0.14 not my kind of thing
"She's a total 'pick me' girl." Alexandra told her best friend as the two sat at one of the booths in the outdoors cafeteria. With Zoey glancing over in Aspen and Leo's direction, to see her still crying over the missed question, the seventeen-year-old couldn't help but roll her eyes at the girl.
"Bro—stop all that crying. You seriously pissing me off." Speaking loud enough for Aspen to hear, along with everyone else that was outside with them. As Leo peeked over his shoulder to send his closest friend here a look, Zoey simply waved him off as she focused her attention back on Alexandra. "What?"
With Alexandra pausing for a second to lean over her the table, she arched her eyebrow softly as she opened her mouth. "Why is there a certain basketball player looking over here at you?"
"Huh?" Zoey questioned as Alexandra repeatedly told her not to look—but she didn't listen. Turning around in the booth, and focusing her eyes on a the table where both Parker and Daniel sat at, her eyes immediately met Parker's.
Rolling her eyes and turning back in her seat, she folded her arms over her chest as she looked at her best friend. "I have no idea why Parker's looking at me."
"I wasn't talking about Parker." Alexandra told her friend. With Zoey quickly glancing back around to look at that table again, her eyes briefly met Daniel's as he sent her a subtly head nod. "What's that about?"
"Nothing." The seventeen-year-old answered a she turned back around in her seat, and reached for her drink.
"It's something. He keeps peeking over here in your direction every minute or so." Alexandra told her as she squinted her eyes softly at her best friend, wondering what was going on between the two.
She knew. She knew that something was going on. Especially since Zoey is always disappearing to that Art Room of hers.
Shaking her head at her friend observation, Zoey's mouth opened for a second before closing at the sight of Louis. With Alexandra peeking over her shoulder to see the headmaster of the Academy walking towards the middle of the room, she looked back at her best friend, sending her a look. "We're not done talking about this."
"There's nothing to talk about."
"Eagles. Ravens." Louis uttered as he gained everyone's attention. "Congratulations on an exciting challenge. The results were very close. The difference between your two team was one answer."
"Eagles," as Louis turned his attention towards the Eagles side. "you had 11 correct answers in a row."
With her rival clubhouse cheering on their accomplishments, thinking that they had this challenge in the bag, Zoey and Alexandra couldn't help but roll their eyes at them.
"Ravens," with him turning to focus his attention on the Ravens side. "you had 12 correct answers in a row. You won by one answer."
As her clubhouse cheered on this hard-fought victory, Zoey clapped her hands softly as her eyes bounced around the cafeteria, eyeing her clubhouse mates as they celebrate with one another.
"Beach party bitches!" Alexandra yelled out.
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