The enemy of my Enemy is my Mate?!!?

Chapter 2

During my long study hall, I thought about ways to work my plan, and ruin Darien's chances. At Chancer's High, my school, I was a junior. During study hall, I was at my own table, and hearing my name every two seconds from the table where Darien was sitting. It felt like I had been sitting there for hours, but my mind was still racing. When the last bell rang, I was gone, smiling as I went to my locker. I was almost excited about the game tonight, I was planning on ruining Dariens chances by giving the other captain the outline of the plays. That wasn't hard, seeing through the plays, they never changes. I would simply give them an easy win. With my plan in mind, I headed to the feild, just in time to see the other team had just arrived. They were two hours early for the game at 5:30. I was excited to get this over with, the loss i mean. Everyone was out of school, because of the homecoming, but no one had left the camous yet. I also had no cross contry practice which irritated me because I needed time to think this all over and make shure I could do this.

When the other team started unloading from the bus, I noticed similarities, like all were wearing red and black under aurmor shirts, and hat they all had at least a 6 pack and were well built. They knew how they looked and flaunted it. Darien came up next to me, just to look cocky, and the rest of the team was around me now. I was tempted to run, but I decided to stay there and behave. When the last man came off, I was shell shocked, He was really cute! He was evenly tanned and had a well muscled body, no flab. But I had seen him before, At cross contry races. He was pretty fast, but I didn't know that he also played football. When he came off, Darien had gripped my arm and started to squeeze it hard. I wasn't paying attention to this, mainly because it didnt bother me at all, I had been getting used to it. The guy I was staring at looked over to me and had a curious expression on his face, not mad, happy or just a emotion i didn't understand, like loe or lust. A sudden throb in my arm brought me out of deep thought and I tried to get away from Darien. It was no use, he just tightened his gripp on my arm. I glared over at Darien and hissed in a low cold voice,

"Get Off my arm.. NOW"

"No", was his quiet reply. He had a devilish look in his eyes, and I was glaring at him with a steely look in my eye when some one came behind me and said,

" Get Off of her please Darien, I wouldn't want her to end up like me" It was a deep voice, plesent to listen to, but it still had alot of youth in it.

"No Dimitri" Darien replied in a sharp Voice," I don't think she will, She loves my attention."

My anger was rising when Darien finally let go . i was about to wiggle from between the two warring 'princes', ut Dimitri was holding my sholder, and not letting me go. i glared up behind me and my andger slowly aterted to slip away from me. He saw me looking up at him and saw my obvious frustration so he smiled down at me, not releasing his grip on my shoulder, I wanted to slap that smile on his face off, but i held back. it didn't help the situation much when i growled,

"Let go of me"

"Why?" was his reply to me, making me want to slap his face harder. I was not in the mood to be messed with.

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Hey This is the AWESOME ( I hope) writer,

I love to see that I already have made a impact with my story, but i would love 5 votes before the next upload, and soryy on the slowness of this one, but I had school and sports.. SORRY ill do better later this year.