"You left this in the cubicle." I shyly said. I passed the blue cap to Micah. She swallowed hard and seemed to be tense.
"It's not mine." She retorted, looked at Jen and me and walked away. I chased after her and grabbed one of her arms. She has to make me understand her actions and words that had been bugging me for past weeks. That day at the field with Jane, what she had said in my bathroom and that anger she has shown at the locker room are all pieces to something that I've been caught up with. And, I badly wanted to know on what's her connection with Jane.
"We need to talk." I said. Jen stared at me; her face was burning up with infuriation. She then pushed my hand off from her arms and pulled me to a corner. Jen followed from behind, looking all worried.
Micah then thrust me to the wall, her face an inch away.
"Don't you notice anything dummy?" She asked, moving nearer to my face. Notice what? I thought. I then looked at her intently, from her eyes to her nose and mouth. I examined all features and had realized that she do look a little similar to Jane. Her eyes were hazel brown, a little lighter than Jane. The shape of her nose was a little pointed than that of Jane. And her lips, exactly like Jane. No wonder I couldn't stop myself when she made out with me in the bathroom. She made me feel like she was Jane.
I cleared my throat and asked shakily, "You're Jane's sister?"
"Stepsister" She retorted. I gulped hard. I looked behind her and saw Jen gawked in surprise as well. "No way..." Jen said softly, I could read her mouth from the distant.
Micah then pulled herself away from me and straightened herself up. She stared at me and smirked. I was speechless and was still in the state of shock, so was Jen.
"You know now." Micah said as she turned away to walk off.
"Micah!" I shouted as she took steps away from me. Jen looked to where I stood, still surprised. Micah turned to my direction. "Please... make me understand." I begged, confused. I just needed to know on whether Jane was the anonymous the girl and on why she walked off when I confessed of my feeling. Micah was definitely the person who would know the answers.
"Too late for that..." Micah retorted. "Good luck with your Patricia." She continued. I could sense that she would hate me for her whole life. I swallowed hard as I watched her turned and walked away. I just wish I could tell her about what's really going on between me and Patricia.
"Arch, you alright?" Jen asked as she patted me on the back. She has probably noticed my expression. I gave a nod of response, which was not specific. I didn't tell her that I was alright. I looked at Jen and was quickly reminded of Patricia's threat. I gulped and walked away. I couldn't face Jen now but instead, I needed to talk to Jane.
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I darted in the cheerleaders' locker room. Everyone turned to my dramatic entrance, looking surprised. I bowed and smiled bashfully. A bunch of newbie at one corner started giggling.
"Is Jane here?" I asked, embarrassingly. All of them pointed to where Jane was. I followed their direction and ended up at the shower area. I then looked behind to see a bunch of them, waiting eagerly. They are probably intrigued on why I was looking for Jane. My attention was on them that I didn't notice that wet floor. And suddenly, I slid and fell on the ground. Both my hand stopped me from falling hard on my face. I heaved a sigh.
Then, I felt water sprinkled on my face. I looked up to see a naked girl, showering, and her back facing me. I swallowed hard. Why don't they have curtains here? I thought. As I quickly rose up, the girl who was in the shower turned. I froze. Her body was perfectly created. Her breasts were bigger than I expected it to be. I had never imagined Jane to look so beautiful, even without her clothes on.
Jane screamed, and so did I.
I quickly turned around, trembling. I could feel my knees shivering and my heart racing. I covered my eyes and quickly walked away from the shower ground. The bunch of cheerleaders parted for me to walk through. I could hear them laughing softly like they had just witnessed an amusing scene. This sure was one of the most embarrassing states I've put myself in.
"You fucking maniac!" Micah suddenly appeared in front of my face and gave me a good punch in the face. It didn't hurt as much as what Sandra gave, but it tingled.
"Micah, I didn't mean to..." I apologized, feeling my nose that received the blow. Thank god there was no blood.
"Get out Archie!" Micah shouted, pointing to the door. I walked off compliantly and rather not argue with her.
As I was about to head out of their locker room, Micah shouted, "Stay away from my sister!"
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"What happened to you Arch?" Jen asked as I sat beside her on the bench, covering my nose. The team was waiting for Coach Sam to start the ball practice.
"Micah punched me." I groaned a little. Jen then giggled as I showed my nose.
"Does it hurt?" she asked, passing a cold drink to me.
"A little..." I then placed the cold bottle on my swollen nose. Coach Sam then entered the stadium with some cones in one hand. He then placed the cones around the court and whistled.
"Power forwards and centers beside the cones, guards and smaller forwards play!" he shouted. Everyone understood and quickly went to their positions.
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"Still hurts?" Jen asked, sounding worried
"Well, not anymore." I retorted and felt my nose. Then a towel was thrown on my face. I removed it to see Sandra's demonic look on me.
"Dickhead's got punched by a cheerleader!" she announced to the team. Everyone laughed, besides Jen. I was then enraged with hatred that had piled up from the very first day Sandra's has threatened and harmed me. I walked up to Sandra and pushed her. Although it was the hardest thrust I've ever done, Sandra moved just a few steps back. It's not that I was some weakling ass, but rather, Sandra's one big girl. She's like some male body builder, but with vagina.
"This dickhead pushes like pussy!" Sandra mocked, and the laughter became intense. I could feel my head bursting in anger.
"I never said I'm not." I retorted, a little confident. "Probably you're in the wrong school mister." I continued. I could hear some cheering for me and Jen giggling at one side.
Sandra was now red with fury. She then pushed me, causing me to fall hard on the floor.
"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" Everyone in the locker room shouted, so was Jen. My best friend could be an ass sometimes. I took a deep breath and stood up. And all of a sudden, a punched went right through, I ducked and missed it. Sandra's sure knows how to play dirty, I thought. Fuck this bitch.
I threw a quick punch that landed on one of her cheeks, but I end up hurting my hand. Is Sandra some kind of superhuman? What is she made of? I asked myself. She moved back and felt her cheek. Well, at least it hurt her, I thought. Sandra gave another blow but she missed it, again. I then realized that although Sandra's strong physically, I had greater speed. Well, I just have to keep punching her around till she's down. Sandra became tried after quite a number of misses. But I was hell kicking! Come on bitch!
Sandra started to grasp for air. Her two followers then softened their cheers like they knew that they were on the verge of losing. Jen and some of my teammates roared louder, for me. Suddenly, Sandra dropped on the floor, looking all exhausted. Some parts of her face swelled, but it weren't as bad as what she had given to me before. Still, I've beaten her.
Jen then passed me a towel and patted me on the back. "Good job Vagina", she said. I smiled, gasping for air. It was a work out.
"You looked like you were sparring on a punching bag" One of the off guards said and congratulated me.
"But seriously, you punched like a pussy." Jen teased. I knew I do. I guess that had taught Sandra a lesson, to not mess with newbie.
As I was wiping my sweat off, Jane entered the locker room. I was stunned. Everyone was, especially Sandra.
"What's the commotion here?" She asked, looking at Jen.
Jen looked at her like she saw an angel come down to earth, "Nothing actually." Jen responded.
"I heard some shouts just now while I was on the way here." Jane continued. Then her gaze turned to me. I swallowed hard.
She walked closer to me, looked at my injured nose and said, "Arch, we need to talk." My heart missed a beat again.
I felt everyone's attention on us. Some looked in jealousy while others in anger, particularly Sandra and her clan.