2. Matchmaker from Hell

I wasn't looking forward to school the next day. I kept looking around to make sure I didn't run into Jake. Stupid Liliana and her selfishness.

During lunch, I sat outside to eat my sandwich. He mostly sat inside with his friends and terrorized the unsuspecting nerds, so maybe I am safe outdoors.

"There you are, Jane Brown." My heart stopped when I heard Jake's deep voice. Fuck me...

"Oh, hi Jake, I said.

"Well? What did you find out?" he asked casually.

"Liliana's favorite food is chicken fingers?" I said.

"About me, what did you find out when you asked her about me?" he asked, already annoyed at me.

"Oh...um...she said you aren't her type. Sorry Jake," I said.

His eyes glowed with anger again, and I felt a familiar chill. I was so screwed.

"Not good enough," he said. "You need to try harder to convince her."

"But Jake... " I whimpered.

"No buts, just fucking do it. There's gonna be a party at my house tonight. Normally I don't invite losers, but I'll make one exception for her. I expect you to be there with her," he said.

A party? I was never invited to a party before, so I felt kind of excited. I scolded myself in my head immediately. It's not like he was actually inviting me. It was because of Liliana.

"O..okay, I'll try to convince her," I said nervously.

"You better, or else..." he said and walked away.

This was my last chance to convince her, so I went to find Liliana.

"A party?" Liliana asked. "Whose party?

"Amanda's," I lied. If I told her it was Jake's house, she'd deny me right away. "There will be a bunch of people there, so it should be fun, right?" I said.

"I guess...since when do you get invited to parties?" she asked.

"Ah...I don't know? I'm a junior now, so maybe that's why?" I offered. "Does it matter why? The point is it'll be awesome!" I tried to sound enthusiastic so she'd take the bait.

"Sure, why not. I'll go," she said.

Yes! I'm saved! Maybe she'll change her mind about Jake at the party. I doubted that, but at least she is going. I am willing to do anything to save my ass at the moment.

On the night of the party, I mentally prepared myself to face Jake and all the other people from school who act like I don't exist.

Liliana put on a cute romper and curled her hair into loose waves. She looked like a goddess as always. I wish I could look this good in rompers, but my butt looks like a pancake when I wear them and let's face it, those outfits make it ten times harder to pee. I am all about comfort and convenience.

So I just put my hair up in a messy bun because I had no idea what to do with it and put on some jeans and a shirt that looked somewhat decent. It's not like I can look cute when she was next to me anyway. Besides, I wasn't hoping to meet anyone. I was trying to ensure my survival.

Liliana agreed to drive, so I hopped next to her on the passenger side, and we were off to the party!

I looked around for Jake once we arrived at the party. Come on, Jake, come over here and sweep her off of her feet and leave me the fuck alone, I thought.

"Who are you looking for?" Liliana asked.

"No one," I giggled nervously. Liliana looked at me suspiciously. I wish I was a better liar.

I suddenly saw Jake. He was wearing a white shirt paired with a leather jacket and jeans. I hate to admit, but he looked damn good in that outfit. If he wasn't the biggest jerk of the century, I would've had a crush on him. Looks-wise he was just my type with his longish dark brown hair, deep brown eyes, and a sharp jaw. He was nicely built, probably because he had enough exercise beating up people at our school. I saw him looking at us then he started to walk toward us.

"Hey Liliana, I'm glad you came," he smirked.

"Hey," she said and fidgeted. A scowl already formed on her face like she was disgusted by him. She looked at me with fire in her eyes when she figured out what I had done.

"I'm just gonna go somewhere....else," I said awkwardly and left them alone. I can already imagine how it's gonna go. Not good.

I walked past a few people from my school, but they just ignored me as usual. I decided to indulge myself in some underage drinking. I'm at a party, aren't I?

I filled the cup up to the brim and turned around. Perhaps a little too rapidly as I bumped right into a boy's chest and poured my entire beer on his shirt. Some of it splashed on my shirt.

Great, just fucking great. I didn't look at his face right away as I was shell-shocked. With my luck, it's probably Jake again.

I looked up and almost laughed. I must be cursed or something.

It wasn't Jake but someone much worse. It was Aaron, Jake's older brother. He recently graduated from our school but not before he made his mark by being the baddest of the bad.

He had gotten into endless fights and openly smoked on school property. He didn't give two shits about anything. His brother Jake was just a tamer version of him and looked up to him. He most likely learned his evilness from Aaron. In other words, I've really screwed myself this time.

"Don't you look where you move, idiot?" he barked and glared at me.

"Oh, shit...I'm sooo sorry!" I cried and tried to blot his jacket with some paper towels.

He stared at me intently. What was he looking at?

Please don't hurt me, I thought to myself.

Am I going to die tonight? How do I keep getting myself into these types of situations? Why god, why?

"Come with me," he said and grabbed my arm. He started to drag me away from where everyone was gathered around.

Oh great, he is taking me somewhere quiet to murder me.