I blushed, forgetting that Julie and Brenda were also friends.
“Yeah, I stayed at Jet's. No big deal, though.”
Brenda raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, right. I guess when that handsome stud bought your artwork he sure won you over, didn't he?”
“No, no, are you crazy? Absolutely not. He hasn't won anything. It was just a one-time slip on my part. I was actually out with Benny last night. I just needed to do something, anything to try to get over my ex, ya know?”
“Really, that's all it was?”
“To be honest I don't even remember much about it. Drank too much. But yes, I'm just trying to get that jerk out of my head, and Benny suggested spending the night with someone might do the trick.”
“Benny suggested you sleep with Jet? Are you serious?”
“No, he actually vehemently insisted I not sleep with Jet.” I laughed. “He just meant a guy in general, but thought Jet was a bad idea. For obvious reasons, of course.”
“You are sure in a pickle, aren't you?”
“Yeah, it seems that way.”
“So, what kind of gun is he packing?” she said, chuckling.
“Oh God, are you actually asking me this?”
“Well yeah, he's a stud. And since I don't have a prayer of having him ask me out, I'm curious.”
“Well, although I don't remember a lot of the mechanics of the evening, I do recall being pleasantly surprised, so the boy is definitely packing a lot of heat,” I laughed then, winking at her.
“Wow, I'm so jealous. I can't remember the last time I had sex.”
“Brenda, please, I barely remember it. Just pieces. It could have been a wild disaster for all I know.”
Brenda shrugged. “I don't know. Men like wild disasters.”
I chuckled. “Maybe.”
“So are you guys a thing now?”
“No way. He's already slept with me; I doubt I'll ever hear from him again.”
“I think he really likes you, Natalie.”
“No, he doesn't. I'm just the next thing for him to conquer. And then he will move on.”
We got to class and settled down in our seats. I settled in as the professor made an announcement to the class.
“Class, I want you all to be prepared for next Thursday. Class will be a little bit different that day and I
want you to take that into account. We will not be meeting in the classroom, but in the gymnasium this time. So don't be late, and don't skip that day, as we will be having a special project.”
I shot Brenda a disappointed face as I thought about the project. It had to be a sports-related themed project, and the thought of it bummed me out enormously. I had a strong dislike for sports of any kind, so the idea of a project based on it was disappointing, to say the least. I took it for what it was worth, however, and buckled down for another art class.
When class ended, Brenda and I grabbed our things and headed out to the hallway.
“So what do you think the project will be about?” Brenda asked me.
“I have no idea, but I think it's going to be severely lame if it's in the gym. Like, what is she going to have us draw? Basketballs and catcher’s mitts? Borrrrrring.”
Brenda laughed, but it was cut short when she stopped suddenly. I looked away from her, only to find Jet standing there, waiting for us outside of class.