It's Just A Game

Chapter 3 "Are you scared?"

The intensity of his eyes never left mine. Here we are again with the staring contest. It was me who first looked away and cowered a little bit near the coach's side. Chase associated with the team casually. Nothing fancy, just the usual backslapping embrace. The New Harold's boys seem to warm up to the new guy. It wasn't awkward at all. It was an instant liking. I think I'm just the only one who can feel the brooding sensation.

He stood in front of the coach and both shook hands firmly. I found myself stuck on the left side. Fingers crossed together and eyes directed on the floor. I'm shy but with the boys, I can shred little bits of my inhibitions.

Chase attention suddenly diverted to my direction. "And who is this girl, Coach?" There was a tinge of disdain and awe in his voice.

"This is Myah, Paul Roswell's sister. And just like you, she's the newest addition to our team. She's my dependable assistant coach." Coach Stibbs proudly said as he placed his arm on my shoulders.

"Really?Roswell's little sister? Isn't that guy blessed with everything?" Chase's right-hand thrust in front of me.

I felt electricity run through my skin the moment we gripped each other's hands. "I'm Myah. Welcome to the team and the school." I managed to utter as I meet his gray eyes one more time. There was a sudden glint in his eyes that I couldn't recognize.

"Chase." I heard him take a quick intake of breath after releasing my hand. "I'll look forward to work with you and the rest of the team.

Out of nowhere, Coach Stibbs handed out a thick folder to me. It was labeled with Chase name. The boys were into an animated conversation about basketball as usual.

"That's Chase records, Myah. I want you to study this guy and give me input on our first practice by this coming Saturday." The coach was touching the bridge of his nose. "I'm just hoping he can fit in immediately with our plays and adjust to everyone's personality."

I nodded not knowing what to say at Coach's worries. I grabbed my backpack from the floor and placed the folder inside it. I stayed quiet as I watched the boys.

"All right, team! You're all dismissed for the day!"Coach booming voice echoed in the gymnasium.

"Hey, Myah! Come over here, sunshine." Luke called when I attempted to walked away from them. He reached and grabbed my hand before I can escape. I stood between Chase and Luke whose left arm draped on my shoulders. "We are going to eat at Danny's Diner. You wanna come with us?"

"I don't think so, Lukey boy. I better go home now since Coach gave me some things to work on for Saturday's practice and I'm not yet done with my Lit assignment." My hands were tightly holding on the backpack like a lifesaver since Chase was near and our elbows contacted at one point.

"Oh come on, Myah! Loosen up!" Jessie invited himself in the conversation. "Join us for a couple of hours and will take you home after. Those assignments can wait, sunshine!"

Phil has this pleading look on his face. "Come on, baby girl. We wouldn't have bonding time anymore once practice days are in full swing."

"Don't force her if she doesn't like," Chase said suddenly as he eyed the boys waiting for my response. Luke's eyes trailed from Chase to me at the building tension.

The coldness of his words stroke my slowpoke temper. The heck he is beginning to get on my nerves. There was somewhat a hidden challenge issued. If my stare could kill, Chase would have been murdered this very instance.

"Since I dearly love you all, I'm going with you. I'm sorry if I wasn't able to make up my mind right away." My glare didn't falter and only intended for the attitude guy beside me.

The boys chorused. Jessie did his happy dance. He really can be crazy when he wants to as he raced Randell to the door of the gym. Chase took his time and fell in stride with me. Luke walked ahead of us.

"You have these boys wrapped around your fingers." Chase's whispered comments hit me big time. "They seem to be unaware that they have succumbed to your charm."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I stopped midway to face him. "You've been antagonizing me all this time. Are you psychotic or what?"

He laughed a sarcastic one. "Antagonizing you? Why would I do that?"

"You're a weird one." I managed to say trying to hold on to my brewing temper.

"I'm not weird. I'm just observant."He continued walking ahead of me. "Are you scared?"

"Scared of you?Not at all, Chase." I shook my head in nonchalance. All effort to put on a face that his presence isn't affecting me.

Tell it to the Marines.

"We'll see." He smirked again.