Our little secret

19

It's now the next morning, I can't believe i'm not single, i've been single since I was in London, My last and first boyfriend was James.

It's now Friday meaning weakly grade check, you must have above a C- to be allowed to play your sport. I check my grades to ensure they are all doing well, I have an A in art, history, and Ap physics, a B in Ap lang and calculus, but a C in French, not having Valentino to help me makes this insanely hard.

Tonight I need to see if he will help.

All my classes suck, except Calculus because Jackson is in that class. And that's the class I have now, I walk in and sit in the same spot I have been for a month now, He kisses me briefly before I sit down.

I hear someone scoff from behind us, well, I know who it is, I would just rather not
acknowledge it. Jackson had different plans.

"What? Are you mad I got your girl? Look at that your jealous that I can get her and you can't"

"Don't talk about her as if you won over an object" venom laces his tone

"She's my girlfriend, not yours, I'll do what  I want"

"See, that's when you stop, it's your first day and you're already talking about her like she's just a game"

"Guys, could you maybe calm the fuck down" I drag Jackson back to our seats then walk back and push Valentino into his chair

"You don't need to defend me" I say pointing my finger at him

"And yet I always will" he whispers more to himself than to me

fuck I hate that he can do shit to me with just words. It's so hot though.

ADRIANA you have a boyfriend! Stop thinking about Valentino!

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I walk over to the table Jackson is sitting at with Penelope and Andrew

"Hey princess" he smiles at me as I sit down

My stomach turns at the nickname, chases nickname

"please, just stick with the other nicknames" I try to be as nice as possible

"Sure babe, sorry"

"We haven't seen you in a while, girl where have you been!" Penelope says stabbing her salad aggressively

"What do you mean, I hung out with you guys two days ago?"

"exactly two days to long sky!"

"Yeah! I feel offended! I'm on strike!" Andrew says putting his fist on the table

"Do you even know what being in strike is"

"obviously, it means you stop doing something"

"Sure, and exactly what are you stopping yourself from doing"

"talking to you, DUH"

"Well, you just broke it"

"I don't like this whole strike thing" he crosses his arms pouting

We all laugh at his stupidity as the rest of Jackson's friends join us.

After I eat lunch I head to practice, we play right next to the football fields.

We're doing practice sets today meaning I have to play someone, i'm playing against a tall brunette girl, i'm currently winning.

It's my serve and right before my second serve I see Valentino take off his shirt since he's on the closest field to us.

shit, his abs, he has a six pack, is it possible to have more than that?

fuck, focus, this is important

I toss the ball up, he should take his shirt off more, and hit it, of course I missed, meaning I just gave away a game, great.

For those who don't understand tennis, there's two sets in a match and you must get six games to win a set, since we are doing practice sets we're only doing one and not two, i'm up in games 5-3 right now so I only need one more game to win, then I am allowed to leave.

All of the boys are running onto the field now, I see number 11, and my face lights up, he's doing good, they're scrimmaging and Valentino has scored two of their three goals!

Number 19 hasn't scored any, he's playing for the other team, Jackson, come on, score

"Sky, your thirty seconds is up, continue your set"

"Yes ma'am"

I finished the set winning 6-3, I then leave for fitness which is another hour, I might die before the clock hits 6:00

update: I did not die before the clock hit 6:00, I walk back to my dorm and shower, i've been outside and sweating for four hours, since 2:00, i'm absolutely exhausted. However, I need help with french, and I will not allow myself to back down from asking again.

I blow dry my hair and curl it, this way it will be wavy by tomorrow. I only put on mascara seeing as i'll just be with Valentino.

I put on a tan cropped shirt with white loose shorts that tie in the front.

I take a deep breathe in and leave my dorm.

i stand in-front of the door for probably about two minutes, it would have been longer if it weren't for someone coming out of the elevator, I would rather not look like a crazy person so I quickly knocked and hoped he isn't in a bad mood.

"What the fu-  madden?"

"So, i know you hate me and all and you think I shouldn't even talk to you and stuff and that i'm like a nobody but ever since that all happened my grade in french dropped like a lot and I have a C so i'm scared if I put this off any longer i'll get taken out of tennis because of it so I need your help with french even though you don't like helping me"

"Sky" I look up quickly, he said my name

"Yeah, i'm sorry never mind, probably not how you would want to spend your Friday night, I wouldn't want to spend it with me either but I mean I kinda have to but you don't so I gu-"

"Sky! Stop rambling, its cute but seriously, it's okay princess, go grab your stuff and come back here, i'll set everything up"

"o-okay" I did not just stutter oh my god what has this world become

I walk back to my room, heat rises in my stomach at his words.

He said my name, Valentino actually said my name

A smile is plastered on my face, the boy that hates me might not hate me as much after all

They're getting better at this whole not hating each other thing
<3- Elle