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nicolettejames: liberty high, i'm back
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scottyreed: yes! little one.
jeff.atkins: can't wait to bug you
elliotjames: no getting suspended -nicolettejames: says you
monty: find me today - comment deleted
cheerstojess: spicy
chloerice: love you
hannahbanana: nice shoes
clayj: can't wait
standallalex: hey maybe you'll finally feel to -nicolettejames: fuck you
....
"same locker," i sighed, "well played mister porter."
i unlocked it, placing all the unnecessary things inside. i pushed it shut, hearing the sound of crutches.
"of course," i rolled my eyes. i turned and saw him coming towards me. i walked away from him, into my first period class. scott, jess, chloe, alex and hannah were already inside.
"hey," alex said as he pulled me into a hug.
"he's coming." i whispered as i pulled away.
i slipped into my desk, pulling my binder open. monty came over, sliding into his normal seat behind me. i exhaled gently as jeff hurried in.
"hey," he said and took his seat next me.
"hey," i said.
it fell silent between us all.
"so our first football game is this friday, who's coming?" scott smiled.
"i am," jess smiled. "i'm cheerleading."
"i have to." chloe rolled her eyes.
"when are you parents dropping from the deal anyway?" i smiled. "they have to just rip the bandaid off at this point."
"that's all i've been telling them and they were going to but the holidays." she rolled her eyes. "if they don't do it within the next week, i'm just going to dump him. still have to go though, cheer."
"right," i smiled as the bell rang.
the teacher began class, going on about the lesson. she handed a worksheet back. i grabbed one for myself, turning the drop the other one on monty's desk. he was on his phone but looked up at me when i turned. i handed him the paper and face forward. i began filling in the boxes when i felt him tap my shoulder. i looked back at him and he held out a sticky not for me.
i grabbed it, turning to read it. "batting cages after school?" it read.
i heard the bell ring as i crumbled it up. i grabbed my things, hurrying out of the classroom, dropping it in the trash.
....
after school i was stood at my locker, grabbing things i needed. when i was finished, i pushed it shut and then headed to the football field. i saw the girls practicing their cheer routine on one half. the other half was the boys going through some drills. i started to the boys as i watched them split, getting water. when i approached, scott smiled.
"hey little one," he smiled.
"hey," i said. "i wanted to see you guys before i headed home and then to monet's."
"how sweet of you." jeff laughed.
"don't you have work?" elliot asked as he walked over.
"yes, but i wanted to come and see my favorite boys."
he nodded, chugging some water.
"well, you guys have fun with this. i'm off to hell part two." i smiled.
"bye," elliot fist bumped me. i did the same to jeff as they walked off.
"are you okay?" scott asked. "i know you have a lot of classes with monty."
"yeah, he's been asking me to meet him in the batting cages." i said. "through notes of course, too afraid to open his mouth."
"are you going?"
"no, the assholes cheated on me." i said.
"well you better be off to your house." he said.
"yeah," i smiled and kissed his cheek. "bye."
....
and of course, ten minutes before my shift was supposed to end, the man of the year walked in. he got up to the counter as i looked at him.
"what can i get you monty?" i asked.
"nothing," he shook his head.
"then you need to move, you're holding up the line." i said. he looked over his shoulder as the zero people behind him before looking at me again.
"nice save," jack scoffed.
"we need to talk." monty said.
"no we don't monty, you cheated on me that's that." i shook my head. "there are no more chances after that."
"so you're going to believe tyler downs?" he laughed "a guy who is literally obsessed with you."
"obsession or not, he showed me the truth about you. the truth i'd already known but decided to look past. you're a fuck boy monty, you don't care about anybody but yourself. you're friends with bryce walker, a guy who is a step under being a rapist." i said. "we have nothing to talk about. i'll see you around."
"nicolette, you can't just walk away."
i looked at the clock, seeing that my shift was up.
"actually, i can." i smiled and dodged out the back, rolling my eyes.
