Do Players Fall In Love?

Chapter 19.

Chapter 19

TAYLOR'S P. O. V.

My eyes were burning from lack of sleep when I woke up on Monday morning. According to my phone's weather app, it was still a little chilly out, so I wore black skinny jeans with a gray crew neck, and it had, 'New York' written in bold, black lettering. I wore my gray baily button uggs, and braided my hair to the side, the bottom of it reaching just above my waist.

While I was grabbing my back pack from the closet, my mom shouted from downstairs, "Breakfast is ready!" It was one of the rare days where my mom wasn't going to the restaurant early, because new food shipments were coming in today, and my dad doesn't want her lifting the heavy boxes.

"Coming!" I yelled back, taking my phone off the doc in the bathroom. When I entered the kitchen, I saw my mom made me a bagel sandwich, including eggs, ham, and cheese. I smiled, saying a quick thanks, before sitting at the bar and eating quickly. It was already 7, because I took a long time in the shower since I was so tired. It only took me two minutes to gobble it all down.

"You have to make those more often." I say through a mouthful and place my plate in the sink.

She laughed, sitting down to eat her own. "I will, I think they're pretty good, too."

Reaching for a Sunny D that was thankfully only on the first shelf in the fridge, I quickly unscrewed it and drank about half. "Bye, mom." I kiss her cheek, thank her again for breakfast, and head outside.

It wasn't until I was driving to school when I realized what I have to face today. Zach is no doubt not going to talk to me. I don't even think I'm the one that's mad anymore. After that CD, I've realized he's going to be more pissed at me for kissing Bentley than I ever will be at him for kissing that girl. It's not fair, how he can go around kissing whoever he wants, but once I kiss someone, it's like World War II all over again. I still have no idea of Bentley's reaction to it all. No way do I have any feelings torwards Bentley. He's a good person, but I don't think of him that way. Maybe just good friends, but now that we've kissed, I still can't get over that, I'm leading him on. I should tell him today. No romantic feelings, just friends. Fuck, today's going to suck.

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As soon as I walked in, I was all that people were talking about.

"She kissed that new kid, and Zach was pissed."

"Taylor had a full on makeout session with Bentley, the new kid in English class."

"She cheated on Zach with the blondie, and he was really upset about it." I heard this all while I was walking by, but that last one got on my nerves. Turning around as soon as I heard that, I saw the same Rachel girl that gave Lauren and me coffee at Starbucks a while ago.

"Fist of all, how could I cheat on him when we were never dating? Second, mind your own goddamn business." It wasn't the right way to deal with that situation, but I had to set things straight. I'm not going to go around, letting people think I'm a cheater or some shit. She just stood there, eyes wide. I groaned and walked away, not in the mood to be dealing with these people.

I reached my locker and opened it. Shoving my backpack inside, I started taking out the notebooks that I need. When I was rummaging inside, looking for a pencil, I heard loud laughing that sounded a hell lot like Zach's. He must've just walked in. Usually, this would be the part where the whole school silenced, and all eyes would be on me and Zach when he walked by but everyone carried on, talking as if I wasn't about to have a heart attack. I didn't dare turn around, knowing that I couldn't face Zach. I could imagine him sauntering in, with a carefree expression, hands in his pockets, probably chewing gum obnoxiously. He doesn't chew gum often, so I don't know why I thought that, but it felt right to imagine him that way.