BAD REP(16)
What the hell? And he had been shamelessly flirting with me the whole time while he had a girlfriend! I downed the rest of my drink, feeling the sudden need to get very, very drunk. Milla was watching me closely. My discomfort with Milla intensified. She was a huge gossip and was forever circulating rumors about people. So far I had stayed out of her line of fire and I didn't need to give her any reason to look at me at all.
I smiled painfully. “No, I didn't recognize him. But I don't think I've ever met him before.” I choked out, waving a hand at Lyla to get me another drink. Gracie grabbed a handful of peanuts and tossed them into her mouth.
“They're only like Rinard royalty for Christ's sake. They are the most perfect couple. It's almost sickening,” she remarked.
Sickening is right. I felt like a moron. And more than that I wanted to punch Jordan in his stupidly gorgeous face. He had been totally leading me on and that did not sit well with me. I noticed that Jordan was making a point to stay on the other side of the bar.
He asked me out and he had a girlfriend! One of my sisters to be precise and now he was avoiding me?! Lyla brought me another Jack and Coke and I drank half of it in one gulp. Gracie looked at me with a frown. “You alright?” she whispered. I gave her a weak smile and nodded.
“Fine, just tired.” I could hear my words starting to slur together and my head felt fuzzy from the alcohol.
I wanted to get out of there. But as I continued to drink and continued to get more wasted, I found that I wanted to confront Jordan f*cking Levitt and set him straight. How dare he make look like a fool?
The bar was heaving and after awhile, Vivian and Milla joined a group of Kappa Taus at a table near the back. Gracie sat with me while I threw back drink after drink. “Girl, you'd better take it easy. You're going to feel like shit in the morning.”
“Yeah, yea,.” I replied, finishing my fourth drink. “I've gotta pee. I'll be back,” I said, getting to my now very wobbly feet.
“Do you need help?” Gracie asked, laughing as I braced against the bar to steady myself.
“Nah. I got this,” I hiccuped and headed to the bathroom. After finishing up, I left the bathroom and found myself face to face with none other than Jordan f*cking Levitt himself.
“Hey. I think we need to talk,” he said, his face unreadable. Damn if I didn't still want to stick my tongue down his throat. He was too yummy for his own good. And that pissed me off even more. I tried to move around him and he grabbed my arm. “Maysie. Please, just hear me out,” he pleaded, but I yanked my arm away, almost falling over in the process.
“Get your hands off of me,” I bit out. Jordan ran his hands over his face in frustration.
“I had no idea you were a Chi Delta,” he said. I rolled my eyes.
“Makes it a little inconvenient I guess,” I mumbled, crossing my arms over my chest.
I hated how hurt I felt. But I had really started to like him. And now he was hands off. Life sucked. “Inconvenient? What are you talking about?” Jordan asked, frowning. I barked out a laugh.
“You know, the fact that I'm in the same sorority as your girlfriend. Makes it hard to tap my ass,” I spat out hatefully.
Jordan flinched at my words. “Shit, Maysie. That's not at all what I was trying to do.” I felt like I was swaying on my feet and had to lean back against the wall so I wouldn't fall over. That would just be perfect. You know, make more of a jerk of myself.
“Then what were you trying to do Jordan? Because you asked me out. When you had a girlfriend. That's skeevy,” I said coldly. Jordan sighed.
“I would have told you about Olivia.” I snorted. Like I believed that. Jordan glared at me. “Will you just stop it already. I'm telling you the truth. Yeah, Olivia and I have been together for a while. But I feel drawn to you...”
“Drawn to my tits and ass, I'm sure,” I scoffed crudely. Jordan smirked and that annoyed me even more.
“Well, you do have mighty fine tits and ass, Mays.” I drew myself upright.
“You do not get to talk about my body in any way shape or form,” I hissed.