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14. not dehydrated

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chapter fourteen ꩜ not dehydrated

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IT WAS FINALLY WEDNESDAY, AND JULES ENTERED THE GYM, as everyone warmed up. She couldn't deny she did feel a bit privileged at not having to train with the basketball nor the cheerleading team, she just had to sit and look pretty, and look at her friends from time to time.

Kaya led her team with elegance, trying to tell them what things they should fix from the standard choreography. She ran the team like the marines, but masked well her anger whenever her mates didn't listen to her.

Lynn, on the other side, made sure everyone who wasn't listening knew they should go fuck themselves. Maybe not with those words, she had to bite her tongue not to say them if she wanted to keep playing the next game, but you could just tell how annoyed she'd get.

As much as Jules loved and appreciated Kaya, her eyes would shift to Lynn's team with more frequency. She'd watch the brunette run around and use those tricks she taught her so naturally and well executed that Jules wanted to cover her face and scream. Now that she accepted her crush, she felt less guilty whenever she noticed how attractive Lynn looked when focused.

God, she liked Lynn too much. Like, seriously, a lot. The way she licked her lips trying to concentrate, how small strands of her hair escaped her ponytail and framed her face, how she'd look at her and smile whenever she scored. How Lynn was just an expressive and happy person, her secret sweetness, the passion she put into, well, everything.

It was bad for her.

Music blasting from her earbuds kept her entertained as she watched Kaya's routine and Lynn's game, taking pictures and videos when they weren't aware. She also brought her notebook to draw something out of boredom, because those were usually the best drawings she made.

She practiced quietly, getting easily distracted by Lynn. They had a small break in which she was allowed to drink water, so she grabbed her bottle and ran to the bleachers where her friend was, with a wide smile.