Jake's POV

"We can't go to my house today. There was a gas leak, so why don't we go to a cafe or your house?" Ava tells me as we are walking out of an ice cream parlor. We just left school and decided to get some ice cream.

No it isn't a date

I have to at least sleep with her three times before i would even consider taking her on a date

It's just common logic

Heather hasn't confronted her, as far as I know.

She would have told me.

Right?

"Why don't we just go to a starbucks?" I suggest as I open her car door.

"Ice cream and Starbucks? Let's do it!" Ava says with a smile.

Damn...

No! No, I can't be thinking this I really need to go to the strip club,

Now that I think about it I haven't been there since the last time I went with Alex and Zach..

Woah, I have been spending a lot of time with Ava...

Nah it is just for the project, which is due in a week.

The project is simple basically all we have to do is write 3 paragraphs on WWII. What caused the war? What happened during the war? and What happened after the war?

I get in the car and start on the way to starbucks.

"Hey, how come in the entire we have worked on this project we have never been to your house?" Ava asks while looking at me.

We stop at a red light, so I look over at her and answer.

"Why? You going to try to suduce me?" I ask with a smirk and raised eyebrow.

She hits my bicep and laughs a little.

"No! But honestly why not?" Ava asks "We have always been going to my house, or apartment."

"To be honest, I don't really know, but I do know that if we do go you will most likely never want to talk go me ever again." I point out and go forward, because the light changed.

"Why would I never want to talk to you again?" Ava asks once again.

"Look, we all have our secrets don't we? So you have your privacy and I will have mine." I say with a little irritation in my voice while I clench the steering wheel.

"Hey, I am sorry, you're right. We all have our secrets." Ava says with a soft tone.

I glance at her, and notice she is looking out the windows.

"Sorry I snapped." I mutter.

"I am sorry what was that?" Ava says with a smile "Did Jake Russo just apologize? Does someone have a video recorder, this is a once and a lifetime event." Ava says while looking around the back seat for this "recorder".

I flick her on the forehead and she backs away with a laugh. I pull at Starbucks and rush to open her door.

"And he is being a gentleman!?" Ava gasps and starts looking around for the recorder again. I take one of her hands and pull her up, loses balance and lands on my chest. She pulls away but not by much, she looks up to talk to me.

"I really need to stop doing that." She says with a chuckle.

"I don't know it makes me feel like I am a Knight and you're the peasant that turned into a princess." I tell her with a smirk

"That would have been nice with out the whole peasant thing." She mutters.

"Oh come on you got to love it." I say with a big goofy smile

"Oh yes I would die for your humor." She says with a deadpanned look.

I flick her nose.

"Sarcasm isn't appreciated." I say like a parent.

"Yes Father." She says with an eye roll.

I grab her hand and rush inside, I immediately notice how cold her hand is.

"Damn woman why is your hand so cold?" I ask while holding the door open.

"Oh I don't know it is not like I just had Ice cream or anything!" Ava says with a sarcastic tone

"No, no sarcasm I thought we dicussed this." I say while poking her cheek

She has the sofest cheeks

I just did an innuendo Haha, I wonder if she does...

"Jake!?" Ava says while she stops walking.

"What, woman I didn't do anything this time I swear." I say while putting my hands up.

"Yeah, I know. Order and pay the poor woman god." We finally look at the waitress to find a desperate girl with way too much make up,

"Will you both just hurry up and order already some of us have a job to do." Barbie snaps at us

Well that has never been done before...

Ava orders because i am still shocked to be honest.

"Yeah I will get a venti- nutella frap, with extra whipped cream."

I finally look at her name tag to see her name is Kate. Ava elbows me to get my attention.

"Oh i will get a... Venti- Carmel frap with no drizzle and extra whipped cream." I order, Kate types and I see Ava start to get her wallet but i do the gentle men-y thing

And pay for our drinks.

"Hey I was about to pay." Ava says while walking up to me, and sitting down.

Another cliché

"You know what we need to be?" I ask while leaning forward.

"What?" While also leaning forward, from this close I can smell the vanilla ice cream.

Now that is not a cliché, that is more of a fetus

Which I don't have...

"We need to stop being cliché, for example the waitress, I thought she was going to flirt with me, then she opens her mouth and she is a complete bitch, you were/ are a nerd and I am a bad ass. You got upset when i paid for your ice cream and your drink." I lean forward even for more. "You know what we need to do?"

"What do we need to do?" She asks .

"We need to live our life how it is and not some big cliché, how much you want to bet that we are about to kiss," I brush my lips againist hers, "But, we are going to get interru-"

"Jake and Ava!" A bartista yells. I stand up, wink, and walk to get our drinks.

