Just Roll With It: a Just Us novel by Niki Hager Read Free Book Online Page A

break's up. Let’s continue." Oh, thank you Lord Thor and Professor Weiss. I've never been so happy for class to start. In the words of New Found Glory "What Will Happen Next I Don't Wanna Know."
    Jock-Jack unfortunately stays next to me, casually focusing on the side of my head. I peer back at Roman when passing back the paper stack, like I always do. Staring has become a thing. Him catching me look during this class ritual. My stomach twisting each time. I get giddy, wondering the what ifs.
    Gah, Jock-Jack needs to stop looking at me, because he is really starting to freak me out. Oh, god! Is that what I look like to Roman? Am I the creepy fucker freaking him out? I may need to rethink my strategy.

    The rest of class was boring and uneventful aside from Jack-Jock and his inching his way uncomfortably close to conveniently ask me a question. And to give me a cocky smile. I officially, very badly, want to smack it off his face. Poor guy, he probably isn't as bad as I'm making him out to be. But I do distance myself from people like him for a reason.
    "Class dismissed, I'll see all of your pretty faces Thursday," Weiss sings.
    Oh, Professor Weiss is something. He has nick named a few others in the class. I haven't been singled out for that honor yet. He probably sees how big my eyes get in their pleading, when he looks anywhere near my general direction. Yeah, he knows I'm terrified to be picked. I should suggest to him my personal nick name for Jack-Jock, though. He would likely find it funny and use it.
    As I'm about to walk out the door, I am halted by a voice.
    "Hey, Rigbee, can I talk to you?" Jack-Jock asks, way too easily.
    Has he not taken the hint? I tighten up.
    "Sorry, can't right now. Busy," is all I can muster being put on the spot. It's a trigger.
    "Busy? We were let out ten minutes early, busy doing what?" He puts his hands in his pockets and grins, knowing full-well he got me. I know he's going to ask me to partner with him. I don't, and probably won't, have one. I think I'm going to end up stuck with him, so I make the crap decision and figure I might as well be nice.
    "Busy being an introvert. Sorry, I don't do well talking … well, talking to people."
    A devious grin stretches across his face, "I see, then we don't have to ta—”
    "She said she was busy, bro ," a deep voice coming from behind me cuts him off.
    Roman . The sound of him saying bro is funny. I don't think bro would come out of his mouth naturally. The thought makes me giggle. However, when I look behind me, it's to see him scowl, and suddenly nothing is funny. Eyes slanted, nostrils flared, jaw tight. Nope, not funny. Wow, random plot twist. Though, not an unwelcome one. He's staring Jock down as if he'd just killed his kitten. Okay, so maybe Roman's not the kitten kind of guy.
    "Ah. Okay, I get it now," Jack-Jock sneers, and with disgust and disapproval clouding his face, he shakes his head back and forth.
    "Get what?" I ask, looking back and forth look between these two guys who, before today, had not ever verbally acknowledged my presence.
    "I see now, I'm not your type," he says condescendingly and walks out.
    "What the shit was that?" I exclaim. "What was with you and Jack-Jock?" I ask Roman, secretly thankful he came to my rescue but a bit annoyed he thinks he can jump in out of nowhere.
    "Hmph. Jack-Jock, more like Jackass," he grumbles and walks straight through the doorway, not looking back. No goodbye or anything. I gape after him, brows raised and mouth falling open.
    "Unbelievable," I grunt and throw my arms up in confusion.
    I just so happen to know he turns right to go to the end of the hall elevators. I'm not a stalker, I swear, I only noticed last week. I, on the other hand, have to go left and take the stairs. But I can't help but pause at the doorway.
    I watch as this brooding boy with a brown backpack struts straight toward the elevator. He slams his hand unnecessarily hard on the down button. Something got to him just