Chapter 1
Avery's Point Of View
My name is Avery Evans. I'm turning 18 soon, and I really like sports. I always take the bus to school every morning at the same time.
I live quite faraway but it's okay. I have a best friend named Lydia, she's pretty and quite popular. Everyday there will always be boys asking for her numbers.
And I, have not a single one.
Well, I dated a guy for almost a month then I broke up with him because I wasn't spending much time with him and I realize I don't have feelings for him.
I was stupid.
I don't know anything about love. I have track and field warm up because of the competition later in the afternoon.
I got off at my stop and made my way to the field. Lydia is sitting by the benches, talking to some of her guy friends that I don't know anyone of.
I put my bag down at the side and went to the starting line. "Hey Avery." My friend, Reece says to me when I stretch my legs.
"Hey, what are you taking part in again?" I asks him, shaking my arms. He groans, "a 4x100m race." Reece have long legs, he have a real muscular body.
Sometimes halfway through running, his shorts will be ripped. "Okay Avery, you're up!" Coach Carter shouted, blowing the whistle.
I sprinted forward and I fell to the ground, "Avery!" Lydia shouted, running down the benches. I turn to look at my knees, I groan. "Its bleeding!" Reece shouted, "thank you for telling me." I say to him sarcastically.
"Oh no, you're my only final candidate for this competition. I don't have a reserve!" Coach Carter shouted, Reece helps me up. I look across the field, this gorgeous guy staring at me with concern.
Black-brown messy hair with blue eyes and in his basketball jersey. Reece helped me to the bench where a nurse is ready to clean my wound.
After that, I was sent home where i got lecture by my Dad for being so clumsy all the time.
Who was that gorgeous guy?
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I got back to school the next day, Lydia unfortunately got sick and Reece have to prepare for another competition so I have no friends to accompany me around.
I walk to my locker and lean against it, I put my bag in the locker. I took out my books for the first two periods, I manage to close my locker somehow.
The bell ring for the first period, I groan softly. Students begin rushing pass me, then one of them accidentally hit the books out of my hands.
They were soon in their classes and i'm in the hallway, trying to figure out how to pick these stupid books up with my two injured knees.
I put my hand on the lockers and bend down, "hey, let me help you." I heard a male's voice. "Oh, erm.. Thanks." He placed the books in my hands.
Oh look, it's the gorgeous guy who looked at me yesterday.
"Well, I gotta rush to class. Get well soon." He says, walking off in a badass manner. He talked to me.. He is cute. But i didn't get his name.
Eh..
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You & I
Teen FictionYou & I. When you look at me, it seemed like you cared. i always catch you staring at me. and when some people found out about me crushing on you, they told me to stop because you're not worth it. but turns out.. They're wrong.