l e x i
I walked down the hallway with my books in hand, heading to my second class.
Thursday. Just two more days before I could lay in bed all day.
I walked into class five minutes early.
"So, Zach, no practice today?" I sat down beside him.
He shook his head, "It's too cold to swim, and we've had so much land training already. We'll start training again when it gets a bit warmer. The school's too stingy to get a heater for the pool."
I nodded, "Oh okay. I'll just jog a little with Jax or Alex in the afternoon."
Speaking of Alex, she was a lot better. It had been more than a week, and her arm was almost fully healed.
I was talking to Zach when someone decided to interrupt us, "What are you doing here?"
"Chase, don't. I don't get why you always get mad at him. What did he ever do to you?" I defended Zach.
"Don't you see? That guy," he pointed at Zach, "He's trying to get so close to you, because he likes you."
What? I was confused, and shocked as well so I decided to ask him, "What are you talking about, Chase? And wait, do you, Zach?"
I felt my cheeks become warm after Chase said that Zach apparently liked me.
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't," he replied, taunting Chase. I didn't get it though, why would he like a person as stubborn as me?
Also, why was Chase so mad at Zach? It's not like they fought or something.
"What's it to you, Chase?" I questioned him.
"Nothing. I just don't like him." Of course, he had a stupid answer.
"You have no right not to like him. If you don't like my friends, you're not my friend," I decided not to talk to him anymore.
At that point, I didn't care anymore, I wasn't using my head. I was just really disappointed and a bit pissed at him.
"Do you see what you just did?" he pushed Zach aggressively. "She hates me now. Because of you!"
I think he only meant for Zach to hear, but instead, basically the whole world heard.
"Sit down, I don't want to hear about all that drama in your lives. You're supposed to be learning here, not causing a scene," our Literature teacher said, coming in the room.
Chase shot one more glare at Zach before taking a seat beside me.
I spent the whole rest of the class taking down notes, listening to our teacher, and even though I was mad, glancing at Chase from time to time.
Once the class was done, I checked my schedule and saw that sadly, I had Chemistry. The class I had with my siblings. And Chase.
"Lex! Wait up!" someone held my arm.
I turned around and saw Chase. I made sure to make my words clear as day, "I am not talking to you."
I was about to turn back around when he said something that made me stop, "I understand. I'm sorry, Lex. I really disappointed you."
My conscience beat me up as I watched him walk past me, going to the Chemistry lab.
The rest of the day, I felt numb. That was until P.E. came.
"Since your teacher had an unexpected family matter to attend to in San Fransisco, you'll have a sub first. Coach Ken will be back after spring break," the principal announced to us.
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Triple Trouble
Teen FictionFollow the story of three siblings, Alex the girly girl, Lexi the unintentional not-so-good girl and Ryder the goofball, as they make new lives in Los Angeles after they were forced to move there from their comfortable lives in Orlando. Love brews...