I Think I Like The Bad Boy

13// practice or project

I woke up the next morning extremely happy. It's been a week since I joined the basketball team.

It was Monday, the start of practice. Then I remembered, I have to do the project today with Ace. Me and Ace talk a lot but we are still enemy's.

I walked in the school smiling. It's been half a month since school started.

I saw Ace standing by my locker waiting for ... me or Aaron.

When I got there he grabbed my arm and I felt tingles run up it. "Tonight at your house," he said then let go of my arm and left.

Project or practice, which one should I choose? Project! Project, Sky! The voice in my head screamed.

Would that be a good choice. No Sky! Practice! Another uninvited voice yelled.

Ugh! I'm just so frustrated.

"Hey," Shea said.

"Hey," I said back looking at my phone like I was supposed to get a very important text. But who would wanna text me? I'm a lame loser with one friend.

I walked to class after taking care of the stuff I didn't need.

I need to choose fast.

If I choose project then I can't play in the next basketball game, if I choose basketball then I will be behind on the project. Which must I remind you it's due in two days.

Screw it, I choose project.