[THE WAYARKE SERIES, BOOK #1]
"Take it easy."
"It's never easy with you."
"Good."
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Ever since Austin Chanler was young, the NBA has been his dream. The one thing he's wanted for himself. Now a 19 year old sophomore, eligible for an academy one ste...
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AKIA
After finding out that I'm stuck in a contract for this job, I've just been staring coldly at the email. Liz is very enthusiastic about it, trying to convince me that it's a good opportunity, but all I can think about is the dark haired asshole I'll be stuck in the same proximity with for hours. She loves her brother to death, but if she knew how arrogant he is to women, she'd understand me completely.
"You're only excited because you know you'll be the one to drive me there." I shake my head, hoping this is all just a very realistic nightmare.
"Why would I be excited about driving you?" She watches me, confused.
"Starts with an H, ends with an N.." I drawl, waggling my eyebrows.
"I don't take heroin, Akia!"
"Hayden!" I blurt out, shaking my head.
She covers her face with both of her hands when I say it, turning away from me. "I have an idea," I start. "Since you're so excited, you can go instead of me!" I smile, nodding my head in encouragement.
She smiles back. "I don't think so..."
"I think so..." I remark before I drop my head onto the desk and groan. "This is hell." She laughs at me and I send her a sad look. "This isn't funny."
"It definitely is." She giggles. I grab a pillow from the bed next to me and throw it at her. Her laughing is muffled when the cotton plummets her face. Her hands push the pillow away from her, where it bounces right off my head.
"Oh, my God!" I squeal, blocking my head. We're both cackling now, a laughing fit. Once we gain our breaths, Liz remembers something.
"Have you ever been to Wayarke Academy?" She asks, still breathing fast.
"Nope," I shrug my shoulders. "Never had the need to."
She grabs ahold of my arm. "Well, practice starts at 4." She says, making me look at the clock but she answers for me before I can even see the time. "It's half past 3." I already know she's about to make me go there and there's no changing her mind. Still, I never learn my lesson.
"But—"
"No buts! The only butt I wanna see is the one getting in my car." She picks up the keys again and opens the door, turning towards me. She smiles brightly. "You'll love the job!"
When we get there, she parks her white jeep— the one with flower stickers like daisies and sunflowers on the rear window. It looks super out of place compared to all of the modern cars in the parking lot. I open my car door and turn my head to look at her as I'm stepping out, noticing the way she makes no move to get out.
"Let's go," I urge her, looking at the near empty parking spaces. People must walk here. Extra exercise.
"I'd rather stay inside," Liz says, looking like if she went with me, she'd break out in more sweat than she already has.
