Chapter two: Gym gets Heated too

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Instead of changing into my spare clothes, I put them in my bAg and changed into my gym clothes.

In the locker room, I heard Stella squealing. "Oh my god!"

"What?"

"Don't act like you didn't bump into him. I saw it. Does he look cuter up close? What does he smell like? Are you two friends now?" She was never going to let this go

"It was just one time. We're probably never going to talk to each other again. " I shrug it off, putting my hair in a ponytail.

"Oh come on! Why couldn't it have been me?"

"Maybe it was fate, Stel. Maybe god wants you to suffer. " i teased. I dont understand what she was stressing about.

"We have to get to class. " Stella got serious and stormed out of the lockerroom.

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As gym carried on, I started thinking. Stella didn even love him, she loved the idea of dating a cute guy. So technically, I'm not breaking any rules. Except for maybe number three. No excuses.

" Zelma, Blake, Austin, kat, Georgia, and Nicklaus, your a dodgeball team. If I didn't call your name, you're on the other side. " the teacher blew his whistle. I could tell this wouldn't end well.

"Long time, no see, right? Aren't you the girl thet spilled her coffee on us at lunch?" My heart fluttered at the way he pronounced girl as, " gurel".

"Yup. That's me. I spilled coffee all over myself. Did any of it get on you?"

"Oh jä, but nein pain, I promise. " I laughed as he made a strange face, realizing what he said wasn't complete English.

"It's okay. If its not your first language, why be perfect at it?" I pat his shoulder as he scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment. "We got to play. " I ran to my position.

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During the game, Stella was hurling fireballs at me. Or that's what it felt like. They weren't actuall on fire, but they might as well have been at the speed she was throwing them. Surprisingly, I was able to dodge all of the hate balls. She wasn't though. I threw one, and it hit her right in the hip.

She stormed over to me. "You better watch it. "

"Chill out Stel, what's wrong? " did I really have to ask?

"Nicklaus is mine. You said you'd never talk to him again. "

"I said probably. And also, you don't like him! You like his looks. You are in love with this idea of dating a hot guy. "

"So you think he's hot?"

"Yeah, so?"

"I want him to loveme. Not you. It's not fair.

"What are you talking about?"

"I saw the way he was speaking to you. I didn hear what he was saying, but he was stiff. Like he was nervous. "

"He was embarrassed. He messed up a simple sentence. That's why he stiffened up."

"Say what you want, but I still love him more."

"Um, okay? I honestly don't care. You do you. I don't love him. I barely know him. "

She scoffed and walked away. I'd like to see her try and talk to him.

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