I Hate You...I Think (7 page)

              "I'm just being logical, Kimmy. I don't want to get my hopes up." I told her softly.

             
"Well, even if he doesn't like you. It seems there's something special about you to him," she pressed. "Why else would he would go through all this? He could have just let it go."

             
"He's an evil little monster that's why," I grumbled.

             
Kimmy sighed in frustration. "Come on, stubborn ass," she said standing up removing her towel, revealing her lavender bikini. Her long black hair was pulled up in a bun.

             
I sighed and stood as well dropping my towel. I glanced down at my dark blue bikini top to make sure it was covering me completely. My bottoms looked like a little mini skirt, but they covered better than the normal bottoms.

             
"I can't believe you made me buy this," I muttered.

             
"Flaunt what your mama gave you," Kimmy told me with a grin.

             
"Sorry, I don't like to be molested with people eyes."

             
She rolled her eyes. "Let's go rock climbing," she giggled pointing to the south edge of the beach where there was a cliff with fallen rocks clustered around it. They lead out a ways into the water. We gathered up our towels and bags and headed down the beach. I shivered as the cold waves lapped over my feet.

             
We finally reached the rocks, and started climbing up. I was sore from last night and was panting before I got to the top. The top rock was flat and we both plopped down on the cool black rock. It was wet from the sea water splashing up on it so it made it extra slippery.

             
"So what did you do last night with Oliver and his friends, aside from cooking for them?" Kimmy asked.

             
"Well, they were training for that tournament I was telling you about. So we went down stairs and I watched them practice and talked to Oliver and Jake. Then, I told them about me learning Kuk Sool Won when I was little, so Jet and I fought for -"

             
"Jet?" Kimmy cut me off. "Jet and Tyler?" She asked looking at me.

             
"Err...yeah," I told her confused.

             
"Twins, right?" Kimmy asked getting excited.

             
"Yeah Jet's got this green streak in his hair and Tyler has silver. How do you know them?"

             
"Ever! They’re my brothers!" Kimmy squealed.

             
I stared at her wide eyed. "Seriously?"

             
"Yeah, you met them once. Like when we were eleven. That was right before they left home," Kimmy explained.

             
"How do you know it's them though? There could be Asian twins named Jet and Tyler who are not your brothers," I teased.

             
"I haven't seen them in forever," she spoke excitedly ignoring me. "I have there number but I haven't talked to them since they left. I knew they lived here though, but they don't come home at all. They don't get along with our parents. And, my dad use to yell at me when I talked to them so they stopped calling," she told me sadly.

             
"Well, why don't you call them," I asked. "I mean you’re not living with your parents anymore they can't get mad at you for talking to them now."

             
"I wouldn't know what to say to them," Kimmy frowned. I snatched her phone that was hanging from her wrist.

             
"What are you doing?" She reached for her phone. I leaned away and found Jet's number and dialed it. It rang three times and then he answered.

             
"Hey," he said.

             
"Hey Jet!" I exclaimed.

             
"Ever?" He asked bewildered.

             
"Give me my phone, Ever!" Kimmy yelled at me.

             
"Kimmy, wants to talk to you," I laughed as she jerked the phone away from me.

             
"Hey," she said quietly into the phone.

             
"I'm good. How are you and Tyler doing?"

             
Kimmy looked up at me for a moment. "Sure."

             
She handed me the phone. I took it.

             
"Hello?" I asked curiously.

             
"Ever! Where were you today?" Oliver questioned. I cringed I forgot Jet was with him.

             
"Avoiding you," I told him bluntly.

             
He let out an annoyed grunt. Kimmy was snickering next to me. Who is that, she mouthed.

             
I mouthed, "Oliver". She smirked.

             
"Where are you?" Oliver demanded.

             
"A place with trees, sand and water, it's called Earth, I think," I told him sarcastically. Kimmy cracked up again.             

             
"Ever, I'm not kidding."

             
I sighed. "I'm at the beach with Kimmy, grumpy butt."

             
"Well, we're coming there," Oliver told me in an amused tone now.

             
I choked. "What? No, you can't!" I looked down at myself. I didn't want him seeing me in a bikini. Kimmy jerked the phone out of my hand.

             
"We're by the cliffs," she told him.

             
"Traitor!" I yelled at her trying to get the phone back away from her to tell him he wasn't allowed to come. She snapped it shut and shoved it in her bag.

             
"Kimmy," I whined. I didn't want to see him, and I didn't want him to see me in this bikini.

             
"Please, Ever," she begged. "I haven't seen my brother's in a long time." She gave puppy eyes and I knew I couldn't say no.

             
"Fine," I grumbled. We pulled out our towels laying them on the rock. I put on my sun glasses and we laid in the sun for a good twenty minutes before I heard running footsteps. I sat up on my elbow looking down at the sandy beach as seven boys came down the beach. My mouth dropped open instantly. Oliver had no shirt on and his abs looked glossy and amazing in the sun light. I gulped.

