Football can be a girls sport.

Chapter 14

He had left me utterly speechless, and I had no idea how to feel. What to think. Was it all a twisted game, trying to get in my head? Did he have something against Jeff? 

I turned around to look for my friends, and I started walking through the people, eyes following me as I went. 

I finally found Imre and Jeff, who were both looking at me expectingly. "What?" I questioned.

"What was that," Jeff said like he was reprimanding me.

"What do you mean? Like the dance?" I was quizzical.

"No. You know what I'm talking about," he half-heartedly laughed, "with Curtis. The last I knew of you two is y'all had to be separated as to not tear each other apart." He now crossed his arms over his chest, "you guys looked very comfy a whole 3 centimeters apart."

At first I had felt bad and was sorry for what I thought I was doing to Jeff, but I was not his girlfriend (yet) and he had no right to tell me what I can or can't do with someone else.

"Ok, excuse me but when did I need your permission in order to be able to dance with another male?" I put my hands on my hips expecting a response, but I kept going. "I can not and will not be told what to do; I am not anyone's property. I made it clear to you of all people I do not want a relationship, never have, and especially not with someone on the team. I wanted strictly platonic and professional to keep things like this from happening because I will not have this team fall apart because of some stupid dance!" By the end of my rage, my voice has risen a few levels and we had gained quite the audience.

Jeff looked at me exhausted, "I will not fight with you, Robin, I just didn't know where you were coming from. You always talk about how much you can't stand him and then yet you looked like you were about to make out with the guy. You can do what you want, but I don't want to be involved with someone who can't tell her friends from her enemies." And with that, he walked away from me. Leaving me speechless, again. 

I immediately regretted blowing up on him, but I thought it still needed to be said. I didn't know how I felt, or what I wanted anymore. I just needed to go home.

"Imre I want to go home," I looked at her begging. She sympathetically smiled at me, "we will, but in a little bit. We still want to dance!"

I heaved and told her to text me when they were done, and I walked toward the hallway doors. 

That's when I heard Jeff call my name, but I kept walking. What could he want anyway, he was the one that just left me. 

I ignored his calls and walked faster, I rounded the corner to the left, in the direction of the women's bathroom. Right before I turned the corner I spotted Jeff attempting to follow me, but I rolled my eyes and made myself walk faster.