Gathering my books at the sound of the final school bell, I headed to the parking lot of the buildment. Dylan was already in his car, probably waiting for me. His eyes were searching around and when they found mine, he smiled, waving and gestured for me to join the passenger seat of his vehicle.
It's constantly in my case that going home after school, I will always be home alone. Until someone joins me hours later.
I bid Dylan goodbye and thanked for the lift then entered the empty house, instantly rushing upstairs.
I was weirdly and suddenly feeling so empty inside. I felt like more vacuous than this house.
And trust me, boredom is better than this.
Which is why I decided to reach for my books, tuck my phone into the charger, turn the music on and start with my homework.
Fortunately, it worked. The blankness vanished off my mind and my thoughts begin with the drifting thing.
But unfortunately, my mind couldn't think about no one but the new boy, Caleb.
His smile, his hard cheekbones, his hair, his hazel-green eyes and his husky voice. Something was special about him. I couldn't figure it out. But I did feel this strange and mysterious connection to him, like we're going to last, either as friends or more.
Hopefully not enemies.
Leaving the unwritten sheets on the mahogany desk, I stalked my way toward the window opening it. Twilight was falling and the strees below were bathed in a reddish purple glow. Actually, I didn't realize that the sun has rose until now. All the cold of the morning mouldered.
Fox caught me from the garden below and immediately started barking.
Believe me, if there's someone who'll miss me a second after I leave, it'd be my lovely dog.
I climbed downstairs, crossed the kitchen and opened the back door, to find Fox there jumping on top of me.
After a moment of hugging and cuddling and kissing.
No, not kissing.
I headed back to the kitchen, searching for Fox's food, but I couldn't find it.
"You should learn how to keep a dog alive" A shiver ran through my lungs as his voice echoed in the room, and next moment, I could feel my cheeks warming so I decided against swinging and facing him.
"I can take care of my dog" I spit, crossing my arms together.
"That's why you left him for hunger this morning. Sorry, but I fed him what's left" Hunter answered in a tone of victor.
"But I recall that what's left is a whole bucket" I however turned and glared into his eyes, my lips curling up into a daring smile.
"Well" He sighed, looking around then back to me. "Fox ate it all, and for the record, dogs don't care if they gain some weight" He added in a fair degree of mock sarcasm then smirked, knowing that what he said did utterly get me.
Yes, you win, Hunter. I'm a loser and I abondoned my dog.
Congrats, here I am hating my stupid self.
I opened my mouth to speak, but unfortunately, I found myself in a loss of words. Of course I would. I had nothing to say except admitting that what he said is true. And that kind of makes me lose my 'Pride' So whatever.
"I'm going to buy his food, so-" He straightened up off the wall and tucked his hands in his jean pockets, letting his thumbs out, his smirk never faded, and he never broke the eye contact.
"No, You're not, I'm going" I prounouced, raising my voice a little. Anger was taking over me.
"Except for the fact that your mum took the car" He shrugged.
"You don't know which kind is exactly Fox's favorite" I raisoned.
"I remember its cover from the morning" He noted in a duh-tone, his eyes peicing into mine, waiting for what's coming next from my mouth.
"Yo may just forget how it looks like" I stroked the nape of my neck, my eyes meeting the floor.
"No I won't" Hunter stated confidently.
"Look, Fox is my dog, not yours so leave him for me. And if you didn't realize yet, I do have legs and I can walk myself and buy his food" I pressed my lips together.
"No, you can't, you don't know where the shop is and it's kind of far." He pointed out, taking a step toward me.
And then again, what he said was true. In addition, it was getting a little dark.
Silence settled for a good minute.
"Can I-" I started but he cut me off.
"No, you can't take my Jeep. But I can give you a ride" He offered.
"No need" I waved away his offer.
"Your dog is starving, Stephenie" His voice was getting serious and by the moment he said my full name, I will not be exagerating if I tell you that my heart was pounding over my ribs and the way my name sounded through his husky voice was just heavinly.
Okay okay. Drama off. Stubborn on.
But what am I supposed to say?
