Enemies with Benefits by KiKi XoXo (ebook reader web .txt) 📕

again if it's something Mrs. Oliver set up it's probably something to do with art which she is good at and likes doing, but for her career I don't think so.

 

After another couple minutes they say there goodbyes, and Paige sits back down. I can this is stressing her out. 

 

"I think you should go." I say, and she looks up at me. "Even if it's not what you want to do... you know look at options." I shrug my shoulders. 

 

"Yeah.. but Juilliard, that is some serious stuff." She looks away and at the phone in her hand. "Mrs. Oliver's aunt teaches there apparently, and Mrs. Oliver sent her a video of all my performances so far. I might get a scholarship." 

 

"That's awesome Paige." I sit up. That is huge, that isn't something that happens everyday. Juilliard offering a scholarship...  I didn't think that did happen.  "You need to go... you might be surprised and actually like it." I knudge her gently. She lets out a breath and nods. 

 

"I leave in the morning." She says now looking at me. "The flight is already booked actually. Mrs. Oliver said she would drag me if she had too."  I smile happy she is going, but if she is going to go in the morning she needs sleep. 

 

"You should go get some sleep then."  I say, she shakes her head. 

 

"I'll sleep on the pla-" the nurse comes back in. We both sit up ready for some answers. 

 

***

 

"Hey at least you didn't have to stay there all night." Paige says, walking with me back to my dorm. The nurse told her to make sure I get to my room, take my medicine and go to sleep. It's now 12:11, and the party is starting to die out, which is surprising. We get noticed by a couple of the guys, and they just wink at me. I shake my head at them.  Paige ignores them, or maybe she doesn't see them.  "Jeepers, it's a bit early for a party to be ending." She does notice that though. 

 

Once she has me in my room, she acts like my mother sitting me on my bed. Then she runs to my bathroom getting my water, and offerin it to me for my dumb pill. Apparently, I'm getting mono. Which is highly contagious I'm pretty sure yet Paige is still helping me. She forces me to lay down, and then she grabs a couple things from my desk.  Laying what looks like my phone and a bottle of tylenol on my night stand, she smiles down at me. 

 

"Are you gonna be okay now?" She asks. 

 

"Of course." I say.

 

"Call me if you need anything."  She says, and I nod. "I'm gonna go then." 

 

"Thank you." I say, as she opens the door. 

 

"Anytime." Then she is gone, and I let sleep take me.

 

****

 

Having Mono sucks ass. I can't do anything, no school, no hanging out witht the guys, no practicing for baseball, no nothing. Jason and Wyat stop by and check on me frequently, which bugs me more. Wyatt does keep me up to date with every thing going on outside my dorm room though, I guess that is a plus. It's been three days though, and I'm getting stir crazy. I've almost called Paige to see if she would come and just keep me company, she is in fact the only company I actually want, but I don't want to bother her. I do wonder how her Juilliard visit went. I do also wonder why she hasn't gotten ahold of me, I thought she would've even just a text but she hasn't. 

 

I get up making my way to the kitchen, downstairs. It's Wednesday and school is still in for another hour. I grab food, and go back to my room being sure to not touch to much. I of course washed my hands before I left my room ever and I only touch the fridge door handle, and the container grapes. But I plan on eating them all anyways. Having Mono over a common cold is a somewhat good thing in ways, I'm getting plenty of sleep. I also have been drinking lots of water, compared to the amount I already was drinking, annd eating lots of fruit and vegies.  Gotta make sure I stay healthy for when I'm not sick anymore. I get back up to my room, and I pull some grapes from the vine and open up my compuer, checking my email for homework. When I see all I have is a history assignment, I turn it off and put my lap top back on the desk. It just made me think of Paige. God not knowing where we stand is horrible. I'm sure it's adding stress, and that's bad. 

 

I flick through channels on my tv for a while, deciding on not going back to sleep. I've slept almost all day yesterday I should do a little bit more today. There is a knock on my door, and Jason comes in.  

 

"He is alive!" He jokes, and I just nod. Not wanting to get a conversation going. I still don't know for sure what's going on with him either. "Well, I'm happy to see you aren't sleeping. You're eating too that's good." 

 

"Yeah.. I'm not dead." I say looking away from the Tv and over to him. "Hows life? School?" I sit up, wanting to move on to a different topic other then me. He sits in my desk chair, and spins arond in a circle twice. I role my eyes, he has to think about it. 

 

"Not much really... Baseball stil hasn't officially started... the play is still postponed... everythings been normal." He sighs stopping when he is facing me. 

