Mini Foley- Back- book2

7. To be heard

It was finally friday and I had decided not to go to the council meeting, instead I was stuck helping Alex with his Physical Therapy. He was starting to lift weights and was getting his body into shape.

I was sat beside him as he layed on his back, pushing up the large weight. "You're doing great Alex, just keep going! You have like 3 more reps or whatever they're called left." I told him with a genuine smile on my face. He groaned as he heard me speak. I was never really in the Gym so it gave me a nice opportunity to look around.

"So how did you even get into this mess? I get that you're Justins sister but I would have thought he'd try to keep you out of it." Alex asked as he put the weight on the floor beside him. I thought for a second. "Well, I mean I used to hang out with Bryce and Justin a lot when all the stuff with Hannah started. So I guess I was just in the middle of it all." I explained.

"To be honest, I don't even know. Me and Justin have always been close and we've never really kept anything from eachother. And plus...Let's not forget what I did to Hannah..." I trailed off, looking down. Alex nodded "Yeah, I get that. At least I wasn't the worst on the tapes." He joked with his face straight and unbothered.

"Anyways, I've gotta go meet Tyler so I'll see you around." He said, walking off. I held my bag at it's straps and walked out in the opposite direction. I was half way down the hall when the bell rang, signalling lunch. I opend my locker and put some books inside, trading then for another.

"Dude, do you think they're still dating?" I heard from behind me, my ears had pricked up like antennas. "No, she's single and I'm sure she's desperate for a real man." I turned around, spotting two guys from the football team. I glared at them. "Hey Angie, you free tonight? Party at my place, just us two." One of them called, snickering with his friends.

I let out a small chuckle, sighing softly. "You know what? I don't feel like getting chlamydia today so I'll pass." I told them with a smile. I turned around, staring to walk to my spot in the field. "Don't you already have like every STD ever? Come on, don't be sour just because Monty left you!" They laughed, causing me to stop.

I walked up to them leaving only an inch between me and they're bodies. "You need to shut the fuck up right now. Go jerk eachother off or something, because that's what horny little boys do. Run along." I snapped, kicking one of them right in the- well you know where.

I began walking back down the corridor, turning a corner. I got to my spot and sat down to eat. I was soon joined by a familiar face. "Hey, Angie right?" They asked. I nodded. "I'm Ani...we met a day or so ago?" She said like a question. I nodded again. "You have a lot of anger...I can sense it." She continued.

"oh really?" I replied sarcastically. "I think you could use it to your advantage, you're badass and people should know it." She added. I looked towards her and furrowed my brows. "What do you mean?" I asked, looking her up and down. "I mean, you have power- Like a super hero...I look at you and see someone who can help people by using that anger as power." She stated.

I stayed silent, processing her words. "Well, thanks...I guess." I mumbled, looking down at my lunch. I felt weird, as if she'd just spoken to my core. I brushed it off though and kept my thoughts to myself. She soon left my table and I let out a sigh.

I heard talk about the homecoming game and I felt like throwing up. Everyone acted like homecomming was a big deal but it was just another lousey excuse for the football team to be celebrated. I heard laughter from beside me and looked over to see A bunch of jocks, including Monty, with a bunch of cheerleaders. One of them was wearing Montys Letterman jacket.

I had this strange feeling in my chest. I couldn't register what it was until I stared at the girl. I was jelous. That was scary. I was jelous that she was wearing Monty's jacket and I wasn't. I got up from my table, throwing the rest of my food away as I'd lost my appetite. I walked past the group, smiling at Monty. It wasn't just any old smile though.

As I walked down the corridor I felt someone grab my arm and slam me into the lockers. I stared intensely into the guys eyes as if we were trying to see who was more dominant. "You smiled." He whispered. I let out a small chuckle "it's just a smile." I replied.

"It was that smile." He said, slightly harsher. It felt like ages we were staring into eachothers eyes. "If you're going to do something De La Cruz, do it. Don't be a pussy." I tauned. He crashed his lips onto mine, putting his hand around my neck.

"Don't you ever call me a pussy again, understand?" He asked, a smirk on his face. I bit my lip and nodded, letting him kiss me once more before walking off. "What the fuck are you looking at?" I snapped at a few students who were staring at me. They didn't say a word, just stopped looking my way.

I smiled and let out a laugh. I really did like Monty. I loved him. I loved how He would just grab me and kiss me without warning, because let's be honest. He owned me. He owned every single part of me. And he knew it, he would slightly boast about it to me. But then again, I owned him. And we both knew that too.