Ian's POV:-
Enragement.
I'm feeling nothing but rage right now.
I oversee the team's communication as the midfield player.
Nevertheless, all I did today was fiercely kick the ball.
A team practice for tricks and techniques was decided upon by the coach.
My top choice is elastico, always.
Because it demands raw strength and sheer force but power backs fascinate me.
When I walk off the field after the final drop kick, practice is over.
I have Chris right behind me.
"Man, who hurt you?" He runs to catch up with me while gasping for air.
I proceed toward the changing room without answering him.
"You played like you have bills to pay."
"And you played like the shit you are." I take my t-shirt off for the shower.
"Ouch!! that hurts bruh." He says, feigning anguish, while clutching his heart.
Dramatic ass
I say, "Piss off Chris" as I head to the shower.
I watch him doing the same thing in the shower next to me.
He is talking nonstop about the party this evening.
There's no doubt in my mind that,
I will give him some glue to make him shut his mouth.
Compared to the school chatty girls, he speaks more.
We change and then leave the school by walking down the hallway.
I observe two individuals strolling side by side, lost in thoughtful discussion.
The new fucker looks at Amelia with a sly smile on his lips when she says something to him.
He saw me approaching and put his hand on her shoulder.
I grind my teeth keeping straight face.
He's contemplating something.
Astonished by his actions, Amelia follows his eyes upward.
After pausing, she swallows and walks by me.
"Daniel Williams. Son of Alexander Williams." When he spotted him walking past, Daniel told me.
"The Owner of the Williams Elite law firm?" Angling an eyebrow at him, I queried.
With a nod, he goes on.
"Heard he was in London before moving to New York."
With a final look at them as they strolled through the school, I said,
"Something's off about him."
"As in?" Squinting his gaze at me, he questioned.
"Can't put finger on it."
but I'll soon find out.
Before I spotted Kia coming my way, we both went for our own cars.
Lord, not right now.
With an almost shrieking voice, she cried out, "Ian."
Can she hear herself?
She must.
Chris suppresses a giggle at God knows what.
ignoring his dumb ass,
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