The Mythical Children

Chapter 3: Last Quarter

Hello loves,

Hope yall liked this longer chapter there might be some shorter ones but then once the story kicks off we are hit with the ones you'll think will go on for a lifetime.

im also sorry about the late update but this one is a pain to write all in one person pov.

but I think I embodied christie a little too well. 

Hope yall enjoy
And keep reading

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Chapter 3: Last Quarter

{Christie Henster}

For a mere instant the small confined room, that was till Isabella started to talk to the emo loser, or whatever his name was. It still bothered me that Isabella would even talk to the moron. I mean it seems as if every day she is talking to him more, I don't know why something so idiotic was bothering me. I mean I'm great, head of the cheer team and beloved by the entire town.

But what made me the most agitated was this whole stupid detention thing, I mean they just had to stick me with these nobodies and enemies just to piss me off and alienate me. I mean there were twenty other kids in that hallway. They just had to stick us in here because we were fighting.

This is so unfair.

I mean my dad practically paid for this entire school in funding, and they still force me to sit in these uncomfortable chairs on a Friday game night when I could be practicing with the girls. Even Miss Hartley couldn't get me out of this cruel punishment.

As this endless detention kept going I was starting to dread the long-awaited conclusion to this nightmare. The big game was about to start in the stadium right next door and the sponsors for said game were recommended to join in the defeat of our rivals. I knew I should be happy that my parents were finally going to show up to a game, but there was something in the pit of my stomach that was making me sick with moths.

I somehow fell asleep despite the rocks of anxiety in my gut making me feel thirty pounds heavier. I do not awaken until Mr. Jenkins was standing in front of me shaking my shoulder. When I finally open my eyes in awareness I notice Mr. Jenkins' brown hollow eyes staring right back into my lilac ones.

Every one of the morons has already left their chairs stacked to the desks as if they were never even used. I sighed as I tried to blink the hazy feeling of sleep away from my eyes as I sat up and grabbed my bag and walked to the cheer locker. I didn't even bother to put my chair up or thank the teacher as I left pretending to not care just like every other cheerleader in this tiny school.

I was walking down the hall that leads straight to the locker room when a voice stopped me. I stuck to the wall as soon as I realized it was Jacob talking to someone else. They were right outside the locker room and exactly where I need to be.

"Please..... Come to the game..." Jacob says almost in a tone that sounds as if he's talking to a jury. I don't even have to see the scene to know he's using his puppy eyes on the poor girl. He always used it on Isabella growing up, and for some bizarre reason, he never lost the power to persuade girls no matter there attraction.

"Okay..... I give up you win!" the girl says in fake frustration, I can't put a pin in it but I recognize the girl's voice. It has to be someone I know. I kept lurking behind the corner of the hall as the two kept talking away about whatever they were talking about now, I knew I needed to get to the locker room and I needed to find out who this mystery girl Jacob was talking about.