Chapter F I V E
Rochelle’s POV
“Who is….17” Amy asked me as I sat down on the floor in a ball, why the hell am I upset I don’t like him. I NEVER like a guy all ways use.
It’s just that, I think, NO!
“SHIT!” I yelled and stood up almost knocking over Amy,
“What the hell has gotten into you Chelle!” he yelled at me
“I LIKE 17” I yelled and she froze “I like number 17” I said and she laughed, what’s funny? Why is she laughing did I say something bad or dirty! Argh, Amy what did I do!?
“You like the number 17 and you upset about ‘him’ not seeing you, OF COURSE HE CANT HE IS A NUMBER IDIOT!” she laughed, oh she thought I meant……oh.
“No you’re the idiot you don’t get me” I said and she shook her head
“Then what don’t I get?”
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“It’s cold” she wined and I shook my head, I pulled her out side because the game is still on and I hope ‘17’ is there and not that Harry guy.
“Shhh” I said
“NO ONE IS HEAR-“I slapped my hand over her mouth and pulled her to the game, she looked confused at first then scared when I pulled her behind a tree and we looked on the field.
Where are you 17, where are you?
There’s Harry…..Eww.
“THERE” I whispered yelled at her pulling her arm, I pointed to the boy running with the ball and kicking a goal, I yelled with all the other crowd as they cheered for him.
“Him?” she said and looked at me with wide eyes.
“Yeah….him” I mumbled and sat down from a distance and watched with Amy as she asked why I can’t see him and who said it and stuff but it was cold like hell witch made me want to go over to the benchers and sit because of the heaters.
BUT because of Harry I can’t see him.
“Love is new, for you after – any way uh it over lets go punch harry until he is NO BRITISH MAN” she yelled and some people looked at me and her and I gave them an ‘I’LL PUNSH YOU’ face, yes in caps!
“I know” I sighed but laughed at the same time, we got up and left.
I was following Amy until I realised what she was doing, shit!
“AMY” I hissed but she didn’t stop walking until she got to harry and slapped him and he groaned…..
“WHAT THE HELL” She yelled “YOU CANT TELL HER THAT YOU BASTED” she screamed and now everyone was watching this fight I just walked of and hide not wanting to be spot.
“WHAT THE HELL DID I DO!” he yelled at her then the fight began….
“YOU TOLD HER TO PISS OFF” she yelled and pushed him
“HER?” shit I just blocked my ears and sat agent the tree and felt a tear run down my face, I heard someone say my name but I didn’t look up buts until they sat next to me, that’s when I looked up.
17?
I saw in big green numbers ‘17’ on his jersey and he looked at me in the eyes,
“You okay?” he asked and I nodded
“Yeah” I said and looked down, why am I feeling sick?!
“Okay that’s good because I swear there fighting about, us” he said and I looked at him
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