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45- Relevation

" Tell the rest of the members about the date and time." Coach ordered, Zaine had a blank look on his face as he nodded.

It was currently six thirty in the evening and they were currently in the parking lot of the school, coach had asked Zaine to drop him at the school as his things were still here.

Coach didn't think much about it as he turned around before walking towards the entrance of the school, their school or more likely their office closes at seven so the gates were still open.

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Just as coach was at the end of the hallway, Evan came infront of him. Mr Smith's one hand was occupied with his bag.

" What do you need now?" Mr Smith asked, anger and disgust clear in his voice.

" I want to talk to you about something." Evan stated as he held onto the phone on his hands tightly.

This is not a good idea you stupid Evan, he looks very strong. He can just pick you up and throw you away and you will be able to do nothing.

Whose idiotic idea was it to confront him alone?

Mine.

" I don't have time for people like you, spit it out already." Mr Smith spat.

Evan's blinked rapidly out of nervousness as he showed the photo on his phone to the coach.

Mr Smith's eyes widened as he looked at the photo, his jaw unhinged. Anger flashed in his eyes as he gritted his teeth.

" Where the fuck did you get that picture?" Coach yells as he takes hold of Evan's wrist to pull him forward.

I am officially dead.

Evan's eyes widen as he shakes out of fear, but he remains determined as he tries to pry his hand away from the hurting grip.

" What is going on here?" Zaine glared down at the coach with narrowed eyes and furrowed eyebrows his eye falling onto Evan's hand which was enclosed inside Mr Smith's strong hold.

Zaine walked upto to them both, he had a bag slinked up his shoulder, presumably the one with his uniform.

Zaine unclasped Evan's hand out of coach's hold, he held onto Evan's hand gently.

Evan showed the picture on his phone to Zaine. Zaine's eyes widen comically, as all the questions Evan asked came back.
It all kind of made sense now.

" What is this?" Zaine asked, anger and confusion dripping in his voice.

" What? Can't I talk to them?" Coach lied as he tried to take the situation under his control.

" Not like this and this is the regionals." Zaine pointed. " Are you..." Zaine asked he didn't want to continue the question, he was shocked that Mr Smith would even try to do something like this.

" So what?" Coach asked smugly. " I cheated, so what?"

" How could you?" Zaine asked shock, disbelief and questions were flying past his mind. It was all a mess.

"I did it for the money and I am pretty sure you would too once you grow up." Coach confesses.

" You knew how hard we are practicing for the tournament and you go about and do this." Zaine asks, the bag sliding from his hands and falling on the floor.

" Like I care." Coach laughed. He walked forward a little to try and snatch the phone away from Evan's hand. Zaine quickly moved forward blocking Evan.

" We will complain to the board, you will not get away with this." Zaine declares.

" Like they will listen to a bunch of whiny children." Coach comments as he holds onto Zaine's collar.

Zaine places his hands over coach's hands and pushes his hand back, causing him to stumble back a little.

Evan fists the shirt on Zaine's back as he fully steps behind Zaine.

Coach fumes as he walks towards Zaine, his hands fisting ready to punch him. Zaine blocks the punches thrown at him instead of attacking back as he didn't want to take a chance and cause any harm to Evan.

Coach finally holds onto Zaine's collars and throws him onto the lockers.

Evan gasps as he sees Zaine's back hit the locker, he walks towards Zaine but his body was blocked by coach's.

Mr Smith grits his teeth as he snatches the phone away from Evan and throws it onto the nearby wall. Evan yelps as he feels the other hold onto his wrists tightly before pushing him back, causing him to land on the floor.

Coach smirks a little as he takes his bag from the floor before storming past the hallway towards the parking lot.

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Well that was dramatic. Also my skills for writing action scenes sucks like literally what bs did I just write.

Zaine is a teenager and Mr Smith is a man in his early thirties so understand that Zaine will never win in a fight like situation. He is not hulk or thor or a body builder, just because he has muscles doesn't mean his is going to super good fighter. I hope you understand.

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