Playing Chase (Against The Wall) by Prestsater Julie

Author:Prestsater, Julie [Prestsater, Julie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-08-22T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE - Melissa

Pulling the short straw sucks. Although in this case, I can handle the torture of having to deal with Chase Marino, because I have so much fun talking shit to his dumb ass. On second thought, it’s kind of getting old, but hey…it keeps us busy.

“Hey dipshit,” I call out to him when I enter his empty classroom. “I just came by to give you some good news.”

He mutters something under his breath that I can’t quite make out. The fool is sitting at his desk eating a chocolate pudding cup of all things. It’s kind of hard to take him seriously and be mean to him, when he’s eating like a little kid. I kind of feel like a big bad bully and I should not feel bad when dealing with Chase. He’s done enough evil in his lifetime to have to take crap from girls around the world for the rest of his pathetic life.

“What do you want, Melissa?” he asks, with a loud exasperated sigh.

I’m the one who should be exasperated. I’m the one who gets to see the emails from the public sex-chick and the cat lady.

I plop myself in a student desk in front of him, tired, and needing to take a load off. “Can you believe your dates are still trying to contact you? I had to block their asses. Those women were a little psycho, don’t you think?”

His eyes roll back with a shake of his head. “This coming from the woman who set up a fake online dating profile for me and pretends to be me, while talking to said psychotic women? Yeah. That makes sense.”

He has a point. “Look, I just came to tell you that we’re putting your dating extravaganza on hold until after Summer’s wedding. We have too much going on right now to deal with your Internet groupies.”

“Oh, I guess I should be thankful.” He’s even more irritable than usual.

Before I can say anything else, Tiffany comes in with a stack of papers piled high in her arms. “Done. I think I got a contact high from all the fumes in the copy room.” She stops in her tracks when she catches my gaze. “Oh, hi, Melissa. I didn’t see you.”

“Hey. I know exactly what you mean. I think some of my students volunteer to make copies for me for that exact reason. That office needs a fan and some open windows.”

She nods with a smile.

Chase is quiet, his gaze darting back and forth between Tiff and me. Then, it’s like something flashes in his head and he rushes over to his student teacher. “Here, let me have those.” He takes the heavy stack from her hands and gives her a weak smile before turning away from her with a frown. Something is troubling him. I can see it in his eyes. He looks like someone just stole his pudding cup. He looks like a broken-hearted man.

When his back is turned, Tiffany closes her eyes and releases a long sigh.

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