The Game

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Y/n's POV

I was walking down the hallway towards my locker where my best friends were. "Hey, Cady. Hey, Stacy." I said while opening my locker. My phone buzzed right after I got my binder out of my locker and had put my bag in. It was a notification from Instagram. I mostly use it to Dm because I just don't like regular texting.

Imzachherron: I see you.....

I looked around but, when I couldn't spot him I quickly typed a reply.

Itsy/n: How?? I can't find you.

Imzachherron: Because I'm a wizard.

Itsy/n: Your so freaking weird. Your lucky I like weird.

Imzachherron: Oh yeah?

It was barely a second after I read his message that I felt someone's arms on my waist. Being the uncoordinated weirdo I am, I didn't realize it was Zach and, jumped at least three feet in the air.

"Just me, cutie, just me" Zach was standing behind me with his dark brown hair tousled and, his football jersey with the number 17 on the middle of his chest. I was also in my uniform as well as Cady. Today was game day so, Football Cheer and, Pom were wearing their uniforms. No, I'm not in cheer I'm in pom.

"Dont do that! You gave me a heart attack. I thought you were like Jonah or Jack!" I said as I playfully hit his chest but, he caught my wrist and his face got serious.

"Are Marais and Avery messing with you?" He was completely serious when he asked this.

"No, they're my friends Zach, I was just joking." I tried to calm him down but as always Jonah has great timing and decides to come over to us.

"Hey, Zach what are you doing you should be getting to class." He's not wrong but, this only made Zach mad.

"So, I'm talking to my friend here, I was just about to walk her to class." He said it so weird. Like a snarl.

"I can do it, we have the same classes." Zach drops my wrist. "Whatever." And storms down the hallway.

"C'mon let's get to class, I'll walk you." Jonah said. But, I don't trust him. We've never been "friends" more like a I hate him and, he hate me type thing. But, by now Cady and Stacy had already made their way to class. They did it on purpose, they think I should "get to know" Jonah. Ugh.

"Sure" I try to say as unsarcastically as I can.

So, we walked side by side down the hall to Science our first hour today. Its Tuesday so it's a B day, on Monday and Wednesday we have History. I part with Jonah when I see Hayla and Kylie. I walk over too them.

"Dont. Ask." I say.

*magical time skip to third hour because the author is a lazy ass bish*

Halfway through third hour, Zach finally makes eye contact with me. Its the only hour we have together. AP Language Arts. He usually sits next to me but, today he sat on the other side of the room. He jerked his head toward the door. Then got up and asked to go to the bathroom. So, now he wants to talk.

A few minutes pass and I get up to go to the library. I leave the room and standing in the hallway is Zach.

"I assume, you want to talk?" I asked him. "I mean you've been avoiding me all day and won't talk to me in class. What's wrong?" I went to touch his arm but, he jerked his hand away.

"Don't, touch me y/n." He never calls me y/n he always calls me cutie or something close to it.
" You wanna know whats wrong? Well, your what's wrong." I just look at him for a second. "How am I what's wrong? What did I do? All I know is you've been pissy since this morning. Is it Jonah that's bothering you? You know what, I don't even care."

I stormed to the library since that's where I said I was going. He went back to class. I got my book and, walked back in class sat down at my desk and tried to read but, I was too mad to. I didn't do anything. Why is he so, pissed at me? Finally, the rang for lunch. I found Cady and Lexy and pulled them down the stairs with me "Your both sitting with me." We put our stuff in our lockers and went to lunch.

"Zach's in that line, y/n." Lexy pointed out. "I know. That's why we are in this line." they both looked at me funny but didn't object. We got our food and sat down. "Now tell us what's wrong." Cady said. "Nothing I just wanted to sit with you guys today." I started to eat my food but, then looked at it. Yea, never mind. "We aren't blind, y/n. What's wrong." I Caved. "Zachs mad at me for no reason, so I'm not talking to him." They left it alone after that.

*another time skip! Wow, the author really is lazy*

I made it to the game at about, 5:25 since we had to be there a 5:30. Cady was here too. We all got to our spots and get ready for kickoff. There's two games. The boys from my grade play next. So they sit in the stands.

A little over halfway through the second quarter, Zach is motioning me to come to him. I ignore him. Then he starts to walk up to my grandparents and talk to them. Ugh. Why can't he leave the poor old people alone?

"Mallory, can I go to the restroom?" I asked my coach. "Yes, just hurry." I set my moms down and leave the track surrounding the field. Zach notices me leaving and comes down from the stands.

"What do you want?" I ask when he gets to me. "I just want to talk." He puts his hands up in surrender.
"Do you want to talk or, do you want to yell at me?" I'm starting to get annoyed. "Talk." He says. "Fine, then talk."

"I'm sorry I got mad at you earlier. I thought you had a thing going on with Jonah, but then Cady came and found me to explain everything. I'm sorry." He really thought I was with Jonah? Gross. "Why didn't you talk to me? I, could've told you I didn't like Jonah, cause I definitely don't. Even if I did, why does it matter we aren't together." I was waiting for a response. The one I wanted was that he liked me. cause I definitely like him.

"It matters to me, because I don't want you to like anyone else. I want you to like me. Just me. I just got jealous. I'm sorry." Sosndjsbdisnsjx. Breathe. Y/n. Breathe. "I really hope, thats your way of saying "I like you" because if its not, that's really gonna suck for me." He smiled and said, "Yea, it is."

"Good. Cause, I like you too. A lot."
"So, Cutie, will you do me the honor of being my lovely girlfriend?" 

"Of course."

-H.

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