Shark Bait (The Grab Your Pole Series) by Jenn Cooksey Read Free Book Online

shove Jeff in the shoulder but before he could, Jeff grabbed Tristan’s wrist and twisting it behind him, Jeff jumped on Tristan’s back and using his hair as reins, Jeff tried to get Tristan to carry him into the locker room piggyback. However, I guess Tristan wasn’t cool with that plan because he then flipped Jeff over his shoulder and dumped him unceremoniously on his butt. The wrestling match continued until they weren’t visible anymore and unlike the tenth grade boys who’d been showing off in my P.E. class—who could really stand to learn a thing or two from these guys—neither Tristan nor Jeff ever bothered to look back to see if their antics were being appreciated by us girls. And I can’t really speak for anyone else, but I enjoyed every second of the show thoroughly.
    “I swear, they’re like puppies…” Kate said to herself with a silly grin on her face, telling me that she appreciated the boys’ performance as well, and hinting that maybe this wasn’t necessarily a show, but just how they behave on a regular basis. “Hey Melissa, I’m gonna get outta here. Camie, do you want a ride home?”
    “Sure, thanks!” Yeah, like I’m gonna choose walking home over getting a ride with Kate, who I’m rapidly starting to not only like a lot , but who I’m also realizing might just be the key to unlocking the treasure chest that is Tristan.
    Now, with having just witnessed the whole kissing thing, if I were a cat, I’d probably be dead right now because I was bursting with curiosity about what the deal with her and Jeff was. So, I decided to just be forthright and asked, “So, I’m dying here, what’s the deal with you and Jeff?”
    “He’s my ex,” she answered simply.
    “Huh. Do all ex-boyfriends kiss their ex-girlfriends like that?” I nudged her with my shoulder. I can totally tell Kate still has a thing for him and I’m guessing she might want to get back together. I think they look good together, so I’m pulling for her.
    She laughed. “No, just him. I’m always having to convince myself that I broke up with him for a good reason, but then he does something like that and I find myself admitting just how much I adore him.”
    “Well, if you like him as much as you do, and I hope you don’t mind me asking, but, why did you break up with him?” Inquiring minds want to know…
    “Because he’s a complete jackass, just like Tristan said earlier today,” Kate answered and then gave me yet another thoughtful look. “He habitually ditches school, flirts with practically every girl he lays eyes on, and sometimes he gets out of control if he drinks too much or gets high. He was stoned back there…you know that, right?”
    “I guessed when I saw that his eyes were all red.”
    “Yeah, well, Tristan will talk some sense into him and if that doesn’t work, he’ll beat the shit outta him until Jeff does what he wants,” she said and laughed as she unlocked the car doors with her remote. Then, taking her seat behind the steering wheel, Kate clicked a button on the dashboard and looked into the driver’s side review mirror, presumably to check her perfect makeup or hair while the convertible roof of her new model, cherry red, mustang was lowered. (See what I mean about the cool cars and such?)
    “I thought Tristan said he was done dealing with Jeff’s crap,” I said, sinking down into the cushy leather of the passenger seat.
    Before Kate started the car she shot me a sharp glance, making me wonder if I’d just crossed a line or something. “Camie, don’t believe everything that comes out of Tristan’s mouth. In fact, I wanna talk to you about something I’ve been thinking about all day, but not here. Let’s go someplace where we won’t be interrupted,” she suggested and as the mustang’s engine roared to life and settled into a nice purr, she looked at her side mirror again with a triumphant smirk.
    “Okay, sure. Just tell me where we’re going so I can let my mom know. I