What now??

Chapter 9

///////Dylan pov////

She thinks she everything.

She thinks she is in charge.

She is strong headed and stubborn.

I hate her soon much yet I hat having Zach help her. I hate her, I hate feeling they get in the way. I want to punch something, no I need to punch something. I found a wall while no one was watching I punch the wall. Ohhhhhh that hurts so stinking bad. Though it is not feeling as good maybe I need to punch her? It felt good next time so I just might hit her.

It has be one week since the gym thing and Stevie was not at school I wouldn't way. I had entered the gym and surprised to see Stevie she was running around with out a cast. What? The other boys came in and saw Stevie running and she was listening to music so she did not hear us. I wondered how long she was here. Wow she runs fast. I was about to say something to mike a football player when couch came in.

"Nice to see you running again S" couch said. S was Stevie's nickname wait was this the cross country runner champion, I know couch helped someone but it can't be her because she was not at this school when he was couching her.

"Yea, I am not going to let sadness and dark take over my life again." She replied.

"We'll.." Couch started saying something but then I came in. "Wait what?"

"Stevie was the champion, and the best girl I couched." He replied and Stevie looked at her shoes, the football players were surprise to say the least the was shocked and could not move.

"I thought she did not go to school here."

"There is this thing call moving where sometimes you transport schools." She yelled looking like she was about to cry. Why?

"S go run or go in my office I will talk to the boys." With that she bolted literally away and ran.

"Guys her family had a bad time and now she had to move. There was a long period were she would not run and pretty much died to the rest of the world. So help her out her past is something she wants to forget."

"Still, she does not deserve sympathy or anything nice. She deserve to be punch."

"You lay a finger on her and you will regret it." There we ohhhs from the boys.

I was mad. She was making it up I mean what is a bad past. I think she just wants attention. Figures.

///Stevie pov/////

I ran away from them as fast as I could. I headed seeing there faces. I had built a wall so no one can get to me but still hearing couch tell them that I had a bad past was more hurtful then anything. Tears started falling down my checks. I ran and ran. We were outside to begin with and so when I got out of ear shot I fell behind the bleachers and cried hard this was the first time I have cried since the day. I hate it. I hate crying more if someone saw me cry. I am pathic , useless waste of space. I don't know how much time later but I here my name calls looks like the boys are done talking. Great I look like a freak and then there done. I accidental cried out lond and then couch saw me and ran to me the boys followed and the only thing I could think of is RUN. my brain was screaming it RUN RUN RUN RUN. I couldn't not after I saw the look that couch gave to me it was kind, love, caring, and sorrow, I loved it I wanted to call him dad I wanted my real dad to came couch sounded just like him. I was daddy's little princess. I was about to cry when arm were around me. Couch. I leaned against him and closed my eyes and whimpered. When the boys came they were all laughing at this little cry baby. Figures.

"Boy run 10 laps." Couch demanded.

"What. Why." They chorus.

"Go" he yelled.