The One For Them

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Milo and I were walking and talking when I felt a hand grab my arm and spin me around.

"Why'd you throw that at me?" The blond guy from the class we were just in, asked.

"Hmm.....maybe because you guys were bugging me and I wanted you to stop?" I asked sarcastically, looking up at his green eyes.

I heard pairs of footsteps getting closer. The twins and their group of friends stopping behind the blond guy and looking down at me.

"You know you actually could've blinded me if you missed my cheek?" He asked as I yanked my arm out of his hold.

"Oh, look at you, being worried about getting hurt." I said baby-ing him and patted his cheek. He froze and I moved my hand back down to my side.

"Welp, see you around, Beanstalk. I'll see you two, later." I pointed at Ramy and Kian, smirking and turning around to walk to my next class.

I pulled my hood up and heard Milo walking next to me. "What class next?"

"Building A, the gym." I smiled to myself as we made our way there.

We walked in and saw the teacher looking down at his clipboard, writing stuff down. "Excuse me, sir?"

He looked up and realization washed over his face. "You're Xavier and Milo, right?"

We nodded and he waved us closer.

"Alvaro gave me a warning about you two. Here." He walked in a room and handed us the gym uniform.

Red and black. Funny.

"Locker room is that way." He pointed at a door with 'Locker Rooms' on it.

"Uh, thanks."

"He's weird." I agreed with Milo and opened the door. Talking, laughter, and yelling filled my ears as soon as I stepped in.

"Ugh, it smells like sweat." I held my nose and tried to not breathe in.

"Yeah, you'll get used to it." A tall, about six-foot, four, guy stepped in front of us, shirtless.

Milo growled and stepped in front of me, blocking me from the guy.

"O-kay." He walked away awkwardly, making me chuckle and whip Milo's chest with the shirt.

He groaned and fell to his knees, panting loudly. "Calm down."

I walked to one of the aisles and saw guys changing and pushing each other jokingly. I groaned and rolled my eyes, trying not to be involved by them.

I opened the locker and set my backpack inside. I pulled my hoodie off and heard a wolf-whistle in the same aisle as me, and I ignored them. I slid on the dark red shirt on and then pulled my pants down.

"Woo!"
"Damn, look at that!"

I heard wolf-whistles erupt from all around me and noticed that everyone had finished changing and were now staring at me.

"Look away, boys. Before I knock you out myself." I heard someone say. Sliding my shorts on quickly, I turned and saw Dominic glaring at the others.

"Dom! You're in this class?" He nodded and moved closer to me.

"Yeah. Heard the boys whistling and I automatically knew it was you." He smirked, looking down at me and I rolled my eyes.

"You should learn how to control them or I will." He shook his head and growled lowly, pushing me against the lockers.

"No. I'll tell them." I smiled and put my hands on his shoulders, pulling his head down.

"Everyone's staring, Dom." He looked around, seeing all the guys stare, some with wide eyes and others with their mouths hanging open.