***

Ava's POV

What the hell...

I will admit, the idea of everything being a cliché is vaguely true, but I can't help but wonder what does this mean?

Jake comes back with our drinks, and sits back down.

"So what do you say?" Jake asks while taking a sip of his drink.

"I will have to decline your offer." I tell him with a smirk.

He starts to choke on his drink.

"What? Why?" He asks while honestly looking like a lost puppy.

"Well you said it yourself, everything is too cliché, it would have been predictable that I had said yes, so I said no. And if I did say yes, it was presumed that we feel in love, and that's the end it, but if we are aiming to not be cliché, you yourself was surprised when I said no." I explain with the smirk still attached.

He still looks lost, so I change the subject.

(MINI- AN: It gets deep O.o)

(PS Haha innuendo ^.^)

"You know Parents and Society aren't that different if you think about it. Your parents are always telling you to be yourself, yet they set limits on what you can do, say I wanted to dye my hair a funky color, because I felt like it expressed who I was, so I ask them yet they say no. So in fact they are not allowing me to be who I want to be, same goes for society. You are always told to be yourself, but when you do most of the time you are labeled as an outcast, wall flower, freak, or the commonly used Nerd. That is why, I think, that all the cheerleaders, jock, popular kids are fake, because they are the same as the rest of us, but they are afraid of it, because they seen what their 'friends' have done to nerds, they don't want to be like that, so they bully the nerds, to remind themselves that they have the power."

"Woah.." Jake is shocked by what i just said.

"Hey, no clichés. Right?" I say while putting my drink up in a cheering motion.

"Right." He says while tapping my cup with his.

"Where did you get all that from?" Jake asks.

"Don't forget I have been a Nerd for about my entire high school years, you learn a few things while being cramped in a locker." I say with the shrug of the shoulders.

"Damn." He mutters

My phone begins to ring. I answer to hear Flora freaking out.

"AVA GOMEZ WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!? YOU NEED TO GET HERE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!" Flora shouts at me.

"Oh shit! I will be right there." I hang up.

"What happened?" Jake asks.

"I need to go to the Strip Club!" I yell a little to loudly, and I get disgusted stares and a mother covering her sons ears.

"Oh put a sock in it!" I yell to all the people who are staring at us, well me.

"You take this no cliché thing to a whole new level." Jake says while shaking his head, I don't reply. I just rush out side and get in the car.

*5 minutes Later*

We arrive outside, and I notice that he parked.

"Why did you park?" I ask.

"Well I am a guy and I haven't been in a while so..." Jake makes a hand gesture of fapping.

"OH GOD NO! Go home and i will go back with Flora, ok?" I tell him whilst pointing at him.

"Scouts honor." He says while holding up 2 fingers

I thought it was 3

Wait that is the Hunger Games...

"Ok then, bye." I rush inside, change into my costume and as I exit I see Flora.

"Tsk, tsk any later I would have had to perform for you." Flora says.

"I am sure you would have been fine." I do my routine and get my dark blue mask.

I exit the back room just as the song London Bridges by Fergie comes on.

This song reminds me of Twaimz now, not sure if that is good or bad.

***

Jake's POV

She said to go home Jake.

Yeah but when do I ever listen to a girl?

It will be cliché...

One cliché won't hurt once and a while.

You need to stop talking to yourself

That is very true.

I park once again in the parking l walk in to notice that Tracy is on

Damn

It isn't that long because her finished pose is on display, and she rushes in the back room.

You know we haven't met before, but a nice introduction would be good I could just say I am visiting Ava.

Damn I am a genious

I walk towards the back and wait for Flora to come out.

A song I don't recognize comes on and out comes Flora. Once she starts dancing I go in the backroom to see Tracy about to take off her mask.

"Hey." I call out, from behind her. She turns around frantic.

"What- who are you?" Tracy stutters while being pushed up againist the vanity. I walk forward.

"Are you a pervert?" She asks. Embarrassed I look down and rub my neck,

Huh she has black nail polish on.

"Your that guy that tried to "save", right?" She asks.

"Yup that is me." I mutter.

"Well guy can you grab that robe on the hook?" Ava asks while pointing at the door. I nod then go grab it. I hand it over to her, and our fingers touch.

Her hand is freezing.

Upon realizing that I get an idea. Once she has her robe on I cage her in againist the vanity. She freezes with me being this close. I look into her eyes.

A bright green

I lean in even closer, and lips brush againist eachother.

"You know, I never was a boy scout." I mutter.

Then crash my lips againist hers to find out the truth.

She tasted like Nutella with a hint of vanilla.

***

Haha I am evil

Until Next Week.

-Mel♡