Heart of the Champions

Chapter 4

Ina's POV
After Whitey made me practice and scrimmage with the boys, unfortunately, I had to talk to Lucas. I knew it was going to be harder to get him to let me tutor Nathan then before, because Nathan and I were making flirty comments back and forth nonstop. Of course they didn't mean anything, but I just like to tease him. I'm not going to let him win. I sat in my car waiting for Lucas. As if on que, I see Lucas walking out with a sour expression written all over his face. My eyes widened. This was not gonna be fun.
"Lucas are you okay?" I asked already knowing the answer.
       "I don't know you tell me. What the hell just happened Ina? What are you two fucking now or what?" Lucas said. I was taken back. Yeah me and Nathan were messing with each other at practice but I was doing it to prove a point. It didn't mean anything.
         "Wow. Do you really think that about me Lucas? You know after so many years of friendship, you'd think that I would chose my best friend over some asshole." I could tell Lucas saw the hurt on my face because his hard glare softened.
          "Ina I didn't mean it. I'm sorry I was just upset and angry with Nathan." Lucas said shaking his head at himself. He brought his right hand up rubbing his forehead with it. I knew he was just stressed out, so I nodded.
           "Come on let's go. It's getting late, and I have homework to do." I said. Lucas looked at me nodding, before throwing his bag in the backseat of my car and hopping in the front himself. I dropped Lucas off and went home myself. I grabbed a banana and a water, and went upstairs to finish homework. When I was doing my homework, I though of Nathan. I feel bad knowing he has so much potential to academically succeed. If only he had someone to push him like he does for basketball. I pushed aside my thoughts, and got ready to shower. I finished my shower, changed into pajamas, and did all of my night routine which consisted of brushing my teeth and hair, washing my face, braiding my hair so it will be wavy for tomorrow, picking out my outfit, and I already took out my contacts before my shower. Also, I packed my volleyball bag for practice as well. I turned off the lights and hopped into bed. Soon enough I was fast asleep.
     I woke up a little later today considering I showered last night and got everything ready ahead of time. Those twenty extra minutes do make a difference I must say. I got up and headed into my bathroom. I decided I was going to leave my glasses on today, because it's a sorta lazy day. I took them off for the sake of my makeup. I just quickly applied some concealer, a little bit off bronzer and blush, a few coats of mascara, and lip balm. I threw my glasses back on and took out my hair. Man did it look bad. I looked at myself in the mirror, and shook my head walking away. Why did I have to look so ugly? Oh well. You learn to accept it. I threw on my oversized crewneck,  a pair of plain black leggings, and my white Adidas shoes. I grabbed my bags and headed downstairs. My parents were already at work, so I just ate an apple, grabbed my already made lunch, and hurried back to brush my teeth. I threw my contact stuff in my bag and headed to my car. Same old routine. I picked up Lucas. Things were kinda awkward around us. You could feel the tension. I didn't like it.
           "I'm sorry." We both said at the same time. We looked at each other and busted out laughing. Now that's better.
            "Thank god. I couldn't stand to be in here a second longer if that was gonna continue." I said. Lucas threw his head back laughing harder, but nodded agreeing.
I was in last period, when I heard a ton of laughing in the hallway. I was really confused because students here, never laugh. They're all antisocial except for all the huge parties Brooke Davis and Peyton Sawyer throw. It doesn't make sense. I've been invited to those parties because well, us three are kinda friends. Actually I really love those too. Brooke is a little boy crazy, but Peyton is with Nathan too. How did I never ever meet Nathan through Peyton? I'm one of her best friends, and I have never been introduced to her boyfriend. That's weird. Nathan didn't even know who I was until volleyball. Oh well I'll ask her later. Luca loveeeeeesssssss Peyton. He is totally waiting for the day Peyton returns the love he has for her. It's adorable. He looks at her like she's so perfect and fragile. I want someone to look at me or think about me like that someday... Anyways, I walk out into the hall, and what do I see? I see Lucas standing there butt ass naked, holding two basketballs to cover everything of his own. One in the front, and one in the back. I totally could have gone without seeing that. Remind me to email one of the basketball manufacturers to make basketballs just a pinch bigger. Enough joking. I'm pissed. I know Nathan did this. I'm going to put a stop to this once and for all. It's only fair to Lucas. He didn't deserve any of this, or any of the humiliation. God I hate Nathan Scott so much. This boy is going to get it.