Fourteen

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     The hallways were crowded as usual. I push past people trying to get to my locker.

I see Ethan there waiting for me and Yvette heading in his direction.

"Hi." I say to Ethan.

    I see Yvette stop dead in her tracks and I send a fake smile her way.

     "Damn y'all really like that?" Ethan shakes his head.

    "Have you never met me?" I joke.

    "Okay very true but like come on y'all gotta fix this, or I'll do it for you." Ethan smirks.

    "Ethan, I swear to god if you try and fix this I'm going to scream." I say dramatically widen my eyes.

"Stop being cute." Ethan chuckles.

"Stop being so bossy." I joke frowning.

"Only if you stop being cute." Ethan states.

"Damn that'll be easy." I laugh.

Yvette rolls her eyes as she pushes past me. I turn that way and take a step because I was debating whether or not to say something to her.

    Ethan grabs my wrist gently and pulls me back to him.

     "Calm down, just ignore her." Ethan says.

    "You know that's literally impossible for me." I chuckle.

    "Look who needs anger management." Ethan jokes.

     "Don't make me yell at you." I laugh.

     "When do you find out if you made the team?" Ethan asks.

     "Today or tomorrow." I shrug. (A/n: I said that like a chapter ago oop.)

     "If you make the team I'm going to all your games." Ethan states.

"You have games the same day though." I say.

"Your game would be way earlier then mine." Ethan replies.

"Well I can't force you to come." I state.

"I said I want to, you aren't forcing me to if I want to." Ethan mentions.

"I'm probably not going to even make the team so it's whatever." I shrug.

"I don't get why girls talk down to themselves, we all know you are good at Soccer don't doubt yourself." Ethan talks.

"I don't even get why I ever disliked you." I chuckle.

     "Because you are a hormonal teen." Ethan chuckles.

    "Ethan no." I state.

     "Whatever floats your boat." Ethan replies.

    "Never say that again." I shake my head.

     "Quit judging me." he frowns jokingly.

     "Shit, Ethan we are going to be late for Math." I state.

     "Who cares?" He Asks.

      "I care." I frown playfully.

     "Just date already." I hear some yell to us.

    I start to blush and turn away from Ethan so he doesn't notice.

     "That person must really want us to date." Ethan states obviously.

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