"Where there is strife, there is pride, but wisdom is found in those who take advice. Dishonest money dwindles away, but whoever gathers money little by little makes it grow."
Proverbs 13:10-11 NIV
💥Serena's POV💥
All day, people have been whispering about Jacob and I. Quite frankly, it's getting frustrating.
And to make it worse, Miranda kept telling me to stay away from him because I might ruin their relationship. And I felt bad for her, because if you need to keep reminding someone of your relationship, then it's not real.
"Are you okay?" Becca asks gently.
"I'm fine." No, I'm not.
"Well we only have on class left, you can get through it." Sure...
Our last class is gym. Just what I needed.
We get to the gymnasium and sit on the bleachers.
"Okay class, to day we will be doing floor hockey. Grab your respective uniforms and go to the locker rooms to change." Mr. Turner yells.
We leave to change and come back to find that we're on the same team. Team 2.
At least I got that going for me.
"Team 1 and team 2 on the floor now." Of course.
Nothing like getting whacked in the legs with sticks and balls thrown toward yourself.
For six excruciatingly long minutes, I had to endure being goalie and someone on the other team thinking he is on the NHL.
"Both teams off. Team 3 and team 4 up next."
Becca and I sit on the bleachers and I grab my book that I've been meaning to finish.
"Reading? Really?" She asks.
"Yes because I happen to like the idea of entering another realm of fantasy instead of dealing with the life I'm living now."
"Well that was deep." She giggles.
"Why thank you." I flip my hair, jokingly." I try."
"So what book are you reading?"
"Winter, by Marissa Meyer. Though this is the third time I've read it, I haven't been able to buy the next one."
She hums.
"Team 3 stay on, team 2 up next."
I put my bookmark where I left off and grab a stick.
Becca is goalie this time and I am defense.
"Hey beautiful lady." A guy from the other team says.
I ignore him.
He grabs my arm. "I don't like getting ignored by pretty girls." News flash, I'm not pretty.
"Let me go." I whisper. "Or I'll-"
"You'll what? Hit me? You're not strong enough." I slam my hockey stick on his foot.
No one tells me that I'm not strong enough. I dealt with that my whole life.
He curses and limps away.
"You okay?" Becca asks. I walk close to her, but not to close to where I'm blocking the goal.
"I'm fine, but that boy isn't."
YOU ARE READING
I'm the Bad Boy's Princesa
RomanceBoth Jacob and Serena have had bumps in life, some that have had a major influence on who they are as a person. Through certain circumstances, their lives intertwine. Jacob is a heartless bad boy who claims to have no romantic emotions. Serena is a...