"Alright" I gushed, rolling my eyes and making my way to get my leather jacket. He let out a chuckle, getting his car key out of his pocket and he led the way off to his Jeep.
As he set the engine alive, I jumped in the passenger seat and before I could reach to close the door, he already peeled off.
Jerk.
Of course the lift was wordless.
After about 5 minutes of riding, we reached a supermarket. With a sigh, I climbed down and closed the door behind me, my eyes lifted up in search for Hunter and he was feet away, his hands foisted in his jean pockets, his hair a mess but didn't hide the fact that he looked extrememly handsome, instead, it made him even more than hot.
Pushing those thoughts in the back of my head, I stalked my way to him and we walked side by side in.
Surprisingly, he grabbed my forearm and led us to the pets' row. After a moment of struggling to focus on what I came here for and dealing with the little dinosors that were having a party down my spine, I found what I needed, though he never let go of me. When I grabbed few buckets, he took them off of my hands gently.
I pushed a dangling lock of hair behind my ear using my free hand, slightly astonished by Hunter. I peered up to look at him curiously and instantly, my eyes locked with his, a smile overlapping his face then slightly, he pushed me over the way so we can finally pay.
Half way, three girls cut us off. His grip tightened for a moment then loosened and he brang his hand to his side.
"Look who's here" The skinny blond protested sarcastically, poiting her finger to me in a bored manner.
She was wearing a light pink tight dress, long enough to hide her butt.
People should seriously learn the difference between a dress and a shirt.
"Hello Hunter" The red haired one seductively said, staring right into his eyes.
"Hey" Hunter said casually which made my eyes widen. How foolish from me to think that he's going to ignore them.
The three girls smiled, grew more comfident and straightened up.
"You know Hunter? We should go watch a movie someday" Said the one who seemed as the leader.
"Yeah, I can bring the lads and we-" He shrugged.
"No" She cut him off, it came out as a shout, then she calmed down. "I mean the two of us"
"I don't know Kate" He seemed lost.
"You'll just think about it" Kate ordered smiling.
"Of course he will" Said another. And I heard the third letting out an angry sigh.
"So, whose food is this? Annie's?" The third one asked, laughing, covering her mouth with the back of her hand, probably more like covering her anger.
"Hunter, you know that we'll be cheering for you this Friday, right?" The blond put her hand on Hunter's shoulder as she spoke, looking directly into his eyes. He was slightly smiling.
I couldn't stand this, it made me want to puke. Especially that I remembered that they were the bullies Dylan told me about once.
"Yeah Hun, we'll be the cheerleaders as usual" Objected the second one always in that disgusting seductive tone.
"Oh, that's cool actually-" Hunter spoke. I can perfectly tell how flat his voice sounded and enthusiasmless. However, I rolled my eyes and walked off, I was too bored to hear the rest of their stories, I'll just wait in the car.
"Aw, did she get mad? Maybe jealous" I heard one of the girls faking a squeel.
"Why would you hang out with such a loser anyway?" Another questioned.
For a moment I was happy and felt like Hunter was acting cool and all with me, they had to ruin everything and make me feel really like a loser.
I tried not to think, I tried to keep on focusing about any happy memory, but also I couldn't find a bright light in my past.
I just hated being easy to break, as much as my life has been wrecked, I never learned being strong, always weak, I cryed fast and lost consciousness eventually.
I thought leaving will be a start for my happiness. I was wrong.
Then I thought that back in the city, I, at least, had people's respect, even though they were fake.
Then, the main question is, where do I belong? If not in here, and not back in the city, where is my place? Maybe up in the skies, or burried down in the dust. Maybe I will never fit in anywhere.
Eventually, I found myself running down the street, hardly catching my breath.
As hard as I tried to stay strong and not get all wrecked, I failed. It was just not fair.
Anger was rising inside, tears shading down my cheeks and my pace getting faster.
Through the silence of the shilly night, I heard a car's wheels abruptly stopping making a loud noise, followed by a shout "Annie stop!" then footsteps racing behind me.
I was already frozen in my spot. A sob broke off free from my chest.
