30| What happened.

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Lissy Romano

I ran back into the girls' locker room, tears brimming in my eyes. It was only my first day here, and already, everyone seemed to think I was some stupid little girl.

I couldn't understand why Matteo and Enzo were making such a big deal out of everything. It was fucking ridiculous.

"Lissy, you okay?" Viola asked, walking into the locker room.

"I fucking hate him," I snapped, placing my water bottle beside me.

"I know. But he's your brother. He'll always be your brother. He was worried," Viola said, sitting next to me.

"Worried? Then why didn't he wait outside the classroom for me? Why didn't he call or at least send a message?" I asked, burying my face in my hands.

"I don't know... but it seemed like they just had a practice. Their coach is a jerk—Harley hates him. He doesn't let them look at their phones or leave until he says so," Viola explained.

"Well... that makes sense." I pulled out my phone from my locker.

My heart dropped.

My brothers... they'd all called and texted me.

Where are you, Lissy? Is everything okay?? – Davide, 5 missed calls

Lissy, call me. Immediately. – Vincenzo, 7 missed calls

Why the fuck do you even have a phone if you turn it off??? – Dante, 3 missed calls

Lissy, please call me. I love you. – Santino, 4 missed calls

Lissy. Turn on your phone. We're worried. – Domenico, 3 missed calls

Are you okay? We'll have a serious talk about this. – Giovanni, 4 missed calls

Lissy, where are you? We can't find you. – Enzo, 5 missed calls

Lissy. I had a practice. I'm worried. Please call me. Or text me. Or... I don't know, just please don't ignore me. Are you okay? Where are you? Lissy... – Matteo, 10 missed calls

Is he serious? He told our brothers? What the hell is wrong with him?? I won't let this slide.

I grabbed my backpack, shoved my clothes and phone inside, and stood up angrily.

"Where are you going?" Viola asked, startled.

"I'm going to kill him," I said, storming out of the locker room.

I rushed to the football players' locker room, and without thinking, I stormed inside. Dumb idea, I know now...

I didn't see my brothers or their friends. Three guys looked at me in surprise. One of them, with messy hair and sweat dripping down his face, stood up and walked toward me. When I saw my brothers weren't there, I wanted to leave, but the guy blocked the door, placing his hand against the frame.

The other guys just stared and smiled. Were they stupid? Yes, they were.

"You look hot," the guy said, standing way too close. I hated that feeling.

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