Rumour Has It

Chapter 4

Blake Sinclair

"Maybe I'll join the drama club." I muttered, looking through the sheet of clubs.

"No offense, but you're not a great actor, Blake." Sloane said, switching from laying on her back to laying on her stomach. She lay infront of me as I sat crossed legged on my bed with the sheet of paper in my hand.

"What am I meant to do then?" I said, looking from the paper to my sister. Sloane was visiting home for a couple weeks since she had holidays from college. Usually she decides between going to our grandparents or home, but she chose us this time. She says she only chooses our grandparents because she never saw them a lot, but I know its because they are loaded and spoil us rotten, more so when we are there. I can't blame her though, I would to.

"Just do basketball. You did it before, and you were great. Why did you quit? Mom never told me."

"Doesn't matter." I said way to quickly. "And that's not a club. Its a team. I'll actually have to put effort in."

"You would have to put effort into drama club too."

"I'd have games in basketball."

"You loved games!" She was right about that, but I was the type of person that only liked things when I won. I know, its petty, but I don't care.

"Not when I lose."

"Come on, Blake."

"No."

"Please?"

"Alright, fine, jeez. I'll tryout." Sloane squealed, sitting up on her knees and clapping her hands. I rolled my eyes. She can be persuasive, and it can get annoying.

"Yay! I can come with you so you can practice for the try outs. There's a basketball court near the park near Prince's." She said, snatching the paper from my hands just as my phone dinged. I picked it up as Sloane went to my desk and threw the paper in the garbage and my eyebrows furrowed as I read it.

From: (555) 738-9216

Hey. is this Blake?

To: (555) 738-9216

ya who this?

From: (555) 738-9216

Its Finney.

Oh. I didn't really know how to react to that. I mean, I didn't expect him to text me, of course.

To: (555) 738-9216

Who gave you my number?

From: (555) 738-9216

Uh, I think his name was Angel. Yeah, Angel Alvarez.

So, how are you?

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I scrolled through my contact list for about the 100th time. I had nobody saved as Angel. I had a few 4 saved as just their numbers. One was Finney, the others I had no idea who they were. Which only left one number that could be Angel. I clicked on the contact and furrowed my brows when I saw we had already texted a little. To answer my question, yes, it was Angel's number.