His Broken Heart

Chapter 5

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As I am walking towards my class I check my phone and see that I still have a few minutes to spare before the tardy bell rings so I decide to make a trip to the bathroom. I walk in and notice that there is no girls in here. Yes!! I hate walking to a restroom and seeing girls in there just looking at themselves in the mirrors hogging them up, but I had luck on my side since it was still early and everyone was probably heading to class.

I look in the mirror and just stare at myself. I promise I'm not conceited.

My red hair falls in waves a little bit below my shoulders. I didn't do much to it this morning but it still manages to look decent.

My eyes are a deep green almost hazel is you stare at them long enough. I shake my head and head into a stall taking advantage of the empty restroom.

I walk into class and I notice that Jason is wearing his soccer shirt. Oh right.....it's Friday and they have a game today. I walk towards my seat and turn on my computer.

"Hey Hannah, you're still coming to the game tonight?" Jason turns to ask me.

"Yeah...It starts at seven right?"

Jason nods his head. "Great, that gives me time to go home and change" I say to him. I saw on my phone that tonight was suppose to get a bit cold and I wanted to go home and change so I wont be freezing at the game.

"Ohh, uhm....I was thinking that maybe we could go eat somewhere after school, the coach wants us back at 6 to warm up so we have plenty of time"

OH MY GOSH!!! HES ASKING ME TO HANG OUT WITH HIM.

I am mentally screaming like a frantic teenage girl, but on the inside I managed to keep my cool
I hope.

"Uhm, yeah...that'll be cool"

Jason gives me a big smile "Great...we can meet up at your locker after school. I just have to drop off my uniform in the locker room. We could go in my car since we are coming back and going to the same place"

"Yeah, that's fine" I reply. Just the thought of being with him makes me smile like a lunatic, but I manage to stay calm and not scare him off.

We continue to talk about other things and I learn that he will be playing in the first half and that he plays left forward, so now I will know how to locate him when he's playing, even tough the number of his jersey makes it easy.

Talking to him feels so easy to do, as if we've been knowing each other all our lives. We start to play twenty questions which made it easier to know the more basic things about him.

He likes the color green, his favorite food is pizza, he is the baby of the family and has two older sisters, he has been playing soccer since he was 6 and that his dream is to become a professional soccer player. I would of gotten to know more but the bell rang when he was asking me a question.

"Are you a daddy's girl?" he asked in a teasing way. Since we were talking about our childhood and family his question seemed harmless to anyone else.

The question made me freeze in my place, he didn't know about my dad but I was just never comfortable talking about that kind of stuff. Luckily the bell has rang so I managed to dodge the question.

"I have to go....see you later then" I quickly rush out of class leaving a probably confused Jason behind. Hopefully he forgets about it throughout the day and won't question me about it later.

The next couple of classes go by without anything interesting happening. Everyone was in a good mood and wearing school shirts showing the soccer team some support. Games are very popular at our school and we always have our bleachers full whenever we have a home game, I guess you can say that we are a very supportive student body.