             
"Shut your mouth, Hunny. You’re drooling," Kimmy told me. I clamped my mouth shut, my face instantly going red. I lie back down and shut my eyes, groaning. They scrambled up the rocks to where we were.

             
"Sexy," Alex whistled. I grabbed the edge of my towel pulling over my body.

             
"Pervert," I told him reaching out to hit his leg. He jumped back laughing. The sun suddenly got blocked out. I glanced up to see Oliver hovering over me.

             
"Can I help you?" I asked annoyed.

             
"Somebody's in a cocky mood today," he smirked sitting down next to me.

             
"You’re blocking out the sun," I scowled.

             
"With good reason, you have a sun burn," he chuckled.

             
"Nah ah, are you serious?" I pulled my sun glasses off and looked down at myself. Oh, what a liar. I had put on a lot of sun screen I knew I wasn't going to have sun burn.

             
"You’re so gullible," he smirked. I punched him in the arm. He started to topple off the side. His arm snapped out grabbing me. Luckily, I reached out grabbing Jake who was just in front of me. Jake stopped us both from falling. Once Oliver let go I smacked at him with both hands.

             
"You could have killed me."

             
"Nah, you got enough flesh to cushion the fall," he told me pinching my stomach. I gawked at him. Did he just call me fat? Kimmy was laughing hysterically behind me. I turned my scowl on her. She gave a sheepish grin.

             
"So, how do you two know each other?" Jet asked looking between me and Kimmy.

             
"We have been friends since kindergarten. You have met her before, remember my eleventh birthday," Kimmy told him in a duh tone.

             
"I remember your birthday I just don't remember any of your friends," Jet told her scratching the back of his head.

             
Kimmy scoffed. "She is my only friend, nerd." She playfully punched him in the arm.

             
"Sorry," Jet cried. Tyler was smiling slightly. Kimmy grabbed him and hugged his neck tightly.

             
"Aww, no love for your other brother?" Jet complained. Kimmy hugged him too then punched him in the arm again.

             
"So are we just going to sit here beating up on each other or go swimming?" Alex asked.

             
"I think we should go swimming," Jake offered.

             
"How about diving off the ledge?" Alex grinned.

             
Eien agreed.

             
"I'm hungry," Logan commented.

             
"You’re always hungry," Jake pointed out.

             
"Well, we're going to jump," Alex said standing; Eien got up to and started walking down the rocks back toward the beach so they could get up on the cliff. As they walked away I could see they both had a similar tattoo on their back, of a bat. I wonder if all the guys have the same tattoo?

             
I'm going swimming. Anyone else want to come?" Jake muttered getting up.

             
"Yeah," Kimmy and Jet said.

             
"You want to come, Ever?" Kimmy asked.

             
I shook my head. "The water's too cold."

             
"Okay, well we'll be back then," she said leaving. Tyler followed them. I was left with Logan and Oliver.

             
"I'm going to go find something to eat," Logan said.

             
"Wait," Oliver said standing. He reached in his pocket and pulled out some money.

             
"Why don't you so to the store and get some marsh mellows and stuff and we'll have a bonfire here on the beach in a little bit when the sun goes down."

             
"Sweet," Logan replied taking the money and jumping off the rock and bolting down the beach. It was just me and Oliver now. I should have gone with Kimmy, but I didn't want to get in the cold water. He sat down next to me looking at me intently.

             
"So, why are you trying to avoid me?" Oliver asked in his smooth sexy voice. Wow, did I just think sexy? I mentally slapped myself.

             
"You were being an ass last night," I told him lying back down on my towel and put my sun glasses back on. With my glasses on I knew he couldn't see my eyes so I let them travel over his body. He was leaning on one arm his body half turned toward me.

             
"Like what you see?" He asked with that smirk I hate so much.

             
"What?" I asked bewildered staring up at him. He couldn't have possibly seen I was checking him out. He gave me an all knowing smirk.

             
"What's with the tattoos you all have?" I asked making him turn around so I could look at it. It was a bat that looked like it was flying. Its wings were up but there were holes all in them and it looked all evil and stuff.

             
"It's our symbol," Oliver grinned.

             
"Your symbol?"

             
"You know, gang symbol," he said talking in a baby voice, like I was stupid.

             
I smacked him in the arm. He snatched it and pressed it to the rock hovering over me. My breath caught in my throat.

             
"So...umm...what is your name? Like gang name?" I asked awkwardly. The close proximity making me nervous.

             
"Shadow stalkers, it's kind of fitting. Bat's stalk the night looking for their pray," Oliver gave me a seductive grin. I stared up at him.

             
"You look very beautiful today," he commented in his silky voice. His hair fell over his eyes and I want to reach up and move it.

             
"And, how many girls do you tell that to," I scoffed trying to get him to let go of my arm so I could get as far away from him as possible.