"Will you ever see me more than just a player?"
When a girl named Haley seems to be caught up in drama regarding her least favorite person, Leonardo Dicpario, the school player. What happens when one of them catches feelings for the other? Who will...
I stood in front of my school in my uniform, looking up, feeling sentimental. I never thought I'd be back here. And now here I was. I sighed, mentally preparing myself. I haven't told Leo I'm back in town yet. I wanted it to be a surprise. He saw me only a few days ago when we sadly parted. But now I'm back for good. Or...until graduation. Still! It's so much more time. Im staying at Johnnys house as planned, and asked with him not to tell anyone that I was back. He agreed pretty quickly thankfully. I was excited. I get to see the bachelors again! I smiled brightly, taking a step up the stairs. -
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Leo I was sitting down glancing down from my phone to my ring. Haley hasn't texted me in a while. She must be at school right now...
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Brad sat down next to me suddenly, glancing over.
"Leo, I didn't know you have a girlfriend." Brad brought it up. Johnny looked over.
I laughed, "What?"
"Your tweet yesterday." He urged on.
I looked up slightly, "Oh." I tilted my head before nodding, "I do."
Brads eyes widened, "Really? I thought it was just a hook up to be honest. Who's the lucky girl?" He urged on.
I smiled slightly, remembering taking that picture with Haley.
"No one you know..." I mumbled slightly.
"What the heck? Why are you being so shy?" Brad eyed me, "Do you really like her or something?"
I pressed my lips together. Yes.
"If we win the spring games, will you tell us?" Brad scooted closer.
I thought about it slightly, "Maybe? But I'm not doing them this year."
Brad grabbed my arm, "You're not? Why? This is our last year."
"Because I don't feel like it." I mumbled, leaning down so I could place my head on the table away from Brad. The annual spring games was when our classes were put up against each other in activities. It was fun, but this year I wasn't that into it. Kind of seemed like a drag. Plus, we win every year. Gets boring. But, the bachelors are always the people carrying our class. Brad is so dependent on it every year. He hasn't stopped bugging me about it.
