Under his command

NO REMINISCE

CADEN'S POV

Since she bumped into me this morning my mind have been stuck on her.

My beautiful Jay.

I miss her and holding her in my arms again after all these terribly long months stirred my body in unmentionable ways.

I hate this rift that I created between us but it is something I must do to keep sane.

Doesn't mean I don't miss her every f*****g minute.

Her smile, her mesmerizing smoky eyes, her soft and small body that always seemed to fit mine perfectly.

My eyes keep going back to her small figure and following her around against my better judgement.

I watch her neck tense like it usually does when someone has their eyes on her.

Her head turns as she scans the room before they finally meet mine.

I'm too far for her the see the naked hunger in my eyes and that's okay with me.

I can read the disapproving look on her face from here.

She obviously doesn't approve of the way Lizzy Coleman is clinging to me, pressing her body to mine.

Neither do I, but she's a cheerleader and it's kind of tradition to have them at our table at lunch.

Plus I'm in some kind of arrangements with her.

Sexual arrangement.

It excites something inside me to think that she might be jealous but the thought didn't hold for long.

For f***s sake this is Jade we're talking about.

My untamed eyes follow her to the table she favors now that we don't sit together anymore.

This one is at the far end of the cafeteria and when she turned, almost catching my eyes on her again, I look away and try to focus more on what the annoyingly clingy empty head stuck on me was saying.

The guys on my table, mostly from my team, are deep in a conversation about a supposedly lit party holding this Friday at Candy's.

And the girls are more invested in which guy would be taking them.

I already know I'm not going so there's no need joining them.

That's all they care to talk about every time and honestly, it's beginning to bore me.

Lizzy tries to puppy eye me into agreeing to take her but there's only one person with puppy eyes that can bring me to my knees and it's not hers.

I scoff at the hopeful, possessive look she's shooting me.

Just because I let her with me in school too doesn't mean I'm hers.

I'm not taking her or anybody else at that, anywhere. Not even myself.

"Dude you coming to the party right?" Kyle, one of the guys ask me.

"No I'm sitting this one out."

"Come on man, everyone is talking about it. You should come with us."

"I don't think I wanna be at any party. I might just hit the gym."

"But baby you have to," Lizzy whined in my ear already pissing me off but missing it.

"and a party trumps going to the gym anytime. Who even does that?"

I ignore her this time too tired to do otherwise.

"And if you don't go, who will take me then, hmm?"

Funny how dirty and unappealing it sounds when she uses endearment on me.

It's about time I remind her what we have is a no strings attached, s*x only relationship because she  seems to be getting too involved and oddly possessive recently.

If it'd been a certain five foot two, dark haired junior, calling me that I would be tempted to lay my life on the line for her.

No questions asked.

I get fed up with them trying to goad me into going to the party so I push my food aside and leave the table without saying anything to anyone.

It took so much of my control to subdue the urge to turn and check on her again but I know that if I give in and turn, my legs will definitely carry me over to her and what will I say then?

I go out of the cafeteria and down the hallway to my locker.

It's the same one I used last year.

It's almost impossible to retain one locker here for longer than a session but I made the most of the 'almost' and pulled the right strings. Let's just say it worked.

It's closer de to Jay's and that's why I wanted it.

The off chance that I get to see her in between classes, perceive her unique scent is worth the effort.

We're not in the same class so that doesn't happen often.

I put in my number combination, it's the same one I used last year too.

The secret is, unscrambled, they represent her birthday. I don't think she's figured that out yet.

I sift through my stuffs. Books, my drawing kit, my earphone 'so this is where the little piece of s**t went', more books, some personal stuffs...... It's not here!

I always make sure to carry it with me and now it's gone?

Fuck!

I hope no one else gets their hands on it before I do.

I run back the way I'd come, going back to all my previous classes. I don't find it in any of them and panic begins to settle in the pit of my stomach.

Not many things in this life matters to me but loosing that or having it in someone else's possession doesn't even begin to settle with me.

What if they go through it.

Fuck, f**k, f**k!!!

I push my fingers through my hair not giving a damn if I messed up my hair.

I try to figure out possible places I might have lost it while striding back to my locker to search it again on the off chance that I might have missed it the first time.

I pray I did.

As I got closer, I see her. Most of her face is hidden by the fallen locks of her hair but I would know that small fireball anywhere.

She looks indecisive as she stares at my locker like there's something she wasn't sure she should do.

It looks like she reached a decision because she starts to walk away before I can make it to where she'd stood.

She doesn't even notice my presence as I hasten to cover the distance between us in a few strides.

"What are you doing hanging by my locker, Jay?" I ask her, my voice almost a whisper.

She stops mid stride and take her time facing me, her small body tensing.

I could almost hit myself for slipping and using the old nick name I'd stuck on her.

I bite down on my tongue but the faint blush coating her checks was so damn cute that I forgave myself for that one.

She looked like she was going to say something but her faces scrunches up in an expression that has me looking behind me before she could get the words out.

Sure enough and true to my suspicion, Lizzy is making her way down the hall and towards us.

Jay rolls her eyes at the angry girl matching to our direction.

"Seems you are going to be busy for a while, I guess we'll talk about this later, see you then, Caden."

