Knowing Asher

Chapter|30|

"Let us go watch them play since we have nothing to do," Amanda said and I groaned inwardly.

Not this again. The first time I went to a basketball match in this school, I ended up liking the star player.

"I am going to head to the library." I said and turned to leave. I was pulled by the collar of my shirt. "We are all going to watch this. This is for Mike," Lily pouted, and I snorted silently.

"You are his girlfriend, so I don't get why we have to be there." I tried reasoning with her. "I want you guys there," Lily said, shaking me which made me sigh.

"I am going to miss the bus," I stated the obvious, and Amanda rolled her eyes at me. "I will drop you off," she replied, and I gave her a tight smile.

Do any of them not actually understand my reasons for refusing to go? Or did they choose to ignore it? They are such mean friends.

They are trying to let you get over your fear.

You make me laugh, my dear subconscious.

"Fine," I huffed, leading the way to the basketball court. "You are going to enjoy it," Lily said smiling, and I scoffed.

Good thing for her that her boyfriend wss on the team, unlike me who's trying to avoid someone.

We settled on the bleachers and waited for the game to start. "It's us against Newville High." Lily filled us in.

The cheerleaders entered and started their dance. "I need to head to the bathroom," I said, excusing myself from my friends.

I walked out and was about to turn in the direction of the bathroom. "Hey, wait up," a voice called, making me turn.

My insides turned a bit as I settled my eyes on the person, but I plastered a small frown on my face instead. "What do you want?" I said a little coldly and folded my hands on my chest.

"You can be nicer, you know," he said with a smile that flattered a bit at me being unfazed at his words. I still had a frown as he ran his hands through his hair.

"Don't you have a match to get to?" I asked. "Are you here to watch me play? Bet you will be rooting for me all night," he said, smiling at me and butterflies fluttered in my stomach.

Trust me, I want that to, but you had to go and ruin everything.

"Oh please, I have got better things to do. I am here for my friend's boyfriend," I retorted, and he stared at me with a look I couldn't decipher.

"Why are you being so cold to me?" He asked me, moving close, and I stepped back a bit.

Just draw him close already.

SUBCONSCIOUS!

I have got to make him feel the same way he made me feel. He can't just decide when to come and go out of my life, leaving me sad and hurt.

"You are seriously asking me that. I can't believe you right now," I snapped.

He was about to reply. "Asher, what are you doing over there? The match is about to start, " a voice called, and I sighed.

I thought I was finally going to get the answers from him. He kissed me and then ghosted me. "We will continue this after the match," he said and blew a kiss to me.

"Watch me kick their asses," he smirked, and I shook my head at him.

He jogged back into the court, and I went to the bathroom.

"What took you so long?" Angela whispered as I settled back beside her.

I stared at her, confused at why she was whispering, but my gaze was set on the players coming out. "Nothing," I replied, not wanting to talk about it now.