"It's fine, I can multi-task 😉" he replied playfully, determined to make her his girl already.

"Alrighty then...If you say so..." she replies not knowing what to say

"Uhm. I was just wondering how long it's going to be before you realize I like you and admit that you like me back." he asked since he can't wait any longer.

"You do? 😮😮😮" she asked a little bit shocked, but was a little bit expecting this to happen already, just not this soon.

"Yes, of course I do. You already know how I feel about you. So what are you going to do about it?" he replied teasingly.

"You never fail to give me butterflies in my stomach. And I won't be able to sleep now, I blame you." she replies happily but with contradicting emotions - whether to trust his words or ti think that this is just a game for him.

"Want to have this conversation in person?" he responds confidently.

"I'd love that...btw, are you also attending the seminar at the theater tomorrow? I was thinking if I could borrow a jacket? I heard its cold inside..." she replied flirting

"Yeah, sure, see you tomorrow then! Goodnight! Sweet dreams!" he replied smugly before sleeping.

"Thanks, you too...goodnight" she replies trying to be cool but could really not stop smiling from ear to ear.