i jumped a little, suprised by the sudden contact. i looked up at her, her hair was dark brown, and she was about the same height as me.
"hi! im carter! the other phsyio!" she introduced.
"oh yeah, carter! nice to meet you." i smiled as she took a seat beside me.
"got a thing for paige huh? i could see you staring." she pointed out.
"n-no i wasnt-" i defended myself.
"well, it kinda seemed like you were staring her alllll over, and licking your lips too." she teased.
"ok fine- i was! but i mean, who wouldnt? she's paige. she's tall, muscular and has good athletic too. she's a walking celebrity on campus." i bragged.
"yeah, i get what you mean. i liked her too when i was a freshman, but im dating nika now." she informed and i did not see that coming, but she and nika did seem to match though.
"ooh! thats cool! hows it going with nika?"
"its really cool! ima just miss out the sex part, but other than that, i ocassionally go over to hers and sleepover with her. we party together with a few of the girls too." she paused. "and she doesnt let me drink much because she thinks i have low tolerance on alcohol, which maybe i do, but she's scared that i'll blurt out random stuff and then hook up with someone i dont know."
i was about to say something, but geno blewed his whistle, signalling the end of pratice as carter went to nika leaving me alone on the bleachers.
carter's pov
i had talked with nika for awhile, talking about plans for later when paige suddenly appeared behind me.
"carter. can we talk, please?" she questioned and i nodded.
nika left us alone as paige eyes looked up at mya and then to me.
"what did mya say to you? did she say anything? or did you ask anything about her? did she tell you anything about me?" she pounded me with questions.
"hold up paige, why are you bombarding me with these questions?" i joked, genuinely curious as to what her main point was now.
"i just want to know something about her." she answered.
"okay, first off. she's friendly, so go talk to her. second, i can tell she's VERY into you. third, she called you a walking celebrity on campus." i stated.
"REALLY? SHE DID?" she squealed, jumping.
"PAIGE! youre being too obvious and she's looking at us."
"what do i do? do i turn behind and look at her? or do i-"
"DO NOT turn behind" i warned
mya's pov
i was staring intently at carter and paige, probably talking about me as carter's eyes kept drifting towards me.
earlier, i also saw paige looking back up at me before talking to carter.
i came to a solution that they were definitely talking about me.
did paige not like me? does she hate me? does she have complains about me?
i sat there staring into space as the both of them continued talking while i was sat there overthinking with my thoughts.
paige's pov
"go talk to her paige, maybe you can get something out of her." she pushed.
"but what if-" she cuts me off.
"i dont wanna hear it. you turn your ass around, walk up to her and strike up a damn conversation and get something out of her."
i gulp and nodded, turning around slowly, walking towards the bleachers where she was sat at, looking down at her phone.
but then she stands up and leaves.
author's note
who's ready for the next chapter? i have a cough n flu. ugh. i was forces to not go swimming bcs i have exams next week.
but anyways i got a soccer game to watch tonight. see ya
if they win ima post another chapter today. and theyrw winning rn so ya'll pray they keep it up
