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Chapter Nine (9)

Blake's p.o.v

"Have you seen Anna?" Alex asked, stretching to look through the crowd of people sitting, and waiting on the bleachers.

"Nope." And I really don't care.

Frowning, Alex rushed to keep up with me as we walked to the change room, his heart beating hastily, . "I hope I can see her today during the game. If we win I told her I would run up the tiers and hug and kiss her."

Emmanuel turned around from in front of us, "She is a hoe." He chuckled, looking pointedly at me, then back to Alex. All I could do was shake my head, Alex wouldn't care what anybody said, "She tries to get at Blake, twenty, four seven."

"But she doesn't get him, and hell if I care, she is best in bed."

Frowning, I made a sour face, even Benny and I haven't made it that far in the last month we have been together, safe for our little make out sessions, and occasional clothes on clothes rubbing against each other, which we barely do anyways because his father seems to have a liking on walking in on us and telling Benny he has to get ready for an 'appointment' he had every two or three days; which he told me was about his hormonal levels, and his could be developing disorder, but that's ok, because we had agreed until we were going to wait until Benny was a bit more comfortable to take it all the way, and I had more control over my hunger and want for Benny so id didn't accidentally bite or nip at him.

"I'm not interested in her." I sighed. It was frustrating that girls were coming at me from every angle, if I was with or without Benny, and it was just as frustrating when all the guys were pushing girls my way.

"It's odd, you've been acting odd." Emmanuel noted, putting his bag on a bench, stripping of his shirt when we reached the kitchen, "Hanging out with that... Kid with the sex addiction." He mumbled, mostly to himself, but I heard it anyway.

"What?"

"I was just saying, maybe you got the fag in you or something. But the dude is giving you a bad reputation."

Snapping my head back shocked,

I took a step closer to Emmanuel only to have Alex, Armie and Josh step up against me.

"Emmanuel." Alex hissed, while Armie started to go off about nobody here caring about a reputation.

"... Incase you haven't noticed, we are in a locker room and our opponents are next door! So I advise if we want to kick some ass and have something to party about tonight after this game, smarten the fuck up!" It was when those words left Armies mouth everybody shut up and casual chatter soon filled the silence. "Thank you." He sighed, patting me on the back, continuing his strip to nudism so he could change into our school funded uniforms.

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"Boys!" Coach yelled in excitement as we walked exited the field, running and slapping each others asses.

"We won! We won!" Yelled Alex, jumping on Luke who let out a quiet laugh and ran into the fitting room.

"Good job!" Coach slapped my back and wiggled my helmet.

Smiling, I quickly scanned the field until I caught site of Benny who was playing the drums intensely, occasionally stepping to the side, or slipping off the drums and doing a quick dance then getting back in line; my boyfriend knew how to multitask.

After standing there for about five minutes, I found it in myself to pull away and head into the changing rooms.

"--and now we can partyyyyyyyyyy!" Armie yelled, walking into the shower stalls, his ass jiggling with each step he took.