Love Is For Losers

"Na, na, na-na, na! You can't catch me!" I teased Alex as he raced towards me. I let out a loud giggle which sounded rather strangled.

Like I cared.

I continued to race throughout the school's parking lot, dodging all the students and moving cars with my dearest best friend's soccer kit. He was late for his after school practice already, I didn't care. Now is time for sweet revenge.

"C'mon Mai! It's not even funny! I apologized like a gazillion times already!" He shouted at me. I shrugged, apologizing wasn't going to cut it.

What he did was simply unforgivable.

What is it? I hear you ask. Well, he took something very special away from me. And I can't even have it back!

He ate it!

Being the obnoxious guy he was he took it and eat my swirly blue cupcake. And now he is going to pay.

"Don't care! I warned you! You don't want to get on my bad side!" I shouted back at him, completely ignoring the confused to incredulous looks I was getting.

Don't judge me. It was simple.

"I'll buy you a new one! I'll buy you a whole box! Stop being so narcissistic!" He whined. I rolled my eyes at him even though I know he wasn't looking.

"Oooooooooh... Is Alex going to start using big words on me?" I called out.

I wonder what narcissistic means...

"Just give me my damn kit!"

"NEVER!"

I began to feel for Alex, he was chasing me and sprinting was my sport. I could run ten miles before I got tired.

I guess I'm just awesome like that.

We continued our wild goose chase until I ran onto the soccer pitch. And then me, being me, running, slap bang into someone. I swore loudly and glared menacing at the victim. Christian.

Bad boy.

Captain of the football team.

Mr Player.

"You bastard! Why did you make me run into you? I could of avoided getting my beautiful, beautiful face hurt! Have you no shame?" I shouted at him hysterically. At the same time Alex finally caught up, he is so slow, and took his kit from me.

"The oh so modest Maisie, how dare I?" He said in his attractive voice yet mocking tone.

"You should be ashamed of yourself!"

"I should?"

"Yes, yes you should!"

"Too bad I'm not."

"Why you little - "

Before I could pounce on the deranged dick, I was stopped. Two strong arms encircled around my tummy pulling me back. I continued to struggle but failed. Stupid Jace and his ability to stop me from killing his best friend.

Damn him.

"Woah, easy tiger, we kind of need Chris this season kill him after okay?" Jace said jokingly. I wasn't facing him but I knew he was smiling, but I was too absorbed in glaring at his friend who was smirking.

"Whatever, he's still a prick," I stated and tried to wiggle out of his grasp, he finally got the hint and trusted me to do his friend no harm and let me go.

Good boy.

I swiftly checked the time on my watch noting that it was heading to four. I needed to go.

As I was just about to do that I heard some guys, who were not so far talking how that they could tap that. Or in case, me.

I looked up at them and I knew exactly who they were. I smirk spread across my lips instantly.

"Kyle? Luke?" I called out. They abruptly discontinued their conversation and looked at me.

"Yes?" They said in unison.

"You can't afford me."

And with that I strutted off with a little more sway then necessary, leaving a hurdle of whistling guys.

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