Turning, I realized that I was in an alley, Hunter's feet's sound as they clacked the ground was echoing and he just got through the mouth of the dusky path.
I was standing at the far end of the darkness where it dead-ended into the back of a fast food restaurant, its trash was piled outside: Heaping bags of food, dirty paper plates and plastic cutlery that crunched unpleasantly under my boots.
Soon, Hunter's arms were wrapped around my tiny body. Tiredness was washing over me and my throat hurt everytime I breathed.
Unwillingly, I wrapped my hands around his chest and placed my head on his rocky chest.
"You shouldn't let the little things bother you" He whispered in my hair. I found it too comfy to even respond, so I just managed a smile, my face was still burried in his warm shirt.
Unfortunately, he pulled away putting a hand over my shoulder, rubbing it and tugging me by his side as he strutted us over to his Jeep. Its lights blinded me, my eyes felt like burning and I wondered how red they should have gotten and how damaged I looked like.
He oppened the door for me. I was about to jump but Hunter's hands were already surrounding my waist, lifting me up easily as if I weighed nothing and put me in. He even reached for my seat belt and wrapped it around me.
For a moment, I thought about the way Hunter was acting, and I bet that no one has ever seen this side of him, at least not since the death of his father.
He was so sweet, so good to be true.
Certainly, that didn't last, as soon as we reached home, he locked his van and vanished through the door, leaving me there with Fox's food.
Sighing, I fed Fox and climbed upstairs to fling myself onto my bed and instantly, I fell asleep.
Next thing I knew is that I woke up at my phone's alarm and I was thinking about the fact that the night has an end and how not fair that is.
Yawning, I stretched my hands, feeling too lazy to leave this warmth.
From the distance, I looked past the window towards the rain-spattered skylight and groaned, feeling a breeze running down my spine.
I rose stiffly and staggered to the window, pulling back the drapes, I was already whinning and moping like a five year old child. Did I really have to go out?
I rolled my eyes and decided to get realistic. Yes, I had to go to school, I wasn't ready for an argument with mum.
Before changing my clothes, I took a quick shower. I decided to put on my gray sleeved dress and my high heeled tight black boots, feeling strangely happy. I threw my biker red jacket on and searched for my back bag then headed down the stair.
Entering the kitchen, I caught Hunter, having an orange juice and some cookies. He looked up to meet my eyes then down back to his food, emotionlessly.
Hunter is back!
How foolish from me, expecting him to be all kind and amazing.
"Good morning, Love" Ashley lowered her book and glanced up at me, then sipped her coffee.
I bid her a good morning back and grabbed a cup, thinking of the ability to go to stabucks so I wouldn't spend the time staring at Hunter, but there wasn't enough time left.
School day was as normal as ever, no one did bother me, the girls from yesterday didn't look at me and Hunter just vanished.
By lunch, I sat with Dylan, Caleb and our new friend Rachel, she was halirious and we had fun talking to her. Though, she didn't bring anything up that involved herself and her life.
Thursday was a simple eventless day. I had a good nap at my historic class, biology was halirious thanks to Dyaln, and I was wide awake at Maths, not only for the subject but for Hunter as well, I still have to figure out what was up with me.
Comming home, I found the house door open for the first time. I strode in and put down my back bag on the kitchen floor.
"You're early" I said sounding more like questioning, finding Hunter bent over the sink, his hands braced on the draining board.
"Oh- Yeah" He stood up straight breaking off of his trance, his eyes wouldn't meet mine as I walked to grab an apple.
"What's up?" I asked him trying to be cool, opening the back door in search of Fox.
"I- I'm tired, good night" He stuttered and walked out without hisitation and that kind of made me feel sad.
I did want him to stay.
○-○-○-○-Next Day-○-○-○-○
My eyes popped open, a second later, my alarm blurred out.
I jumped off of my bed and ducked into the shower, determined to scrub away my feeling of laziness.
When I got out, infolded in a towel, I let my hair dry and put on my clothes, fidgeting with my blue sweater until it hang right over my black jeans, then searched for my Owl necklace and my UGG pairs.
