Why We Fell in Love

Chapter Four

So apparently, Brooke is dating Dylan and Noah at the same time and they're all cool with it. They're absolutely ridiculous. I haven't talked to Noah since he snuck onto my balcony and I like it this way because he doesn't annoy the crap out of me.

"Can you please come with me to the basketball game? Garrett is playing and I want to support him and show my love for him," she coos. I roll my eyes at her. You guessed it, she found a guy and now they're 'in love'.

"Meg, I hate basketball. And there's practice today that we have to lead," I explain.

"We can tell coach we're sick. She'll believe us," she says. Is she hearing herself? She's the one that told me that we don't need guys and we made a pact. "Abby please. I'm asking for one thing."

I groan before shutting my locker," fine."

"Yes!" she shouts before hugging me. "I have to go tell Gare-bear. Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Gare-bear? Are you serious? She has gone mad. I'm about to leave for class but Noah comes over to his locker and he starts making conversation with me," so I hear you're going to the game."

Why is he talking to me now? He could've talked to me some other day," great, you have ears. Congrats."

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2:15. Greatest time on a weekday. The day when you are free to leave school but no, I have to stay another hour for practice or hours for a match. But not today. I have a basketball game to get to and a person on that team makes me want to explode and rip my head off.

"Come on Abby! We have to go!" Meghan says, literally dragging my arm towards the gymnasium. If it was an away game, there was no way I would be driving there.

"Meg, I have to get something out of my car real quick," I say as she groans, letting go of me. I walk outside into my beetle to get my water bottle. I could drive home or go to practice but I have to be a good friend. In front of me was Noah's car and he was sitting inside, leaning on the steering wheel.

I lock my car and walk over to his, knocking on the window. I can barely see him because his side windows are tinted really dark. Is that even legal? "So you're the one that owns the buggy?" he asks, laughing. "Miss money doesn't have a lot of money."

I roll my eyes," you know you have a game right?"

He sighs before getting out of the car in his uniform," yeah, I know. I just needed some air."

We both were walking side by side into the school," what were you thinking about?" I ask in a sincere voice. I am planning on him telling me at least something.

"What did I tell you about the boundary?" he snaps.

"I just asked a question, jesus. What's wrong with you?" I argue, pushing the doors to the gymnasium open and walking inside. He has such a short temper and it's making me frustrated as ever. I can't find Meghan anywhere because theres a gym full of people so I sit near some juniors who don't annoy me.

"Abby, whas' good girl?" Dylan asks, taking a seat next to me and throwing his arm around me. I push him off of me and scoot over. "Thought you had practice girl."

His use of girl is making me sick. "I do but I came to watch the game because Meghan wanted me to. Why are you even talking to me?"

"Freedom of speech man," he says, sitting up straight and watching the guys warm up. He might sound drunk to you but this is his normal dialect. I don't get what Lily ever saw in him. "YOO LOOK AT MY BROO!"

I don't know who he's talking about or who he's talking to but I don't pay attention to him. I focus on Noah and how he plays. I never actually watched him play before. "CAPTAIN!" the coach yells.

Noah runs over to him from the court. What a shocker... He's the captain... Hooray. The two of them share some words before he blows the whistle and the whole team gathers around. Im bored. Can I leave?

I feel my phone buzz in my bag and it was a message from Meghan;

Totally ditched this place. Can't find Garrett anywhere. Soz, bye.

Are you serious Meghan? I cannot believe this girl. I immediately stand up and get the heck out of the crowded gymnasium. I need some coffee... Actually, I need to go to practice. I run towards my car, take my tennis bag and quickly get changed and run towards the courts.

"Abigail! Thought you were sick!" coach yells from the tennis court as I place my stuff on the bench. I still have my boots on from school.

"Feeling much better!" I yell back. I can see coach smiling from here. I unzip my bag and take out my tennis sneakers and put them on. I take my racket out of my bag and join the girls on the court.

"Abby, we voted for you for homecoming queen," Lizzie says to me as the rest of the girls say 'me too'. I give them a smile because I didn't even know about homecoming nominations. I mean, I knew I was going to get nominated and that makes me sound self-conceded but I didn't know people are actually going to vote for me.

"Thank you guys," I smile as I'm stretching.

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By the time we finish practice, everyone is tired out and I'm assuming the game just ended because people are pouring out of the school. I place my racket in my bag and head off to my car. My jaw drops when I saw a dent on it.

"Are you serious?" I say to myself.

I hear Noah saying goodbye to his basketball buddies before heading towards his car. He looks at me and his face turns angry. He gets into his car and drives away. Well then. I get into my car and make my way home. Dad is gonna be maddddd.