Her voice. God, have I said I miss her?

I block out Lizzy's jealous rant about Jay being the reason I'm ditching her Friday night.

This is why I can't ever date her. I don't have the energy to deal with her insecure ass.

I don't blame her though, if I were a girl I'd feel insecure and burning with jealousy around Jay.

"I said I'm not going to the damn party. Not with you or anybody."

I have to pick between going for my next class and continuing my search for my book.

Going to Mr Fredrick class trumps because even though finding that book is important to me, Mr Fredrick happens to also be my coach and can stop me from playing in games for missing his class, captain or not.

He's the only teacher I'm allowed to have any semblance of fear for because of that. Missing games isn't a road I want to walk down.

I leave Lizzy and her ranting ass where she's still going on and on about how I have to take her the party.

Well, seems like her brain cells finally died off and now she can't understand simple explanations like I'm not going to any party come Friday.

If she continues the way she's going right now, the only place she'll be going will be as far away from me as possible.

JADE'S POV

The only reason chemistry class is bearable for me is that I'm lab partners with Chelsea Morgan.

The tall brunette is actually the only person I talk to in this school. We've been friends since elementary school.

I have my suspicions that she became friends with me in the first place because she's always had a maxi 'insta' crush on Caden and being his best friend then, I was like the access card to getting any close to him.

Over the years though, she's stopped quizzing me so much about him and paid more attention to really being my friend.

It not like she's totally over her obsession with Caden, for Christ's sake the girl has pictures of him all over her room, but now we talk about just us every once in a while.

I'm early considering the class is still half empty and 'Baldy' is not even here yet.

In case you were wondering, Baldy is a nick name that stuck on Mr Baldwin for generations now. It might be as a short form for his name or just because the man is actually bald, I'll never know for sure because it didn't start with me or anybody in my year at that.

I stroll over to our table and seeing as she's not here yet, I begin going through what we have today.

My fickle mind drifts back to Lizzy instead of staying put on the chemistry book I was trying to read.

The look she'd shot me when she saw me standing with Caden earlier had been blood chilling and threatening.

Is she being those notes? If yes then why?

It's not letting kw I'm a threat to whatever it is she has with Caden. We were never an item and he's never liked me that way. There's no way he'd start now, not when he's severed ties with me.

"Off in wonderland again, I see. Hope my baby isn't starring in this one." Chelsea jokes as she takes the seat next to me.

"Go away Ches, this is serious. I got another note today." I move closer to her to avoid being overheard.

"it's scaring me that someone keeps getting into my locker despite the fact that I keep changing my combination because of them."

"Hey there girl, everything is gonna be okay." She tries soothing me.

"Anybody you pissed off real bad recent or in the past?" She asks trying to play Sherlock.

I raise my brow at her, like she even needed to ask that. The answer is no.

But in the past........still a no, but I can't be so sure.

"Nope." I answer just to get her talking again.

I spy Baldy coming into to class from the corner of my eye and I hush Ches.

She quit playing Sherlock immediately as we silently agree to leave it for some other time.

The experiment Baldy is expounding on is one I love so much, Chelsea hates it though, so I let everything else fade away except my grousing partner and the teacher.

It seemed like the time flew while we were at it much to my disappointment and Chelsea's glee.

I attend a couple more classes, one with Ches and the other without, before the reliving bell went off.

Ches had to run almost immediately, something about having to be somewhere for her mum.

I detour and trudge down to the football field, taking a seat on one of the freshly painted benches.

I watch him play like the pro he is. No, I didn't come for this reason. I still have his book in my possession and seeing him play, well that's just the bonus for my troubles.

I thought I saw him smile in my direction but it must have been my imagination.

He calls out orders to his team mates in his resonating voice that always spurs others to do his buddings.

Perks of being team captain I guess.

I had to wait after the game so he could go freshen up after the game.

"Having come to me not once but twice in one day and without any coercion, now that's the definition of a surprise." He jabs when he finally gets out. "isn't it, little Jay?"

I roll my eyes. Of course it is, I think sarcastically, like I'm the one that suddenly started avoiding him.

"I wouldn't be here if it wasn't necessary, Caden."

"So what brings the princess to me, again." He drawls the last part.

I sigh out, "I guess you've been missing this since this morning."

I pull the book out of my bag.

I watch his eyes widen then narrow to slits in a space of a second.

"Where did you get this from."

I almost roll my eyes again at the look he's levelling me with. Like I'd intentionally touch it knowing it's his.

"I found it after I bumped in..... "

"Did you open it?" He interrupts.

"No."

He looked more calm and relaxed after that answer and it spiked my curiosity about what he's written in there.

"I guess you expect a thank you for this." He smirks.

I would have dared to think it beautiful if I wasn't already immensely pissed at his attitude.

Egomaniacal jerk.

"You know, knowing the person you've become, I don't."

I turn and head to my car.

"What in the red rock river blazes." I scream.

I vaguely hear Caden running to me and asking if I'm okay as I stare at the slashed rubbers that Thad been my tyres.

Tears flood my eyes as they land on the white sheet stuck on my back wheel.

It has the same scrawny writing and signed with the same sickening smiley face.

"This is what you get when you don't read my note!! Damn Jade."