Standing in front of the mirror, I used the dryer, then brushed my hair. I managed a big smile and thought about a reason for this enthousiasm, and both of Caleb and Hunter popped in my head.
What am I?
I rolled my eyes and chuckled, gathered my books in my back bag then walked to have breakfast.
I prepared some coffee, thinking about the fact that Hunter never drinks coffee, took the orange juice out from the refrigerator, Got the cookies, cereal and bread from the locker.
"You're up early" My mum's surprised voice filled the silence. I swang to face her as she stood leaning on the door frame, her eyes focusing on a white book between her hands, then up at me.
"Morning mum!" I smiled, "Coffee?"
"Sure" She nodded, putting the book closed on the dining table and prodded herself on a seat.
"Thank you" She said happiled as I poured the liquid in her cup.
"No problem" I sang.
"Hey hey, what's all of that for?" She asked, looking at me. Oh that stare of hers, it really teases me. Mum, calm down, I'm not dating and I still didn't kiss anyone around here yet.
"What?" I jerked.
"You're having a good morning, it's really been a long time!" She pointed out.
"It's Friday mum" I reasoned
'Friday is always a happy day!" Nicole commented, joining us in her work clothes.
"Is it?" Mum questioned, putting her head between her hands, she had to work all day, each day.
"Put that away and let's have a day off" Nicole chuckled, sitting down.
"I can't- I really can't" Ashley stuttered, looking too serious.
"Oh come on!" Ms. Pattinson elbowed my mother, faking a puppy face.
"Nicole, excuse her, she has lots of work to do, like filling her office with oxygene!" I teased.
"I see" Nicole looked back at Ashley, "Ummm, tomorrow then?"
"Sunday, Sunday is good" Mum said, staring down at her coffee, her eyebrows knocked together.
No matter how much she had work, she never thought about having a break. I don't know, but I felt proud for a moment.
"No kidding!" Nicole commented, staring at Ashley as if she has grown another arm.
"Good morning ladies" A husky voice interrupted us, made my heart skip a beat.
Okay, now I'm going all awkward.
Stay still, I told myself. What a clumsy girl I am.
"Kiddo! How was your sleep?" Nicole said sarcastically, She seemed in a better move than everyone, or maybe drunk.
"Milk please" He ignored her, his voice well controlled. He sat next to me, gesturing with his head to the white bottle.
Was there something wrong with him? First sitting next to me, whilst his place usually was on the counter, secondly, what's with the coffee? I just thought that he never drinks coffee.
"So, today we'll be attending your match!" Nicole informed her son, sipping her coffee.
"What match?" Ashley asked.
I totally forgot about it.
"He plays Lacrosse! When is that exactly Hun?" She looked from my mum to Hunter, making me resultantly follow her gaze and look up at him to meet his eyes.
"I'm off, see you later" I jerked, curling my lips together.
Clumsy. It's not like he was going to eat you.
I gathered my bag and my keys then exit the room in a rush because I didn't want anyone seeing my red cheeks. Also, if I stayed one more second, with Ashley and a guy as good looking as Hunter and plays sports, my life would never be okay.
Once, I remember I was waiting for her in her office, whilst she was taking care of a basketball player who twisted his fist in a game. She walked him to the door and that's where she saw me. She called me and introduced me to him, not forgetting to mention that I was single, she may have gone an hour talking about me, making him like me.
Next day, I found him by my doorstep with a bouquet of flowers, asking me out.
Unbelievable, I know.
Anyway, rest of the story? I asked him to leave, to get over himself and shut the door forcefully without waiting for him to go. I know I was rude. But I didn't care. Though he was a cute guy.
I turned the keys off and swang them back to my pocket.
It was still early, so I just burried myself deeper in my seat and waited.
My mind drove me away, and I was thinking about my dad, about that gentle, kind, loving dad, the one that pushed me on the swing when I was a child, the one that sang to me until I fell asleep, the one that put me in little van from the surpermarket and ran, the one who took my tiny hands in his big ones as we walked on the shore listening to the waves crushing into the rock, the one who brang useless and wrecked cars and we had fun making them up and seperating their peices, the one who carried me to school every morning and taught me how to be confident, the one who-
"Annie, wake up!" I flinched at Dylan's voice, as always, bringing me back abruptly to life.
