You dazed off during class, not even realizing the bell had rung until your best friend tapped on your shoulder. The classroom was almost empty.
"(Y/N), class is over." your best friend laughed. You blinked a couple times to come back to reality. "Where did your head go off to?"
"I was going over the cheer routine." you said honestly, not in the mood to make a joke. You stood up and grabbed your backpack after you shoved your books in it.
"You're gonna do just fine." your best friend told you as you walked out of the classroom.
"I need to relax for a second, honestly." you said heading to your locker again. You didn't like carrying all your books around all day. "A massage would be nice."
You stopped in your tracks as your phone vibrated in the pocket of your hoodie. You took it out to check who it was, not noticing you were in the middle of the hallway. Ethan had texted you twice and the messages made you nervous.
English classroom
Now
You raised your eyebrows at the demands and then turned to look at your best friend.
"What?" she asked.
"I'll meet you later for lunch." you assured her. "I have something to do."
"Or someone." your best friend mumbled. You glared at her, which she replied to only by shrugging.
"See you at lunch." you told her before walking away and to your English classroom.
On your way there you had to walk past a lot of people, but of course Gina Holloway wasn't someone that let you just walk by.
"Hey, (Y/N)!" she said as you tried to rush through. She was talking to one of her many friends by the lockers. You knew ignoring her wouldn't work, so you stopped to talk.
"What's up, Gina?" you said, clearly not excited for the conversation.
"Are you ready for today's game?" she grinned, but you knew it was fake. "I'm so excited for the routine! I can't wait for the celebration when our team wins."
"We don't really know if they'll win, the other team is apparently very good." you said, just wanting to get out of there. She always acted so pumped about cheering and talked to you as if she didn't hate you, which by the way she did. Ever since you were chosen captain of the cheering team, she had been jealous. She claimed she deserved to be captain better because she had "a background in gymnastics."
"Oh my God, (Y/N), come on!" she said patting your arm. You looked down at her hand in confusion, not liking the touch. "Ethan Dolan is the best captain out there. He will for sure win us that trophy. How cold he not with those muscles."
You only fake smiled and nodded, ignoring the intense burn of jealousy in your stomach. You questioned yourself for it. You shouldn't be jealous of anyone touching Ethan. He wasn't yours.
"By the way, do you know where he is?" Gina continued. "I want to talk to him." the burn only hightened, but you were determined to hide it.
"Why would I know where he is?" you asked with an eye roll. Gina raised her eyebrows and giggled as she looked over to her friend.
"I'm sure you know the answer to that." she said now looking at you, her brows still raised.
"Don't be late to the game, we need to warm up." you told her bitterly as you were about to leave.
"Yes, captain." she told you in a devilish voice. You said nothing and walked away instead.
You finally reached the English classroom a minute later. The door was closed and the little shade that covered the glass in the door was down, not letting anyone see inside. You opened the door hesitantly, walking in the classroom with a nervous walk.
