Bleachers

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Ryker's POV:

I was looking in the bleachers for Aug since him, and his family came to watch me play. After searching for a few minutes, I finally found him. However he wasn't by himself, but with a dude who looked way too comfortable with him for my liking.

I didn't even go into the team huddle to cheer since we won, but instead I was walking toward Aug with an annoyed look on my face.

"Trey I'm just playing with you," he chuckles.

"Yeah sure. Whatever you say handsome," The guy says, looking Auggie up and down.

 Whatever you say handsome," The guy says, looking Auggie up and down

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Does this guy want a black eye, because he's fuckin asking for it.

"Aug thanks for watching me play today," I say, interrupting their conversation.

"You were awesome Ryker," he exclaims.

"Well you're my lucky charm, so of course I played well," I say, winking at him.

That comment seemed to make Auggie flustered since he didn't say anything back, twiddling his thumbs as he looked down at his lap.

"And who might you be?" I ask, looking down at the dude.

"The name's Trey," he says standing up so he can look at me at eye level.

If I had to guess he was around 6'5. I still had some height on him.

"You new?"

"No, I've been at this school since grade nine. Was actually captain of the ball team last year," he says pointing to the basketball he was holding.

"I guess I just never noticed you before," I shrug.

"Well I'm glad I wasn't looking for your attention," he grins, glancing back at Auggie, before looking at me again.

Does this guy want a broken nose? Like who the fuck did he think he was talking to me like that. Ugly ass boy, thinking he's the shit.

"Okay guys um, I'm gonna look for my sister... uh, see you," he says fastly before getting up from his seat.

"I'm coming with you," I declare following behind him. "See ya later Trey," I smile condescendingly.

Trey laughs annoyed to himself before waving at Auggie.

"We're still on for Sunday right?" He says, now looking at me with a winning smile.

"Yeah of course," smiles Auggie waving back.

"Call you later," Trey says before walking away.

What! No no no no fuckin way am I letting shit like this happen with my Auggie.

I then grab Augs hand and redirect him to the stairs taking him downstairs, and under the bleachers.

"Ryker let go of my hand please," he says nicely.

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