I smiled, reached for my bag and locked the car.
"Were you crying?" Caleb asked, putting a hand on my shoulder. Me? Crying? When? I-
He reached for my cheekbone with his free hand and slightly brushed off a tear, my cheeks flamed an obvious shade of red- so hot that if you place your hand on them, I bet you'll get burned. His curious face was inchs away, puzzlement plastered over it as he examinated my features.
I think I got lost in his gaze, until someone cleared his throat.
Oh my Goodness! Where's the gun when you need it? That was so awkward! I wanted to die.
"Come on, let's go" Caleb, on the other hand, held it perfectly. As if nothing happened.
Of course he would, he wasn't looking at you the same way you did, idiot.
"Wassup guys!" That was a girly voice, pushing itself in our ears.
"Rachel, morning!" Dylan turned, stretching his hands to pull her into a hug.
"How's my little girl?" She said, hugging me once she withdrew from Dylan.
"Shut up" I laughed, pushing her back.
Rachel is a year older than I am, though, she never made a sentence without adding 'My little girl' in.
We weren't much alike, she was so into fashion and didn't know a thing about cars. But we agreed at many things. She's just so amazing and it's cool to have her around.
She was stronger than any girl I've ever met, and she was original. She stood up for bullies and never let anyone critisize her. She didn't need anyone to tell her she was special because she simply believed in herself.
"Stephenie, may you come here up to the board, please" Mr. Norton cut off my trance. I duck my head up at the call of my name and I felt a little discomfited and confounded. When the information of what he said reached my brain, which quietly took some awkward time, a relief washed over me and I knew how to answer. "And Hunter, you can calculate this" He pointed behind me.
No not him! My thoughts screamed, but I held my ground.
I squeezed my eyes shut then obeyed up to the board.
I started resolving the problem when Hunter stood by my side
"You left earlier, wise move" He muttered, his eyes fixed on the numbers on the plate.
"She did it, didn't she?" I breathed angrily, or more like embarrassed.
"They both did" I could feel him rolling his eyes.
"You could've left" I shrugged, then quickly freezing. I didn't want anyone to know that I do talk with Hunter. I still didn't figure out the reason yet, maybe I didn't want them to use me to get to him.
"Well, thank God I do respect them" He said meanly, his head shifted to look at me and glare.
"Well listen to me! Ashley just wants me to not do her fault and find the perfect boy, it's just-" I snarled reasoning, still not looking at him though my hand stopped writing.
"Huh! So you find me perfect? How impressive" He chuckled sarcastically, making fun of me, and I had the urge to cut my tongue and curse. He walked back to his seat after meeting my eyes, his were full of disgust and malice, leaving me there, even blocked to finish my calculation.
"Miss Odair! You're not even close to solve your problem!" Mr. Norton observed.
"You have no idea" I sighed, patting harshly to my seat. What's worse? Hunter's laugh as he heard me.
The bell rang announcing the end of the school day. I stuffed everything in my backpack, swung it over my shoulder and followed the line of my classmates out of the room.
Caleb and Dylan were right by the room-door.
"What are you doing here, guys?" I asked raising an eyebrow and broke whatever conversation was between them. Then I was like, 'Duuh, it's school and they could have had some class around this area'
"Waiting for you" Dylan said.
"Well, I can give you a ride if you want to" I shrugged, trying my best to avoid the game's subject, though I knew that's why they were here.
"We were waiting for your responce about the game" Dylan smiled as we walked down the hall.
"What game?" I played fool.
"Annie!" Caleb warned.
"Yes?" I smile plastering a huge grin over my face. "Listen, alright, mum said no, I can't go, sorry" I turned my face serious as I said my usual lie.
"Well, then drive us at your place so we can talk to her" Dylan suggested, adjusting his bag on both of his shoulders.
