Knowing Asher

Chapter|68|

"It's weird you didn't wear his jersey to his game. You didn't even go and meet him before the game starts," Amanda said to me, and I sighed.

"I am just emotionally down," I whispered, and she raised an eyebrow.

I focused on the game, not really into it but just staring into nothing.

Cheers erupted beside me, and I turned to my friends. "What is wrong with you? Asher just got a hit, and you didn't even cheer for him," Lily said, and I shrugged.

I closed my eyes and fought back the tears. I have to do this because it's my future we are discussing here. The scholarship was the only way I could attend this college. I can't miss this opportunity.

"Excuse me," I said to my friends and hurried out of the hall. I headed to the bathroom and locked myself into an empty stall.

This was becoming so hard!

Why do I feel like I have to do this?

I cleaned my face and took deep breaths. I walked out and headed straight for the sink. I splashed water on my face countless times, thankful I didn't wear any makeup. I exhaled deeply and walked out.

I calmed myself down and headed back to the hall. The screams hit me with full force, and I felt a headache coming up. I headed back to my seat, and my friends didn't spare me a glance. They were so engrossed in the game that I forced myself to watch. The whistle was blown for a short break. Some people walked out, and I remained in my seat. I just looked to where the boys were drinking and discussing with the coach. My heart clenched, but I had to keep reminding myself that this was important.

They dispersed, and Asher looked around. He met my gaze and gave me his signature smile.

Are you okay? I was sure he mouthed that, and I nodded with a thumbs up. I was anything but fine.

I haven't told him about my conversation with the counselor. He didn't need to know about that because it's better this way. He raised an eyebrow at my choice of dressing. He shook his head and turned back to his teammates.

"Something is definitely up with you, Stephanie. We are your friends. You should trust us enough to discuss your problems with us," Amanda said, grunting, and I turned to her. They were all looking at me with a sad expression, and I sighed.

"I am sad about my grades, but I would be fine soon. I already talked with the counselor, and she provided me with a solution. I just need to do that, and my life will be back on the right track," I replied, and I felt them sigh. "I am so sorry for worrying you guys," I mumbled, and they waved me off.

"I am glad you decided to finally share your problems with us," Angela said smiling, and I forced a smile.

She found a solution, but it's going to shatter my heart into pieces.

The game started again. I was watching but wasn't concentrating. The game ended with our school winning.

"We are going to the finals." Someone squealed loud, and everyone joined in. I couldn't help but plaster a small smile on.

He must be so glad and I feel bad I have...

No, going back, this is for my future!

"We are leaving now to the club to celebrate the win since you and Asher like to arrive fashionably late," Angela said, and I forced a smile.

I have been doing that a lot lately, and I'm not sure I could actually smile with no constraints.

They left after teasing me, which I felt numb, too. My whole life has been going downhill, and I was not sure which to believe anymore. I don't know if what I am about to do is right or not.