Double Dog Dare

Mamacita You're Sexy When You're Angry

Good Morning my lovely readers! I hope you are all enjoying this story! Who is your favorite character? And why?

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**SERGIO'S POV** (SURPRISE)

"Okay that's it!" I watched as that Patterson chick, I can't remember her first name, jumped up from her seat ready to pounce on Heidi like a lion ready to kill its prey. Everyone watched but only I was smart enough to stop them from having a cat fight right in the middle of detention.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her away putting some distance in between them. She would have beat the shit out of Heidi, no doubt about it.

"Let go of me!" She thrashed around in my arms kicking trying to get free but I'm stronger than she is so her attempts were useless.

"Are you calmed down enough that you won't do anything stupid?"

"Let go of me Gonzalez!" She growled and threw her fists down beside her waist almost hitting me in my junk. For someone only five foot four maybe five foot five she is strong as hell.

"Get your hands off of my girlfriend you dickhead." Caleb Conrad snarled his face turning bright tomato red.

"Easy meathead don't explode hear ya go." I released my hold on her and shoved her towards him. I caught her off guard because she had quit fighting me so when I pushed her she flew towards him landing in his lap.

"Baby are you okay?" He searched her for any injuries. Seriously? I barely pushed the girl and he is freaking out? Pussy.

"You all are free to go." The teacher mumbled and no one had to be told twice. How is she even a teacher here? She slept through the whole damn detention.

"I'll call you after practice." I rolled my eyes as Caleb pulled Patterson in for a passionate kiss. How are they even a couple? They are so, so opposite. But then again they do say opposite attract so what the hell do I know?

I hate that I'm even back here. I wanted to stay in Mexico. Things were going great for me there. I played on a professional team making damn good money. I even did some modeling here and there but we got a call that my dads mom is sick so we moved back to help take care of her for however long she has left. Cancer is a bitch and I didn't want to miss any valuable time with my nana. I know what you're thinking a Mexican boy with a nana? Well I'm three quarters Hispanic. My dad is half white half Hispanic and my mom is full.

I walked into the gym ready to release some of the tension I've built up today. It's been a hell of a first day.

"Yo Gonzalez long time no see!" Rico Martinez slapped me on the back. He's a cool guy. Honestly he's the only guy from the team who has even said a damn word to me so far. So much for being welcomed back with open arms.

"Hey man." I nodded towards him and walked behind him towards the lockeroom. We changed into our workout clothes while he rambled on about some Oreo eating contest he had today.

"Bro Patterson fucking beat your ass! Quit making it seem like you won. You tossed your cookies....literally." Ryan offered me a head nod as he tied his running shoes.

"That girl has a stomach of steel! She ate a fucking hamburger and fries before that! How did she not puke everywhere?" Rico whined slamming his locker door shut.

"Alright your captain will be back shortly. In the meantime do some running in place to warm up." Coach Reed scribbled something onto the clipboard in is hands.

"Who is the captain anyways?" I asked Ryan as we started running in place. I couldn't help but wonder who took my spot. Poor bastard I know it's hard to follow in my footsteps. I'm not arrogant I just know that I am good, damn good at that.

"Alex." I nodded. Who in the world is Alex? Is he any good? Is he a good captain? Or should I say was? Because I'm back now, and I want my spot as Captain back.

"Yo Captain!" The doors opened and in walked Patterson.

"Wait she's the captain? Are you kidding me? I thought you said Alex was the captain?"

"Yeah Alex as in Alexis." He pointed towards her as she pulled a netted bag filled with soccer balls. Her brown hair was thrown in a messy bun on top of her head. Her skin tone an olive color which complimented her cheek bones. She wore the same outfit she had on earlier but even with those baggy clothes on I could tell she was in very good shape. The muscles in her arms and legs flexed as she kicked the bag of soccer balls.

"Ew don't call me that Ryan." She turned her nose up in disgust as he used her birth name. She definitely doesn't look like an Alexis. When you hear the name Alexis you picture a Barbie type, a girly girl, pretty much the exact opposite of what this Patterson chick is.

"We are going outside to condition, but first we will be running three miles. Patterson, Gonzalez, and White make that four for you since you were late because you all earned yourselves a fast pass to detention. Don't let it happen again." We went outside to the track where we ran. The guys flocked to Alexis like flies on shit. They ran in a big blob around her like she's the fucking queen of England.

"So you're the captain huh?" I jogged right beside her after I inched myself through the crowd of her fans.

"Yeah." She nodded clearly not wanting to talk to me.

"Not for long. I'm here to get my spot back as Captain."

"You're not taking my spot as Captain asshole!" She snapped shooting daggers at me. If looks could kill I'd be melted into a pile of ash on the track.

"It was my spot first!" I yelled furiously getting closer and closer to her.

"You moved away! It WAS yours now it's mine." She shrugged and pushed herself harder and started to run faster leaving her crew behind her. She's mad, that much is obvious but I don't give a damn.

"Mamacita you're sexy when you're angry." She didn't say anything else she just lifted up her arm and flipped me the middle finger before picking up speed. She definitely has a fire burning inside of her.