Dirty Desires

Chapter 5

"I still can't wrap my head around how I'm supposed to act like I like someone I really can't stand," I tell my sister as we stroll into the cafeteria.

It's the first step in seeing if Carter might notice me. Clara wants to gauge how much effort she'll need to put in to catch his attention. I told her earlier that punching him a second time would be the perfect way to do it, but she was totally against it.

"Alright," she replies, glancing over to the table on the far right. "I see him, and he's got a woman sitting on his lap. Of course, he'd be doing something like that right here in the middle of the cafeteria."

I can hear the jealousy in her voice.

I follow her gaze and shake my head in disgust. This girl was nothing like the one we had seen him with earlier. At least during their relationship, he would always be with Clara in public, not showing up with a different girl every other moment. However, I wish I could say the same for his actions behind closed doors.

"This is the first test," she tells me as she speaks to me like one would speak to a toddler. "Walk towards them and spill water all over their table. I want to see his reaction to you and your actions."

Seriously? This was her big plan? She wanted me to act clumsy in front of her ex-boyfriend to gauge his reaction to me?

"I'd much rather punch him," I tell her.

She looks at me and hands me a cup of water. " Come on, we don't have much time left."

I press my lips together in annoyance and snatch the cup from her hand. Neither Carter nor the girl sitting on his lap seems to notice me as I walk toward them. I suppose that's a good sign for now. The upside of not being popular is that you can walk right by someone, and they won't even see you. I've grown to enjoy being in the background, but I wouldn't be doing this if my sister weren't so heartbroken after her breakup. I'm holding onto the hope that, in time, she will move on and ask me to put an end to this plan.

As I walk closer to them, I clutch the cup closer to my chest. I can't believe in just a few more seconds I will be throwing water all over their table.

"Carter!" Someone yells his name as they bump straight into me. My eyes widened when I accidentally threw the water onto Carter and the girl instead of on the table like we initially planned. I cover my mouth with my hand in shock as the girl begins to scream and jumps out of his lap quickly.

Carter looks up at me then, ready to say filthy words. However, he doesn't say anything when he sees that it's me. Maybe he thinks that saying anything to me isn't worth his time. It's the only reason I can think of.

"You!" The girl shouts. "How dare you throw water on top of us? What is you problem?”

"It was a mistake." I apologize. I want to add a few other words, but I don't because I know that my mission is not to get Carter to hate me but to get him to notice me and start liking me.

I shiver at the thought of him liking me. This is not good. I can't even entertain the thought of it. How am I supposed to allow it to happen?

Why am I even worried? Carter would never fall for me. How could someone who dated someone as amazing as my sister ever fall for me? I was worrying for nothing. When Clara realized he wasn't falling into her trap, she would move on from this crazy idea.

"You're going to have to pay for my dress!" She shouts. "Do you know how much something like this costs?"

It was water. What was that going to do to her dress?

"Calm down," Carter tells her. "It's nothing to get bothered about. Besides, I like my women wet either way."

He's staring straight at me while saying those awful words. I gape at him and swallow the nasty words I want to respond with.

"Oh, Carter," she blushes and kisses him.

I felt an overwhelming urge to vomit and knew I had to get out of there fast before I witnessed any more of that dreadful scene.

"That was horrible!" I say to Clara when I rejoin her at one of the tables.

She can't control her laughter, and I frown at her. She's the reason I was in this crazy mess in the first place. "Look on the bright side. At least he noticed you."

"Of course, this will be funny to you. You're not the one that keeps drawing attention to herself over stupid things."

"I think you're doing an excellent job so far. Both times you've spoken to Carter, you've shocked him to the core. You're guaranteed to leave an impression on him. I can assure you that no other girl has done what you've managed to do to him in just two days." She praises me.

I'm not sure if this was worthy of praise, but as long as it made my sister happy, who am I to complain?

"What are we supposed to do now?" I ask her.

"I want you to follow them," she tells me as they pass us. "I want to know if Carter will notice that you're following him. If he doesn't, it's not a good sign. We want him to notice you as much as possible."

"I hardly think following him around will give him a good impression of me." I disagree.

"Just do it, " she tells me. “You only have to follow him around today. I just need to figure out how much work I need to do on you."

"Get done on me?" I ask in horror.

"Yes, like shopping for clothes and makeup. Now go before you lose them." She hurries me.

I mumble a few words as I run behind Carter and his woman for the hour. I follow them briefly before they both slip into a classroom.

That's odd. I don't think there's a class there right now.

I peep into the room, and just as I expected, it is empty. I carefully open and close the door, trying my best not to make any sounds. I look around me, but they are nowhere to be found.

That's strange.

I could have sworn I saw them walk in here.

Just as I'm about to head out, I hear a sound—it's a moan, actually.

I freeze as all the blood drains from my face.

Are they having s*x in here?