Chapter 15

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Sofia's POV

I spent the whole day attached to at least one person that wasn't James. Natalie, Amanda and Jane managed to keep me and James separated the whole time. Even on classes that none of them had with me, I was trapped with someone. Outside I acted like it was funny and that I didn't care, but inside? I was yelling, I may have stabbed a few people a thousand times in my head and probably mastered the perfect murder. Too much imagination? Yeah. Am I weak? Sadly, yeah. I'm the kind of person who rather shut her mouth instead of being involved in a argument or fight. I let all of the frustration, anger and sadness accumulate inside of me and when I "explode", I always make sure to be alone. I usually let it all out crying while locked in my room, working out or sometimes I go into the woods and scream until my throat hurts. Anyway, I'm supposed to be in my volleyball practice, but I quit. I have missed most of the games and I just feel like the universe doesn't want me to play anymore. I'm thinking about trying out for the soccer team though. Ever since I have memory, my brother and I would play soccer at the park. Its one of our brother-sister bonding things. I spotted James sitting on the bleachers waiting for the volleyball practice to begin. 

"Hey there!" I said when I poked his arm. 

"Hey!" He looked me up and down with a frown. "Aren't you going to practice?"

"No.....I left the team this morning."

"Why? I thought that you loved playing volleyball." He said and we started walking towards his car.

"I do! Its just that...uh....I want to try other sports. What if I'm not good enough for the University's volleyball team? I have to explore my options." He opened the passenger's door for me and I got in. Then he jogged to the driver's side and got in the car.

"So what are you going to do then. On the short amount of time that I've known you, I know that you're not the type of girl to be locked in her room with her phone and do nothing, but be a vegetable." I giggled and he smiled while backing us up and driving to his house.

"Well, I'm thinking about trying out for the soccer team."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I've always enjoyed playing soccer. Dereck and I go every Sunday to the park and play for hours until our feet hurt, then we grab a snack at the Seven Eleven that's close to the park and then play video games once we get home." I said and smiled at the memories. My brother can be very annoying sometimes, but most of the time he's cool. He's my best and first real friend. When I looked at him, his eyes were shining with joy and he was smiling.

"That sounds perfect. I wish I was that close with my brothers."

"You guys don't get along?"

"No, its not that. Sometimes we fight, but that's the closest to being like brothers as we get. Actually, I'm the one who stays away. I barely talk with them, much less fight." He said in a sad tone.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if you haven't noticed yet, I'm not the most social person on this planet."

"But we talk and do normal stuff together like everybody else. That's pretty social for me."

"That's because you're different."

"Different?

"Yeah. You're not annoying like most people I've met." I burst out laughing at the face he made and he laughed too. "See?! This is why I like you so much!" His eyes widened and I looked away hiding my blush. I turned up the music on the radio and we spent the rest of the ride in silence listening to the music that blasted through the speakers. Once we were in his living room, we sat on the couch and none of us spoke. I cleared my throat breaking the silence.

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