Unexpected

Chapter 2

Chapter 2



As Katrina and the boy sit down. A million different questions pop into my head. Why are they sitting with me? Who is he? Doesn't Katrina have a group of friends already? Why is he staring at me? "Hi, I'm Kensington, but call me Ken," I say to him.
"I'm Beckham, it is a pleasure to meet you," he replies.
I mentally roll my eyes at his chivalry. "You were out running today weren't you?" he asks me.
"Yes, I was. You were out on the soccer field, playing quite terribly," I reply. Katrina glares at me and I glare back. Beckham doesn't know what to say and I feel accomplished.
"What do you mean terribly?" he asks.
"Your footwork was awful, Your shots downright sucked, and don't even get me started on your ball control. With a name like Beckham I would have expected you to be a lot better." I reply.

Neither of them know what to say, so I stand up and walk back to my room. When I get back I decide I should unpack. I hang up all my clothes in the spacious closet, make my bed and put all of my posters up. I set my makeup in the bathroom and hang up my et towel from earlier. I change into black sweatpants and a white v-neck. I throw my hair into a messy bun and take all of my make up off. I'm about to crawl under the covers and pass out, when I hear a knock at my door. I walk to the door and open it up. I groan and roll my eyes not wanting to deal with Beckham right now. "What Beckham?" I ask tiredly.
"I don't suck at soccer. I've been on varsity since I was a freshman," he replies still obviously shocked that I had said he was a terrible soccer player.
"Oh no you were terrible. You were the one out on the soccer field with no shirt on right?" I ask.
"Yes," he says with a sigh.
"Then yes you were pretty terrible. Maybe you were just messing around and not trying your hardest, but from what I saw you kind of sucked." I say.
"Well, you haven't seen my best and-," he starts to say.
"Whatever. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your precious little ego. Your an amazing soccer player. Let us all bow down to you and your amazing skills. Goodnight," I say while shutting the door in his face.

I sigh and lean against the door. I walk back to my room and flop down on my bed. I crawl under the covers and fall asleep almost instantly.


The Next Morning (Sunday, September 1st)

When I wake up I look at my alarm clock and realize its only 4:00 am. I hate insomnia. I have had problems sleeping since the incident. Usually I get nightmares, but some nights I just wake up and can never fall back asleep. Caffeine has been my life saver. I get out of bed and walk into my bathroom and hop into the shower. After I'm finished I brush my teeth and blow dry my hair. I pull it into a top knot and slip a black leather bow on the back. I apply some light makeup and put on some burgundy lipstick. I walk over to my closet and pull out a blue circle skirt, white Beatles crop top, my studded leather vest, and some white oxfords. I glance at my phone and see that it is already 5:00. I grab my phone and walk out into the kitchen. I grab my purple purse off the counter and decide to explore the campus a little.

I walk out of my dorm and notice that Beckham is out on the soccer field practicing. I roll my eyes and walk in the other direction. As I reach the center of campus I notice a little cafe off to the left. It looks open, so I walk in and am instantly ambushed by the strong smell of coffee. This place is very warm and inviting. It has some tables with mismatched chairs. I walk up to the counter and order a vanilla latte. I grab my coffee and walk over to a table and pull out my phone. I notice I have two new messages. I open up the first one and realize its from my mom.

From Mom

Hi sweetie! Hope you settled in well yesterday. Remember we sent you away for your own good! XOXO Mom

I groaned and quickly deleted that message. I had a very strong hatred for my mother. She was usually the cause of my problems. I look at the next message and see that it is from one of my four brothers. This one is from my oldest, AJ whose 26.

From AJ (The Best)

Hey little sis! Sorry that you got sent away to that boarding school! Carmen and I both miss you. Carmen is due in a week! Wish you could be here! Stay out of trouble! Love, AJ.

I laughed at his text and sent back a quick reply. Carmen was my brothers wife and they were expecting their first child, a boy, in a week. I was so mad that I wouldn't be at home when she gave birth, but I would get to see the little guy at Christmas and I'm more than excited. My other three brothers are 24, 21, and 19. The 24 year olds name is Easton. The 21 year olds name is William and the 19 year old is Asher. I'm close with all my brothers and it kills me that I can't be at home with them. They may be overprotective and annoying, but I loved them and they were the ones that stuck by me after the incident. They supported me when no one else did. I just can't wait for Christmas, when I can finally see them again.