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R U S S O 8

* the shows I name in this chapter are fake. It allows me to freestyle however I want.

R U S S O 8

Mateo sat at the table with a notepad on the table and a pen in his hand. He was supposed to be focused on film study, watching back the plays from the game to see what players could improve and learn. They were supposed to use this time to elevate their game, learn how to make more impactful plays, and get help to become a powerful force for the next game.

However, Mateo couldn't get Anastasia out of his head. She kept popping up, and when he finally allowed her to take control over his mind, he wasn't able to concentrate. He wondered what she was doing. Was she thinking of him, too? If he saw her right now, what hairstyle would she have?

He noticed that she loved switching it up. She could be walking around campus with her hair in a slick-back bun today and then her natural curls bouncing at her shoulders tomorrow. Did she get braids over the weekend? Maybe a sew-in or simply straightened it.

Whatever it was, though, he just wanted to see her. Anastasia was coming to his mind very suddenly these last few days, out of nowhere, like she was manifesting him. Like she was using love spells to get him slowly addicted to her, and if this were true, he wouldn't even be mad at it.

He liked the idea of her wanting him because if she could go to that level of crazyness, then he could be comfortable with his. Mateo wasn't some psycho, but a little of his possessive ways shined through when he was into someone or serious about them.

Especially if the person he was with was getting hit on. Not everyone wanted to sit back all the time and just watch that happen. It was a form of disrespect to many, and a reaction was very rational.

I'm free in ten minutes, Mateo read the message on the screen from Irene.

That could only mean one thing, and although he would usually meet her in between classes for a quickie, he left her message unopened to respond to someone else's.

He was on his way out of film study when he saw that Anastasia was shooting him a text about their first tutor session. She was on crunch time and needed to grasp formulas that she found difficult.

can we start a session after practice? Anastasia sent.

that works for me, Mateo sends, adjusting his book bag over his shoulder, I have to be honest with you. I take my tutoring lessons very seriously, so be prepared to work hard.

oh god, are you gonna hurt my feelings? She asks through text, cause I'll curse you out.

Mateo smirks, make sure you have all the things you need with you for later.

"Coach was such a dick to me, man," Austin said as he walked alongside Mateo.

"How?" Mateo mumbled as he moved to Irene's message and began typing.

He was debating whether meeting her in ten minutes was what he should do or not. Anastasia has obviously been on his mind, but he couldn't ask her to release that pent-up energy he had inside. Thus, saying yes to Irene would help him out.

He just wanted to get the thoughts about Anastasia off his mind and get them out of his system so that way when he's with her later on, he's not staring at her like she's a piece of meat. He will still very much find himself attracted to her in more ways than one, but it won't be so hard to control. He'll be able to keep his focus on what was important, and that was getting her a good grade.

"You don't remember?" Austin asks, "Coach was going on about me being hesitant. I personally don't think I was," Austin said with knitted brows.

Mateo says on a muffle, "you were, but that's nothing to get upset about. Spend more time in practice to build the confidence," trying to speak to Austin and text Anastasia back at the same time.