The side effect of dying

Part II: Game set.

Nick's POV

Tori Gibbson became one of the most popular people in school. But she doesn't ignore anybody. She keeps talking nonstop to anyone. Janitors, Teachers, emos, outsiders and she even made my fucking girlfriend laugh.

"She's out of control." I said to Gus after training in the changing room. "She's freaky."

"Who?"

"Victoria Gibbson." I tied my shoes while my other teammates were whipping each other with a wet towel.

"What? She's cool, man. I like her. In fact, I might actually ask her out." He grinned like a fool.

"Do whatever you want, dude. I bet you guys wouldn't have a moment of silence since you guys talk too much." I joked.

Gus laughed and just shook his head.

I went to the gym afterwards. It was already dark when I stepped out.

As I drove past the sixth avenue and stopped at the red light, I saw a familiar face sitting on the sidewalk.

Hold up.

I rolled my windows down.

It's Tori.

Her head was resting on her pulled up knees.

It was 9:48 Pm.

"Tori?" I called out, ignoring the green light now. Nobody was behind me anyway. In fact, we were the only ones now.

She looked up. And for the first time since last month, she wasn't smiling.

But when she recognised me, she forced a smile on her lips. It looked broken.

"Nick?" She stumbled towards me. "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" I asked. "Are you lost?"

"Yes. Do you know where the fifth avenue is?"

"It's down the street. A bit far though."

Tori stared down the street. "I think I can manage. Thank you." She started to walk away.

"I can drive you." I offered through gritted teeth.

She spun around and laughed. "No, it's okay. I know you don't like me."

"Just get in, Tori. I can't let you walk away alone." I opened the passangers door for her.

"Come on."

She smiled and finally got in.

"Thank you so much, Nick." She said while putting on the seatbelt.

"You're welcome." I whispered.

We drove silently through the streets. But a question was bugging in the back of my mind.

"Isn't your dad a millionaire? Why do you have to walk alone in the middle of the night?" I asked her.

"I wanted some space. My dad's money is his money. Not mine." She answered uninterested. "Money doesn't solve everything." She added under her breath.

^

Two days before the big play-off.
Two whole days.

Gus, Jason, Keith, Hans and Derek were in the parking lot. I was leaning against my jeep while I munch on skittles.

"Were so gonna beat the fucking frogs this year!" Jason whooped.

I threw a skittle at him. "We would've won last year if you weren't such a pussy last year."