A/N: Alright! Here's the sequel to The Game. You do not have to read The Game before you read this one, but I do suggest that you do read it. It's important, it really is, but you don't have to read it.
Summary: When Leah met Jason Anderson, she knew he was different. She knew that he had his problems. She knew that whatever it was in his past had cut him deep, and she let herself fall in love with someone who was in love with someone else. But what happens when she breaks down his barriers? What happens when he lets her get close to him? What happens when everything she knows gets turned upside down and inside out?
This is chapter one. This is where everything begins. For those of you who read The Game, I put it in Leah's POV for a reason. Some of you will understand immediately, but most of you won't. It's important, and you'll see why later. Soon enough, I'm sure I'll have Team Leah and Team Jenna, which, btw, sounds so weird.... Stick through the first chapter. I promise, it does get better.
ALSO, THIS IS IMPORTANT! SOMEONE STOLE THE GAME, AND IF IT HAPPENS AGAIN TO THIS STORY OR THAT ONE, EVERYTHING WILL BE REMOVED FROM WATTPAD FOREVER! That's also the reason for the delay on the upload.
My new roommate was chattering incessantly while I unpacked my last suitcase in my new dorm room. Luckily, the hall I was in was nice. In each suite, there were two rooms, four people, two bathrooms and a kitchenette. If I was worried about dorm life, I wasn’t anymore; now my only worry was that my roommate would never shut up.
“Do you know where the gym is?” I asked her, cutting her off midstream about whatever it was that she was chattering on about.
“Yeah. Are you going there?”
I nodded. “I heard that it was massive, and there was an indoor track.”
“Oh, you’re a runner?”
I nodded. “Yeah, cross country all through high school.”
“That’s really cool! It takes me, like, eleven minutes to run one mile.” She grinned. “Sports aren’t really my thing. How fast can you run a mile?”
“I clocked it at 4:11 once.”
I nodded, shrugging my shoulders. It’s not like Lauren was ever going to time me. The fastest I was ever able to get was 5:06, and just once. Lauren obviously didn’t realize that the fastest mile ran by a woman was just under 4:13. “It’s alright.”
Lauren grinned. “Come on, I’ll show you where it is.”
I nodded and followed her out of the room, calling a quick goodbye to the other two girls still in our suite. “So where are you from?”
“Florida’s a lot different from Tennessee. How do you like it so far?”
“Oh I love it. I’ve always liked Florida, especially with the beach not too far away from here. It’ll be a nice place to escape to once things start to get crazy.”
Lauren nodded her head. “You think I talk too much, don’t you?” She asked all of a sudden.
I was taken aback by her abruptness and stopped myself from yelling that yes, yes I did think she talked too much, and that I would love it if she would just stop talking. “No, no you’re fine. I don’t mind it, really.”
“Oh good! I just can’t help but talk a lot. I talk when I’m nervous. I talk when I’m excited. I talk when I’m bored. I talk when I’m not bored. I love to talk. Oh! Look, here it is already! Are you going to run today?”
I nodded. “Alright, well I’ll see you later.”
“Definitely. Hey! Do you want to go get pizza tonight?”
No, actually, I don’t want to go get pizza with you. You irritate the crap out of me. “Sure.” I wanted to shoot myself for agreeing to get pizza with Lauren Stevens. This was going to be a long semester.
“Great! Be ready for seven!” With that, Lauren turned on her heal and walked away, leaving me to my thoughts once again.
I adjusted my Nike bag on my shoulder and made my way up the stairs. The gym was really nice, with a place to get food in the center of the complex, rooms to practice racquet ball in, basketball gyms, fitness gyms and my favorite part of it all, the indoor track. There were a few guys doing laps and I felt a nervous flutter in the pit of my stomach.