 

"Postponed? Still?" I ask, popping a grape into my mouth. "I thought they had the double for me?" 

 

"Well... yeah for you... but not for Paige.. or the director." He laughs, and now I'm lost. "Mrs. Oliver took Paige somewhere a couple days ago, they aren't getting back until  like friday night." 

 

"Oh... she is still at Juilliard." I sigh, and that explains it. Now I feel a bit better. I wonder why they're staying there for a week though. That's a long visit.

 

"Juilliard?" Jason ars his eyebrow. I nod, happy he didn't know. 

 

"Apparently they might offer her a scholarship or something." I say. Jason leans back again, thinking about it.  "She told me about it at the hospital."

 

"She was at the hospital with you?.. Now it makes sense why you went there. Let me guess she dragged you?" He sighs standing up. 

 

"Practically." I sigh, but I can tell he sense something about all of this. 

 

"Well it's nice knowing she is looking out for you..." he sighs. "She's a good person." I nod she is. "She's a good looking person."  I nod again. He knows already that I think she is hot, I mean who wouldn't. "Why don't you go for it then?" He asks his interest peeked. 

 

"Because, she is my tutor, and the musical, and Mr. Parker told me he would fail me if I even tried." 

 

"Aren't you failing already?" 

 

"Yes, but I decided to stay on his semi good side." I reply. "Anyways, she's a hard shell to crack, I've tried a little bit." 

 

"Hmmm... well I guess I'll let you get back to... what ever you were doing." he says, and I say goodbye.  I let out a breath hoping he still thinks Paige and I have no connection at all. Paige and I need to sort things out. I need to talk to her and explain. Once she gets back I'll hopefully be  all better and we can finally work this out  this weekend. "Oh!" He pokes his head back inside. "I almost forgot to tell you... Saturday I'm taking to team on a trip... but you still aren't feeling good I'll leave you here." I just nod, wondering what kind of trip he would be taking to team on.

 

Laying down, after twenty minutes of nothign being on tv, I go back to sleep, wanting the week to zoom by.

Chapter 37- Abruptness

Paige's POV

 

I don't think I've ever gotten out of a car so fast in my life. Once the taxi brough Mrs. Oliver and I back to school grounds I took off.  I mean the whole plane ride back from New York she just talked about how much I'd love it there. Which yeah I'm sure I would, the visit was great. Of course my week in New york was clouded by thoughts about Jake and if he was getting better or not. I still know I don't want to go to school for the arts, but I still think I would like it at Juilliard. I of course tottally forgot to grab a phone charger too, so I haven't had my phone for the past couple days to text him either. Now I plug in my phone, and grab my car keys. 

 

It's a friday night and his dorm is dead, lights off and everything. Either there is a party somewhere else or everyone is already sleeping. It is eleven though, maybe there is something they plan on doing in the morning. Shoot, Jake might be sleeping... I don't want to bother him... maybe I should come back in the morning.

 

"Hello?"  I freeze oh shit. I better not get in trouble. But that voice isn't a teachers, in fact it's Jakes.

 

"Jake?" I turn and I can't help but smile. Big and bright, he is up and walking. Although I can't see good enough to see if he is better or not. "How are you feeling? Better I hope... where is everyone?" A light flicks on and I blink adjusting my eyes to the bright light.  

 

"I'm good." He says, looking around. He look into the kitchen and rec room. "I guess there was some party or something... or maybe they all went on that trip." He shrugs his shoulders. I'm almost ticked off that he isn't happy to see me, I mean I rush over here to see him. I shrug it off, I can tell he still isn't feeling to good, and I'm assuming he is mad because he wasn't a loud to go on this trip he is talking about. 

 

"I see..." I say, now unsure what to do. "I came here to see how you were doing..." I add, everything is slightly awkward now.  "Ah.. what trip are you talking about?" I make conversation, not wanting to  go back to my dorm. I slept on the plane ride, so I'm not tired. I shouldn't keep him up though. 

 

"Jason was able to get a trip lined up to go watch some major league game... open to the whole school. The game is in the morning, but they left earlier today." He roles his eyes, and it makes me smile. Jake just isn't a big fan of his brother.  

 

"Ah.." Now things are awkward. Again we aren't on good terms, things between us are like a rollercoaster. Right now we're in the middle of a ruff patch, and so we are unsure around each other.  "Well, I guess now that I've seen you.. I know you're okay.. I'll let you get back to what ever you were going to do." I finally give up on