Chapter4
Annabelle's POV:
I got changed and headed up to the game in a complete daze. My lips still tingled from the kiss. My skin felt hot where his hands had touched me. I had never felt anything like that before.
"Annabelle where were you? You took forever!"
"oh yeah Uh sorry." I couldn't tell lizard(elizabeth)what happened. She would freak out and tell everyone probably.
The game was really intense. My ex Wyatt was playing dirty like always and the three boys I saw in the locker room were not only drop dead gorgeous but amazing at basketball.
There really has to be something in that water.
"that guy is totally staring at you"
"what? What are you talking about. What guy?" I felt self-conscious all of a sudden and my cheeks flushed bright pink. I
tried to hide my face under my wavy mid-length brown hair.
"that really hot guy sitting on the bench with green eyes"
Green eyes? But the one who kissed me had blue? But he was playing right now. Oh the blonde!
"Uh.. No he's not"
"yeah he's totally checking you out"
"no he's not. Can we just drop it?"
"someones a little touchy"
The rest of the game went on like this. It was getting really old really quick and other people started to join in too and agree that the green and blue eyed boys were definitely checking me out every time they got taken out of the game. The final score was 56-48 them.
To be honest I don't think they would have won without that tall blue eyed god. He was an amazing player.He was so graceful I couldn't stop watching him.
After the game lizard and I told our friend Jordan that he did really good which he did but really he didn't stand a chance against the three golden boys on the falcons team.
Lizard and I were a couple of the last people in the parking lot at school. I didn't mind because I didn't want to go home to my little apartment with my mom who was probably so high or too drunk to even carry herself to her bedroom. And her boyfriend Rick would probably be there...
(flash back from last week)
"get your fucking hands off of me!"
"oh don't be like that. I know you're a little whore!" he tried grabbing at my clothes again trying to lift my shirt off of my body. I could already feel the bruise form on my cheek from were he had hit me moments ago.
I didn't cry though because I knew that's what he wanted. To see me be weak. "don't ever touch me again!" I spat back at him venomously and punched him in the face busting his lip open. I tried running for the door of my bedroom but he caught me by my waist.
"damn stupid whore!" he pushed me down and kicked my ribs repeatedly then left me in a heap on the floor.
My fingertips grazed over the side of my ribs where there had to be at least two broken ribs. I was still badly bruised then brought my hand to my face where there used to be a giant purple and blue patch on my whole side of my face which now faded only to a yellow brown bruise that was covered up with make-up.
"hey you ready to go?"
"Uh yeah sorry." I grabbed my keys out of my bag and unlocked my piece of crap car. The boys from the other team were leaving in their cars and some on the bus that they arrived in as Elizabeth and I got into my car.
"are you freaking kidding me?!" the car wasnt starting which wasn't a first but still I lived 5miles away and it was 10 at night. On top of it all I was supposed to also give lizard a ride home.
"is your car really not starting?" lizard was annoyed that my car was unreliable and thought I deserved a better car but that's the only thing that I could afford. By working two jobs and going to school.
"hey do you guys need a ride?" a voice I had never heard before called to the side of my car.
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