"No, trust me you can't, she'll kick you out and be the monster I hate" I widened my eyes and held my eyes up, the way I did the freak babies out.
Silly me.
"She did like me when I came around" He ignored my gesture.
"She never gives up on her words" I turned my tone way too serious again and faked a pout.
"You didn't tell her, didn't you?" Caleb noted, pointing. We paused by my car.
"Listen to me, I don't want to go! First, I hate the game, second, Hunter will be there, third, I hate Hunter" I complained, knowing that I couldn't fool them with stupid excuses.
"It will be fun! You'll love it! And.. And Caleb will be there!" Dylan spoke patting Caleb's shoulder.
No, seriously, I need a gun.
I glared at him. At least if looks could kill, he'd be dead by now.
"We can go somewhere else" I pressed my lips together, never changing my serious tone.
"By six, be ready" The blue eyed guy winked and walked off. I shifted my head asking for help from Caleb, but he just shrugged and waved goodbye.
"Assholes" I yelled, resultantly, they laughed.
ugh.
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"Annie" I heard someone calling my name.
"Where are you?" I asked nervously.
"Annie wake up!" Someone was suddenly shaking my shoulders slightly.
"Leave me alone" I said annoyed.
"Wake up!" He insisted, now in a loud voice. I popped my eyes open abruptly, jumping.
"IDIOT" I shouted. "Shit, what are you doing!" I covered my chest with the blanket, though he already saw me.
"Sorry, she let us in" Dylan ran a hand through his hair.
"Us?" I darted my vision around to find a blushing Caleb.
"Sorry" He bid sheepishly, looking out the window.
"Can you just- Ugh! Fucking get in the bathroom?" I tryed to control my anger. If I was an anime character, I'd have black smoke vaporating from my ears.
I've loathed it when someone wakes me up, worse, when someone sees me barely naked.
Like I once said, I just felt more insecure in less clothes. Afraid of them seeing my jagging bones that are visiblly covered with only my sickly pale skin, and afraid of them seeing my scars and the memories that would bring.
Without a word, they vanished behind the bathroom door.
"And don't make out" I said loudly enough for them to hear me.
I threw on my blue Breton Stripes, high waisted jeans and jumped in my chelsia boots.
When they came out as I called their names, Rachel opened my room door enthusiasticallyea, but her smile fed when she realized the silence in the room.
"What's wrong?" She narrowed her eyebrows.
"You said by six, it's five!" I sat down on my bed.
"I was bored so I brang them" Rachel crossed her arms together.
"Alright" I rolled my eyes.
"Your mum is so so so so sweet!" Rachel squeeled, back to her eagerness.
Ashley's home? Ugh, tonight is going to be a nightmare about boys.
"Wanna do something?" I dropped my thoughts.
"Let's eat" Dylan shrugged.
"You read these?" Caleb gestured to the books on the shelf.
"Not yet" I answered.
"Darling, books are boring, no need to read them" Dylan said, sitting on my work desk.
"I can't believe you're living with someone such as Hunter Pattinson" Rachel noted staring out the window.
"Why?" I asked, making my way toward her. "Well, that's my dog you're looking at" I commented.
"What's the difference?" She grimaced. Both boys cracked into filters of laughers.
I didn't laugh, seriously, I didn't find it funny. Maybe because they didn't know him, I know I do have a side that hates Hunter, but I do also feel like he has an excuse, a real excuse for being the person he is. They only have seen his dark side, his fake one.
I wanted to tell them about what happened at thursday night, that hug and the tears, I did remember what happened this morning, it felt awkward and he was such an ass, but nothing compared to that night. I just shut my mouth.
"You know what? I'm starving!" I strechted my arms yawning.
"There you go!" Dylan punched the air with his fist happily.
We climbed down the stairs to the kitchen, I let them hang around and made myself a sandwich and ate it as I sat by the counter. Hunter's place.
Dylan made a bigger sandwich, Rachel grabbed an apple while Caleb just sat next to me, asking for the wifi password.
"You're being healthy" Dylan protested, staring at Rachel, raising his eyebrows.
