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"I want you to stay because I need a ride back home," Trent quickly lies making Jordan look at him with questioning eyes.
"Yeah, like if none of your teammates could do that, right?" She questions him.
"Well, no, it's not like everyone has time for that," He continues lying but Jordan knows it's not true, but still, she decides not to insist.
"Yeah, whatever," She rolls her eyes. "Go back to training and I'll go back to my seat but if I start a fight you will bail me out of prison," She points at him with her finger and walks back to her place as Trent chuckles.
"Have you ever been to jail?" He questions her as he walks by her side and she just nods. "Yeah, sure," He laughs thinking she is lying but Jordan has proof.
As she picks her phone to show him her mugshot, she places it in front of his face and his eyes grow wide. "I'm no liar," She states.
"Oh my God," He takes the phone from her hands accidentally pulling her headphone as well.
"Ouch," She complains as she tries to grab it.
"Why have you been in jail for?" He continues asking her.
"Vandalism," She shrugs as she tries to get her phone back but instead, Trent, raises his hand higher for her not to reach as he continues going through her pictures.
"Uh, what a nice fit," He jokes as he sees a picture of her in a dress. "Look at you, dressing like a woman," He laughs at his own joke but his laugh suddenly dies out from the pain as Jordan kicks him in his weak and subtly parts. "Fuck," He groans as he bends down.
Jordan laughs as she takes her phone back from his hands. "Look who's laughing now," She smirks as Trent suffers.
"I could definitely sue you over this," He speaks breathing deeply.
"You are so extra, it's not that painful," She rolls her eyes. "I didn't even use my knee," She jokes.
Trent denies with his head as he glares at her. "So funny," He ironically speaks and Jordan opens her mouth to reply but someone interrupts them.
"How is that stomachache going, Trent?" One of his teammates speaks looking back and forth between Jordan and him.
"I was making my way back," Trent replies getting up straight as the boy raises a brow and looks at Jordan, who raises her brow at the boy too. Trent confused at their faces simply denies with his head. "Jordan this is Joe, Joe this is Jordan,"
She extends her hand and Joe takes it. "And what do you do, Jordan?" He asks thinking she works at the club or something because no other is allowed to this place at least they work for the club or are just related to the players.
"With my life?" She wonders and Joe bemused nods. "I'm a mechanic," She shortly explains. "And you?"
Joe stares at his teammate frowning. "She doesn't watch football," He states.
"Oh," He sighs. "I play football,"
"Nice," She just says.
"May I ask what are you doing here, Jordan?" He insists.
"I'm his girlfriend," She smiles looking at Trent.
"What?" Joe raises his voice. "Since when? How?" He interrogates Trent but before he can even reply, Joe speaks again. "I can't believe this, I'm your friend and you never told me?" He asks rather hurt with a hand on his chest making Jordan laugh. "What's so funny?" He questions her.
"How extra all of footballers are," She grins.
"Excuse me?" Joe raises his brows.
"Don't worry, you are excused," She jokes. "But like, what is the big deal, the boy didn't tell you he has a girl so what?" She replies calmly shrugging.
Joe changes his face to a smile. "I like her," He tells Trent impressed. by her chill.
"See? No biggie," She smiles at them. "Now, you two back to training, there is a game to win this weekend!" She orders.
"It's on Wednesday," Trent corrects her.
"Whatever, just get your asses back to the pitch," She spats making both of them chuckle.
Jordan finds herself smiling and actually having a good time, even though it's just a lie and she knows that as soon as she drops this boy home, the chances of seeing him again are really low because no matter what her lifestyle will never match his.
