Bullied by the mafia son •Completed ✓

Chapter 27

Bella's pov

Am here waiting for Justin so we can present our project. He's late and although I know it's because of practice because tomorrow is the big game.

"Miss Vincenzo and Mr pentagon it's time for your presentation." The history teacher said.

"Sir can you give me 3 minutes my partner is not here yet" and he nod. Thank God he gave me sometime and others began to present making us the last.

But still Justin was not here and it'll soon be our turn.

"It's time for Bella and Justin presentation" i stood up and went in front of the class, my eyes at the door waiting for Justin to come.

Maybe he isn't coming so I decided to start and present our project alone.

As I was about to start someone barged in panting and my eyes went to the door and it was Justin.

Finally his here but he was wearing the  football jersey. As he immediately ran to my side.

"You are late" I said

"You can't blame me big game is tomorrow."

"Can you guys start your project if not you are getting an E both of you." The teacher said.

We started, I went first mostly talking about the history of the mafia's while Justin talked on how dangerous they are.

And I was impressed because it seem he knows more about them and because of him we got an A+.

And I was so happy, immediately after class I was about to thank him but he was long gone.

Justin pov

Today is the big game, we have a match with our rival. They are good as we are.

"15 minutes for the game to start" coach shouted. Immediately Marcel came beside me and encouraged me instead of me encouraging him

I guess he noticed that I was kinda nervous and it really helped with him besides me.

"It's time" coach said.

And I gathered my teammates together.

"Let me get things straight to you guys if we loose this game I promise you till we graduate I'll make your high school life miserable. And you all know what I mean by that, if you are too slow doing the game you are out of the football team and no coming back, you got that" I shouted.

"yes captain". They said.

"let's go out there and show them what team we are."

What team we are "bulldog".

What team we are "bulldog".

Before we made our way to the field.

Our cheerleaders were already doing their jobs lifting our spirit up.

The match was tough but eventually we won and we were so happy.

We didn't go back to the changing room because everyone has gone to meet their  family, taking pictures.

While I and Marcel just stood in the middle of the field looking as everyone was with their family.

I felt jealous, sometimes I wished I had never been born at all.

Then Marcel said congratulations bro, if not for you we would have lost.

Then he brought out a small box from behind and it to me .