Chapter 2

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Zion's POV
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I finally catch up to Sydney. "Hey!" I say to her. She rolls her eyes pointing at her eyes that have earphones in it. "So... you have a game today." I add beginning to feel awkward. She removes the ear bud. "Zion! Do you think I'll be wearing this ugly uniform if I didn't have a game?" she finally replies. Yes. She's talking to me. "What time is your game?" I squeeze in to ask her before she puts her earphones back in. "11." she answers very straight up. We walk in silence towards the east wing stairs. "Let me get that for you." I insist taking her soccer bag up the stairs. "Thanks Babe." she says. I don't think that really meant anything but it did to me. I take her bag from off of her shoulder and placed it on mine. "Usually Ian will bring my bag for me. You're good too, don't get me wrong. But it's usually Ian. I should text him and have him thank you." She explains to me as she takes out her phone with a bedazzled phone case on it from the rim of her shorts. I couldn't help but watch her. She's so sexy. Yea she's kinda mean, but I can handle her. I did have class but couldn't care less. I'm walking with Sydney. "You don't need to call him. I don't mind." I say smiling at her as we begin to walk up the 3 flights of stairs. "So are you guys gonna be at my game?" Did she just ask me that? "Yea, I do have a lecture today but I can get out of it. I know the rest of the guys won't be in class anyways so they will be there." I say once again looking down at her with a little smile. She smiles at me excitedly. We finally take our last step of the stairs. "Thank you so much love." She thanks me trying to take back my bag. "No no no no no. I'll bring it to class for you." I insist once again. "Don't you have class?" She asked me beginning to feel bad. "I do but I'm usually always late." I say to her so she doesn't feel bad. Usually she's super mean to people. But not to me. "I'm in room 311 first." She tells me as I follow her down the hallway. I think she's in Watson's first period class with Brandon. We continue to walk down the hallway as the home room bell finally rings. "Shit!" she says laughing at me beginning to run. She's running super cute because she's in slippers. I follow her and begin to run as well. I can hear Stevens from down the hall. "THATS THE BELL! GET TO HOMEROOM!" he yells.

Cameron's POV
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I sit at my desk for homeroom. I didn't get to go to my locker because I was running a bit late. I ask my teacher to go to my locker quickly once the morning announcements on Tigers TV was finished. She excuses me with a nod. I grab all of my things and head for the door. I open forgetting that I needed my hall pass. I turn to grab it off the hook on the chalkboard next to the door. I turn around scrabbling to get a grip on it, not being aware of my surroundings. I finally get a good grip on it as I feel contact of someone. "Holy shit!" I say as this person scared the shit out of me. "Sorry. Heading for your game already? Didn't first just start?" I hear a familiar voice say. I look up to see who it was, it was that Senior guy who was on Jacob's snap story last night, Edwin. "Oh my gosh!" I say laughing as I remember the video. He looked at me confused as in why was I laughing at him. "You saw the video." He says realizing that must be the reason of my giggly mood. "Yeah." I reply. "Hard fall." I then begin laughing more placing my hand on his shoulder to keep myself from falling down. "Alright, alright." He says. I can see it in his face that he was getting annoyed. "Sorry, it's just... Tyler—". I was cut off by him asking me where I was heading. "My locker." I answer him as I begin to head for the West wing stairwell. He follows. I look at him raising an eyebrow. He just looks at me with the same look. "Don't you have class?" I ask him to interrupt the silence. "Me? Class? Never." he answers bluntly. "Oh, I'm-". "Cameron. I know." he says. I was super confused of how he even knew who I was because everyone knows who he is. "I've seen you around and on the pitch. You seem pretty cool." he confesses. "Do I?" I ask smiling at the compliment. "Yea." We've talked before but it was usually in a group. We finally reach the stair well. We talked all the way down to the first floor where my locker was. "Why haven't we really talked before?" Edwin asks me lowkey offended. "I don't know. I just have a small circle of friends. I don't really have time I guess. I have school, soccer." I start to list as I dropped my bag on the floor to open my locker. I turn the dial of my lock 3 times to begin locking in my combination. I finally open my locker. Edwin walks to the other side of me so the open door wouldn't block my view of him. "There's a party at mine tonight. You're coming." He then states. "Am I?" I ask once again. "Yes. You're like the coolest Junior at this school. You have to be there." He adds leaning against the locker.
"I don't know about that my friend." I say. He gives me a look as if he has powers to make me change my mind. "Alright. So you're telling me, that you are not gonna be at the biggest ending of school party of the year?" He asks me. I chuckle. "Buddy. I have school work. It's not the time to start slacking." I advice him to do the same thing. I bend down to pick up my bag I had placed on the blue and white alternating tiles in order to open my locker. "Babe." I shoot my head up to look at him. Why did he just call me that? He continued laughing at my reaction. "You'll be there." He say stepping forward. He had an intimidating attitude. "I'm late for class." I say as I grab my stuff and close my locker. He grabbed my hand turning me around as if he had one last thing to say. I heart started to pick up its pace. "Ven por mí." He says. "Spanish!" I say surprised and impressed. I look at him. "I've got to go to class." I say slipping out of his grip. Edwin, a weird, weird guy. "See you tonight! Snap me for the address!" He yells at me from down the hall. I turn around to see him exactly where I left him.

Edwin's POV
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She left me at her locker. I can tell I've affected her by grabbing her hand. And the spanish! She gonna be all over me tonight. Trust me, she'll be there. I go in the opposite direction and turned the corner. I see Austin continuously pressing a button on the venders machine. "Come on!" He says in frustration. "What the fuck are you doing?" I ask him hoping he will tell me all that was taking place in front of my eyes. "I rewired the circuit so every time you press the return button, you get a candy bar." He explains to me excitedly. "Alright man." I say as I turn around and begin walking in the opposite direction. "Mr. Porter!" I hear Stevens yell. "I didn't do anything!" I then hear Austin begin to whine. I laugh as I enter the West Wing stairs. I begin skipping steps so I reach the second floor much faster.

Nick's POV
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The bell finally rings indicating that first period has come to an end. I sort my things out at my desk to realize this girl in my class had all eyes on me. I give her my signature smile as I walk up next to her. "So, I've noticed you noticing me." I say to her making her blush. Damn I'm good. She just giggles in response. "I guess I'll see you at the party tonight?" I ask her while lean onto her desk looking at her. "Maybe." she answers finally. I squint my eyes. "You're willing to 'Maybe' miss a good party?" I ask her exaggerating my voice. She blushes even more. I smile and look to the ground then looked back at her again. "Just how can we keep in touch?" I ask her smoothly as she gets up. I step closer to her. "You can have my number." She finally gives in. Great! "Gladly." I say with a cheeky smile as I took out my phone giving it to her to add her contact. I take my phone back to see her name. Hillary. "Ok Hillary." I say as I dialled her number to
make sure it's actually hers." I wait to see if I hear her phone ring without taking my eyes off her. It does. She answers with each other looking into each other's eyes. "I'll see you tonight." I say on the phone just before I end the call. I wink at her and leave the classroom. She will so be there.

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A/N

sorry for the short chapter... hope u somewhat liked it. love ya

xox - kylizzleb 🌷

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