Arch Enemies Ch. 02

Erin leaned back as she massaged her temples and released a heavy sigh. Yesterday's events had left her drained but determined, and along with the janitor, she was the first one to enter the school the next morning. After sitting down at one of the library tables with books, the newly arrived librarian gave a startled glance at Erin then wearily ignored her to brew herself some coffee.

It was 5 a.m.

Erin was angry at the situation she was in. The damn bastard, Brady King, was going to make the next few weeks of her life a living hell. Although the two were the smartest in their class, they could not have a more different work ethic. Brady sat in the back of the classroom, rarely participated, and never studied a day in his life. He went through life relaxed, but he was always able to complete the hardest of tasks better than anyone else.

She, on the other hand, worked her butt off for everything she had. She studied hard and always did her homework. She stayed after sports practices and continued to train while everyone else went home. And while she was pretty and popular, money was no luxury for her family, and she worked the summer and weekends to make extra cash for clothes, shoes, makeup, and any other need her parents couldn't afford. Her car was a clunker her older brother graciously found and repaired for her. Erin's outward confidence, however, overrode the fact she wasn't wearing the trendiest and sexiest outfit or that her car was old and ugly. But she did work hard for everything she had.

Another sigh escaped Erin as she realized it was already 8:30 and school was about to start. She did not feel like she had done anything, and it was then she realized the she had looked at every single book the library offered, and that they had barely any material on Queen Elizabeth at all. It looked like she was going to have to spend some money on better sources, and Erin groaned at the prices running through her head. She miserably wondered if she could even afford the books at all. As she dejectedly turned to exit the library she ran straight into a brick wall.

"Ooommpphh," she muttered against her barrier, and when strong hands grasped her shoulders to hold her steady, she realized she had hit no wall.

She looked straight up into the face of Jeffery Daniels.

"Hey Erin," the smooth voice purred down at her. The beautiful face behind the syrupy voice, a combination one brash junior girl said could melt the panties right off even the coldest prude, continued to unabashedly grin warmly and suggestively down at Erin. He began to rub his strong hands up and down her arm.

Erin took a large step back.

"Get off me Daniels. I'm sure you can find another more willing victim that would love the infamously experienced Jeffery Daniels t-to stroke her like a heated kitten!" She took another step back for good measure.

He gave a bark of laughter. "Yes, my dear sweet Erin, but none of them ever present the challenge you do. I mean, when are you finally going to start putting out? You know all of us on the Varsity football team want you. Hmmm, I'm sure the entire J.V. football team wants you too while I think about it." He paused a second. "Except for Brady. He's the only one of us that doesn't talk about you when locker room chat on Erin Carlisle gets raunchy. But I can see the fire starting to build in those beautiful green eyes of yours, so before you scratch me like the little heated kitten you are, let me show you what I brought you."

With that, Jeffery whipped out a few books from out of his expensive leather jacket. Erin's squinted eyes opened wide when she read the titles in front of her and realized they were all popular and well renowned authors on Queen Elizabeth I. Nothing like what the library carried.

"Oh! Jeffery, how did you find this?" she nearly screamed the question in his ear, but he took a step closer to her none the less.

"Does this make you happy my little book nerd?" he asked as he began to wrap his arms around her. In her excitement and relieved stress, Erin let Jeffery wrap his arms around her and she happily used his shoulders to jump up and down.

"Yes! Jeffery, you have no idea how upset I was when I couldn't find anything in the library. But where did you get them? Did you buy these?" she asked calming down in puzzlement and embarrassment. Her cheeks heated at the thought of someone buying her books because they knew she couldn't afford them, and she lowered her eyes.

"Not really." He lifted her chin. "Look, I know how much you love the old hag. You'll need these for your paper you're writing about her in Mrs. William's class. Use them to get that 'A' you are destined to make. Okay?"

The kindness of the usual sly and crude Jeffery Daniels brought down Erin's defenses. She leaned into his body as he hugged her tight.

"Thank you Jeffery," she mumbled against his jacket. "You have no idea how much this means to me." She looked into his eyes to show her sincerity.

"You're welcome," he whispered as he leaned down to kiss her smiling lips.

"Ahem," someone grunted behind them, stopping Jeffery's descent and bringing up both of their heads to stare.

Brady King stood behind them with his arms crossed while holding on to a dangling green plastic bag. He grinned sardonically at the couple in front of him. Erin blushed and tried to pull away, but Jeffery firmly wrapped his arm around her shoulders keeping her next to him.

"So, are you sleeping with the class slut?" Brady asked darkly.

Erin was stunned with the question, but as she opened her mouth to respond with an answer she did not have, she realized the question was not directed at her.

It was about her.

"Now, now broody Brady, you know of all the people in this school, I am the biggest slut of them all," Jeffery responded lightly. "As to the first part of your question, I am trying everything in my power to make that happen," he finished seriously.

Erin stood there dumbly, unable to comprehend the things coming out of either of their mouths. The boys continued to silently glare at the other until Brady's condescending eyes flashed to Erin's. An undercurrent of something that Erin could not understand ran through his expression. The look disappeared as a cold disgust took over.

"My, my, what a whore you have become. You can barely kiss one day, and the next you are practically crawling over someone in heat." He smiled, and Erin shivered with the cold indifference behind it. "You two will make each other very happy." And with out another look he left.

Jeffery looked after the retreating Brady curiously but returned to look at Erin with a smile.

"I really have no clue what has happened to him, but don't worry. I really don't think he cares if we date."

Erin laughed internally at the last statement. He was right. She was the last thought or care that crossed Brady King's mind. She shuffled dumbly along with her new books at the insistence of Jeffery's hand, and as the two walked down the hall, she wondered when exactly she had begun dating Jeffery Daniels.

Behind them at the other end of the hallway an angry hand violently stuffed a green plastic bag through the swinging door of a trashcan.

A plastic bag filled with brand new Queen Elizabeth books.

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Once again I know there is no sex and these chapters are really small, but I am new at this and am ready to rectify these problems. Well, atleast the length of the stories, but the sex is going to have a nice, fiery build-up that will leave you breathless... Hopefully. Thank you for reading and please leave any comments!

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