CHASE
FRIDAY NIGHT
I stay late after basketball practice to shoot. Yes, I need to work on my shot for our upcoming district games, but I also need to make sure I'm back on Coach's good side after the whole suspension fiasco. After awhile, I get tired myself.
I make my way back to the locker room, dreaming about the triple decker grilled cheese sandwich I'm going to make for myself when I get home. The flaky crust and the melting cheese are the only thing on my mind. That is, until I enter the locker room. You see, I'd like to think of myself as a pretty tough guy. Not in an annoyingly macho way, but in a not-easily-spooked way. Still, seeing Luke and Adrienne in the locker room when I'm not expecting to see Luke and Adrienne in the locker room scares the ISH out of me. I scream like a girl, simply because seeing them makes me freak out a little. Then, I proceed to scream a second time once I realize what the two of them are doing in this locker room. My screams cause Luke and Adrienne to scream, and then we're all screaming. I snatch my duffel bag off of a nearby bench and bolt out of there as fast as I can.
Once I'm out in the hallway, my brain begins to slowly process the atrocity that I just saw.
I close my eyes and lean up against the door, trying to scrape the image from my mind. Luke shirtless, Adrienne with her legs wrapped around him, the two of them sucking face. I just walked in on a live-action rom com.
I'm not supposed to care. I'm not supposed to care. I'm not supposed to care.
I get in my car and zoom away, still completely flabbergasted. It feels like I just caught my sister doing the dirty with some guy. Only worse than my sister. Adrienne. I can't even be angry about what I saw. I'm too embarrassed to feel angry right now.
On the car ride home, I entertain the idea of calling Carmen. I don't call, but I do drive toward her house. It's been awhile since we've hung out, almost a week to be exact. During the drive, though, I come to my senses, turn around, and go home. At least some people have a little self-control.
Is it just destined that I walk in on every single one of their make out sessions? And in the freaking locker room? Is nothing sacred??
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Chase & Adrienne
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