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23- Body Bonding

" So did you both 'bond'?" Liam asked, emphasizing on bond.

" Yes, we both bonded." Evan answers.

" Bonding of mind or of the body?" Neil asks, his eyebrows wiggling and his lips turning into a smirk.

Liam laughs at the statement.

" We didn't fuck Neil," Evan answered with an unamused look, he knew his friends would ask him this question.

" Whoa! When did we use the f word?" Neil asks.

" Then what did you mean by that? Body Bonding?"

" I mean it could have been holding hands." Neil states.

" Hugging," Liam says, supporting Neil.

" Dicking," Nate says with a smirk.

" You guys are seriously the worst, continue eating while I contemplate my foolish decision to be your friend," Evan says as he stands up.

" If you need any help with your thinking then don't ask us we will be busy with our food."

" Bitches," Evan mutters under his breath as he storms out of the cafe.

Evan needed to go to school on a Sunday, it doesn't matter whether it is for the newspaper, it is Sunday for god's sake.

Evan wasn't happy at all but he needed to put on a happy face for the sake of interviews.

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Evan entered the school, walking straight towards the staff room.

Evan looked into the staff room in search of the coach. Since it was the game day today, many teachers were present in preparations for the game.

Evan walked towards Mr. Smith, who was looking at something, presumably a message. Evan could see on the glimpses, something along the lines of.

Money... in today...

Evan didn't want the coach to feel suspicious that he was snooping in and therefore decided to tap Mr. Smith's shoulder to indicate his arrival.

" Evan." Mr. Smith reciprocates in a tone that suggests he was irritated.

" So, what do you want to ask me?" Mr. Smith asks in a bored voice as he put one leg over the other, Evan could see that he was not interested but he really needed to finish the assignment and therefore he opened his (mom's ) laptop.

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I want to kill someone. God, who the fuck does he think he is? Why can't you understand that maybe this will motivate the younger generation into choosing cricket but no you have to go in and cut the interview five minutes short and what was with the fucking half-assed answers, bitch can't even answer a question maturely, adult my as-

" Evan!" Evan's mental ranting was cut short by a tap on the shoulder.

" Oh hey, Zaine!" Evan greeted.

" You finished already?" Zaine asked shocked.

" I just finished an inner rant about that, and I have no more energy to repeat it," Evan stated.

Zaine nodded understanding, the coach's behavior has been a lot tough these past days.

" What are you doing here though?" Evan asked he was sure they didn't have any practice today.

" I just came early to see my friends. Did you get there interview?" Zaine asked.

" Please don't make me remember that horrifying experience," Evan said as he was walked towards the exit, Zaine walking near to him.

" Why? Did they do something?" Zaine asked concerned, maybe a little bit angry.

" So they had to practice for the game today and that resulted in me having to interview them while balls flew everywhere," Evan stated while frowning. " The girls' team were way better they at least didn't try to kill me. They are the only ones who have my respect."

" You interviewed the girls' team already, wow Evan I am impressed," Zaine said impressed with Evan's work ethic.

" I know right. Like how can I be so perfect." Evan said flipping his hair. Zaine smiled at that, he didn't like the frowning, he liked it when Evan was more cheery and so confident.

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