division.

chapter three.

callan's pov.

i fucking hate my coach.

he is always getting on me when i mess up once but doesn't say anything to ralph when he messes up the whole play.

we were a little over 30 minutes into our practice and all i could hear was coach annoying the hell out of me and the cheerleaders chanting the same chant ever since we got there.
then, the sound of skateboards getting louder and louder.

i looked over to the side bleachers to see the vices coming down the hill, then they stay by the bleachers, doing tricks on their boards and messing around with each other.

i was expecting them to show up, they're later than usual. they always come down after school is over and skate around.

they're all really good at skating, not that i'd ever admit that.
i honestly think i could be friends with them if it weren't for this feud,
well, maybe except for hudson, probably not him.

i don't know what it is about him, i just can never get along with him.
i think i could be pretty good friends with vienna and savannah, they both seem nice and they're also both hot as fuck.
and i genuinely think isaiah and dillon could be some of my best friends.

in a way, i get kind of jealous of the vices, not because of what they have or whatever because i know that they don't have a lot of money or a lot of opportunities like the immortals do.
like, everyone knows that most businesses in town won't employ them because they get a bad rep and it's not good for business.

but, through all of that, they seem pretty content with what they have. it's also very obvious how close they are.

i've never had a friend like that. where i can do absolutely anything with them and still have a good time. most of the time when we hangout, everyone just wants to party which, gets tiring after a while.

don't get me wrong, i love my best friends but, we aren't constantly together like they are. we're not attached at the hip. we all have our own kind of thing that keeps us occupied for the most part.

breaks are always the best time though, no one has priorities to do something or be anywhere that we're not. we can just hangout and be stupid teenagers together. i just wish i didn't have to wait for a break to experience that with them.

i would never ever tell anyone this because, frankly i'm not close enough to anyone where i would feel comfortable telling them this. if i were to tell anyone though, i'd probably tell tucker.

i've known tucker since the 2nd grade. our parents are close friends because obviously, they were in the immortals together. they grew up together and they continue to do that to this day, which i think tucker and i will be like.

well, at least i hope.

"yo callan, are you going to get your head in the game or what?" declan says as he nudges my arm slightly.

"whatever sabb, you're the one who needs to focus on the practice rather than the cheerleaders." i said, joking around.

i've always liked declan, he's kind of a smartass but, you get used to it.

"nah, the cheerleaders aren't the ones who are on my mind." he says as he points over to the vices. the vices really?

"ahh yeah, vienna and savannah are hot, huh?" i said, purposefully leaving dillon out.

i don't know why but, there's something about dillon that makes me feel, weird i guess? i get somewhat protective about her out of nowhere, only in my head though, i could never defend her in front of people. so, for the most part i just either talk about her body or how much of a bitch she is, never how pretty and funny she is.