Chapter 7: Party Time

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Evan´s POV

One week had passed since the failed kiss with Cece and we still had not talked. I missed her, maybe I had pressure things too soon…

“Come on boys, can´t you make a better effort?!” Coach shouted at us. It was like our tenth run down the court and that crazy old man kept making us ran! The scorching sun was killing the whole team, and practice had become even more unbearable every class!

“Okay ladies go and get some water before we start with exercises” he told us mocking, and no one lost time and headed to the water taps.

As I drank the refreshing water I overheard the conversation of some junior guys. That group where real douches, arrogant asses that thought they were the bests... 

“God who the hell is that one?” one of them asked.

“The brunette? Damn she is hot, just look at her body…” the other one stuttered impressed by the chick their crew was looking at.

“That´s Harper´s sister guys” another spoke…. WAIT. WHAT? I turned round and  to see a group of guys, all five with their eyes on Cece. I wanted to murdered them.

“She looks so great in  that shorts, I wished I was between those legs…” stupid number four told them making my blood boil, nobody could talk about her like that!

“Shut up boys” I was shocked by the words of stupid number five, their leader and major asshole, Jordan. “You can wish all you want, but that babe will end up in bed with me” he assured and they all laugh. That was it. I stormed trying to calm myslef because god helped me if they keep talking like that his faces would be bloody.

I was so pissed, so damn angry that the exercise time passed in the blink of an eye.

“Are you tiered momma boys? Guess what, only four more around the field and you are free to go” couch told as smirking.

I was running faster that I thought I could with such rage in my veins, blame Jordan´s crew for it. Suddenly my eyes spotted Cece again, she was no cheerleader or anything like that, but god she knew how to do stunts, and they were catching the attention of lots. Near her Jordan was without dissimulation, admiring every inch of her.

“Come on if you fall, I will catch you” Jordan told Cece smirking.

“I won´t. So please just move” she told him with fake politeness before jumping into the air and spinning greatly. Yet Jordan didn´t obeyed her and before she could restore balance he grabbed her by the waist. His hand in her waist.

After that, things flashed by me, and without hesitating I placed my fists in Jordan´s nose, leaving him in the floor with blood pouring down his nose.

“Evan!” Cece shouted at me but before she could speak again Jordan was up pushing me violently. I was about to hit him again before we heard a shout.

“Corey, Collins, my office, now!” Couch yelled.

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 “What was it all that about?” I heard Cece´s little broken voice joining me while I walked back home.

Her eyes were full of confusion and anger. We walk a bit enjoying the silence because I didn´t know why the fuck  I punched Jordan, or at least I didn´t wanted to admit the fact that my head blew off when he put his hand on her waist. I can´t think about how any hand but my on top of her pisses me off.

“I don´t know really, I guess I hated that idiot being near you and hearing what he said just made me…” I said trying to sound coherent.                                                                                                                 

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