"Problem?" She took a bite.
Rachel was the kind of girl that would work to look fabulous, she had the perfect curvy figure, always smiling, most of the time in dress and high heels and her hair always well treated.
"You guys need to have some fun and break the damn boredom" Dylan obseved, rolling his eyes and biting his sandwich.
"It's not boredom, it's a life style" Rachel objected.
"You only live once, Junk food and Video games are much more fun than healthy food and books" He said chewing.
"Mundains" I rolled my eyes.
"Mun- what?" Dylan rose his eyebrows.
"Something from the humain world" Caleb explained, chuckling, still tapping his phone.
"Mundaines as human beings" Rachel clarified.
"Please don't tell me this was from some book" Dylan's tone so serious.
"Mortal intruments, Harry Potter too" I shrugged, two of my favorite books.
"Well, at least I heard of these two." Dylan smiled like an idiot. Or should I say like the idiot he is?
"Drop the shit and let's go" Rachel said, putting down the apple's core.
"Well, that's the back door" I laughed as I informed her.
"Whatever" She chuckled turning on her heels awkwarly and passed the other door.
After few minutes of riding, Dylan parked the car by the intended place.
People gathered on the buncs, most of them had a common shirt, the team's shirt.
We walked up the stari-case until we found some room for the four of us, I sat between Caleb and Rachel, Dylan was on my girl's left.
"I'll be back,going for some popcorn" Caleb informed us and walked down.
Soon, chearleaders started bitching, whistling and singing whilst dancing and jumping. Two of them were looking at me, laughing, probably mocking, the blies from the supernarket.
I breathed out and looked away.
Already started getting annoyed.
"Ignore them" Rachel whispered in my ear through the noise. "Look, they're here" She shouted now, gesturing to the players as they split on the field.
The cheering got louder and everyone was on their feet. Caleb joined us again, holding four packs of popcorn.
"And let the fun begin" He shouted happily.
"This sucks" I rolled my eyes, took my pack and burried myself down.
I looked down at the crowd, a fat shirtless boy caught my eyes. He was shouting unclearly and as he jumped, his stomach bounced.
Ugh, put some shirt on you idiot. Or yes, keep jumping, may your abs just show up.
"Sit your fat ass down!" I heard the one sitting behind him yell, then he poured his coke all over the big guy.
Well, I'm taking my words back because what happened next could have just happened to me. The fat guy turned to him and his fist crushed the guy's nose, letting it bleed endlessly.
Not to be mean, but he deserved that.
I shook my head then looked around to find that I was enjoying that scene.
As if that was the main scene you stupid ass, the voice in the back of my head said.
"GOAL!" The crowd shouted joyfully. I didn't budge.
Next, everyone started shouting a name, Hunter's name, and that's when I peered down to catch the one that probably all eyes were on, the Pattinson guy was jogging joyfully, clapping everyone's hand.
I just staring at him, not understanding anything, being for the first time, the biggest fool in the place for real.
I think we won, because everyone was screaming of glory and jogged down too the field as if finally Leonardo Dicaprio won an oscar.
I was the only mortal awkwardly sitting on the bunc.
I straightened up and darted my vision in search of any of the lads.
I located Caleb somewhere in the middle of the field so I ran in his direction. But once I was down, I was lost between the numerous bodies, as lost as a child in a supermarket without his mum. Only difference was that I couldn't scream help.
"Lost?" A voice said. I turned to face the source. He stood, taller than me, sweat washing over his face. He took a deep breath in, waiting for me to answer.
"Listen, I didn't come for the perfect boy you think you are, I just adore pop corn and I hate disappointing my friend, so if you excuse me-" I said, but he left rolling his eyes.
What the actual fuck?
I sighed and thought deeply about how stupid I reacted, he came to me, I should have congratulated him. however, I wondered why would he even stop and talk with me when everyone around was waiting for a chance to have a word with him-
"Annie, where have you- Wait, what's that smile for? OH MY GOD, DID SOMEONE KISS YOU?"
"Shut it Dylan!" I said laughing, I was unware of my smile.
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