Chapter 12

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Taylor's POV-
I closed my locker shut and walked to the cafeteria. I sat at my and the groups seat. I was the first one. One by one, the group comes. I greet them all and took out my sandwhich. As I was about to eat it, it was taking away.

I quickly turned around and smacked someone's prized possesion. Lucas fell to the ground clutching his...yeah. He dropped my sandwich and it fell to the ground.

"No!" I draw out dramatically. "Hello! You practically punched me in the nuts!" Lucas shouts. I shoot him a pointed look and he shut up. "That was a sandwich!" I complain. He gets up and winces.

He sits down and sighs. "I'll take you to a diner later on. You have to wait on the bleachers by the football field," he says. I gave him a confused look. "Football? You play football?" I ask. He nods. I nod too.

After lunch, we went our separate ways. Class after class, school has finally ended! I walked to the football field and sat on the last top row. I made sure my stuff wouldn't fall because there's no fence or backboard on the bleachers. Just the benches. I plugged in my earphones and listened to random songs.

As I was listening, I did some homework. Math. I will never get math. It's numbers! It's not supposed to be hard!

But it is.

Shut up.

you can't tell me to shut up.

Just...go away!

I can't. I'm practically you.

I roll my eyes and sighed. I heard my name being yelled at, so I looked up, the sun blinding me in the process. I ripped my earbuds out and looked at them. "WHAT?" I scream back.

The whole football team was looking at me. "DUCK!" One of them said. "DUCK?! WHAT DUCK!" I scream. Then wam!

I got hit straight in the face by a football. I screamed and fell back. Damn you no backboard thing! I fell on the ground with a thud. I laid there to hurt to move. My face hurt, my back hurts, my wrist hurts.

I opened my eyes to quickly shutting them again. Too bright! The sun was soon blocked by something. I fluttered my eyes open to see the football team hovering over me. I slowly got up, wincing and screaming in pain.

I saw Lucas push through the boys and held onto me. "Oh shit! Your mother and Sapphire are gonna kill me," he mutters. "What duck?" I ask. The boys laugh.

"We were telling you to duck because doofus over here," I think his name was Brad, gesturing towards another guys I think his name was Chaz. "Kicked the ball way too hard and it went flying towards you. Were sorry."

"It's okay Brad and Chaz," I say. The guys laugh. "Our names aren't Brad or Chaz. It's William and Drei," William I presume says. My mouth makes an 'O' shape.

"Well, it's nice meeting you, but I need to get going or my unicorn will start ruling the world and make the man existents fade out," I say, nodding my head.

"Unicorn? Are you okay? Did it hurt you that bad?" Drei said, putting the back of his hand on my forehead. I smacked his hand and pouted. "I'm not crazy! You are you....you...NINCOMPOOP!" I shout, pointing a finger at him.

William stifles a laugh and so does Lucas. Drei was gonna say something when Ella appeared with her very showy cheerleader uniform.

"Hey Taylor. Did it hurt when you got hurt by a football?" she says, pouting. I glare at her. "Shut up Ella," I sneer. She glares right back. "I'm trying to be nice," she says. I scoff.

"Yeah right," I say, putting a hand on my hip and shifting my weight to my other leg.

"Yeah. Why would I even care? I mean, you got hit by a football and I just laughed because it's what you deserved," she says, patting my head.

I swatted her hand away. "I didn't deserve it. Your just jealous I got the attention of the whole football team and you didn't," I say, glaring.

"Sure like that's it. You can't even save your own best friend," She says, smirking. I literally saw red. I was about to pounce when arms wrapped its way around my waist. I kicked and tried to get to Ella, but this person had a tight but gentle grip.

Ella walked away smirking and the person un-wrapped their arms from me. I quickly turned before wincing. I forgot about my wrist and pain.

"What was she talking about Taylor?" Lucas asked me. I shook my head. "Taylor. You can tell me," he said. I looked down at my shoes and shook my head. "Please," he pleaded.

I know he's not gonna stop till' he makes me tell him. I sighed and walked to the first row of the bleachers. I sat down and played with my fingers. Lucas sat next to me and we both looked at the setting sun and the football players.

I sigh. "It happened in Indiana....."
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Cliffhanger! Sorry if the chapter is so short! I'm busy with school and I have this homework where I am so confused about. I'll update in 2 or 3 days. Give me time.

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