book 1 | chapter 2

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~*'🤍 "My greasy haired boy.."🤍'*~

After snack, we walked towards the football field for our PE class. Instead of being able to enjoy my snack time, I had spent the whole 15 minutes sneaking glances at Lasse, hoping to meet his poop brown dirt leave orbs again but he remained focused at his friends.

I was scared to catch feelings for him, because my past loves had rendered me... the other woman. It had sent me spiraling into depression, and caused me to die two chunks of my hair blond. Ever since then I haven't been able to look at a taco the same way again.

We walked onto the football court and immediately we could tell that Mr Anom was in a bad mood. The sun was bright and shining, and beads of sweat starting forming at my forehead.

"Guys it's really hot out here..." Tasha said before jumping into her usual routine of doing forward rolls. She was so amazing and cute and funny.

Jovinca and I stood together while we waited for Mr Anom to give us our instructions for todays lesson. I watched the boys (specifically my ecosystem-eared boy, Lasse) play football. I never realized how strong and defined Lasse's lanky legs were until I saw them glistening with sweat under the morning sun.

Kenoah (who had just returned from the clinic after being thrown off the roof) ran up to the ball, ready to shoot, but out of nowhere, Alyssa came running and slide tackles him. Her shoe hit him directly in the nose, and bright red blood flowed out. We all laughed at her silly quirky bakaness and went back to watching the boys play.

Finally Mr Anom came up to us, and after yelling at Kenoah for getting clobbered by Alyssa, ordered us to run 40 laps around the field. We all groaned in complaint.

"Guys hurry up," Jovinca said to Tasha and I. Tasha stood up from her forward rolls and we all started jogging together around the court. On our third lap, we heard screaming from behind us and we saw Kenoah screeching as Alyssa chased him with a knife in hand. We giggled and continued running.

At the fifth lap I started feeling faint. My legs starting numbing, and the beads of sweat on my forehead were getting thicker and thicker. My pace was slowing down, and Jovinca and Tasha noticed.

"Callista are you oka-" we're the last things I heard before blacking out on the football field grass.

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"Callista? Callista? She's awake!" I heard, my eyes fluttering open cutely.

I looked around, and saw that I was in the clinic. In front of me, Jovinca and Tasha hovered over me, worry plastered all over Tasha's beautiful sexy face.

"I-I-I"m okay..." I stuttered. I sat up and reached my hand up to my head. I felt completely fine, so what had gone wrong? "What happened?"

"You passed out from heat stroke on the football field," Jovinca said worriedly. "Your entire face went really ugly and red, it was so scary to look at."

I rolled my eyes at her. Kenoah was passed out on the clinic bed in front of me. "What happened to him?" I asked them.

Tasha shrugged. "Alyssa head shotted him with her shoe, and he just went completely knocked out for a while. He's fine I guess."

We chatted for a bit more before they finally left the clinic. I stayed behind a bit just in case I started feeling lightheaded and fainted again, but after 5 or 10 minutes I felt completely fine so I left the clinic and headed upstairs.

Right as I was about to turn the corner and head up the stairs, a strong, lean arm grabbed me and pulled me towards them. I yelped and turned around.

His bright dark brown black alpha eyes looked into mine, and desire and lust was the only thing I saw in them.

"L-lasse?" I said nervously. His arm gripped firmly at my arm and I felt like I was in the presence of my alpha oniichan.

"You silly little baka... fainting in the middle of the football field," his voice was low and raspy, as if he was containing himself.

"I-I don't know what you mean?" I asked him.

"You still haven't gotten it yet, huh?" he asked me, licking his lips. My legs quivered and I could hear my heart beating in my chest. "Whatever.. maybe it's best if you never know.." he said, and he took his hand off my waist before i realized he had even moved it there in the first place.

He started walking off, and I tried calling after him in confusion but he just kept walking. I sighed to myself and looked down at my feet.

Suddenly I felt a tap at my back, and I looked behind me to see a small little girl. "Aren't you one of the girls who blows smoke out of her mouth at lunch time?"

I groaned. "Man shutcho-" I smacked her an she white thr wall.

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