Finding Out Who I Am

Just Shut Up And Go Away Before I Punch You In The Throat

"Come on," I said taking Zeke's hand and pulling him into the school as everone just stared at us.

"Where are we going?" He asked staring at me in awe.

"To get your schedule duh," I told him pulling him into the office.

"What can I do for you?" Mrs. Walker, the secretary, asked us.

"He needs his locker number and schedule. His name is Zeke Mitchel," I told her.

"Here it is," she said handing it to him. "Have a nice day."

"You too," I told her dragging him out of the office.

"Okay now let's see," I said taking the papers out of his hands.

"See what?" he asked putting his arm around my shoulders and pulling me closer to him.

"If we have any classes together and if our lockers are close to each others," I said in a duh tone.

"Okay so we have every class together and your locker number 1059. That can't be though," I said stopping.

"Why not?" he asked.

"Because that's my locker number," I said with a frown.

"Awesome!" he exclaimed making me walk again. "That means I get to spend every second with you."

"This is creepy," I said with a shake of my head stopping in front of my locker. Well our locker.

"So what class is first?" he asked leaning against the locker beside me.

"Gym," I said opening the locker and putting my bag in there before Zeke put his in there.

"Yay. Are the outfits still really short?" he asked grabbing my hips.

"Sadly, yes," I said stepping away as the bell rang and the hall flooded with students.

"Let's get to gym," Zeke said taking my hand in his.

"Sure," I said pulling my hand from his grip before leading the way with every eye on us.

"Go see the coach and he'll give you a uniform. I have to go change," I said pushing Zeke toward the coaches office.

I walked into the locker room and quickly changed before throwing my hair up into a high ponytail and walking back into the gym. I saw Zeke and started to head over to him when my arm was grabbed, pulling me back. I turned to see Shawn staring down at me.

"What do you want?" I snapped.

"Becca, please let me explain. I didn't mean anything I said. The guys were messing with me about you and I just said the first thing I could think of to get them off my back. Bec, you're my best friend you always have been. You have to believe me," he pleaded.

"No," I said shaking my head. "I trusted you. And you just blew it all to hell and back. I trusted you with my life. And now I can't even trust you with Danny's rat."

"But you hate that rat," he said.

"Exactly," I answered jerking my arm out of his grip and heading to Zeke.

"Rebecca, please," Shawn started coming after me.

"Just shut up and go away before I punch you in the throat," I yelled pushing him away from me.

"She clearly doesn't want you to be here so just leave her alone," Zeke said pulling me against him.

"Shut up. You don't even know her," Shawn snarled.

"Oh so you know me?" I butted in.

"More than this idiot!" Shawn exclaimed.

"What's my favorite color?" I asked raising my eyebrow.

"Pink," Shawn said.

"Wrong," I said. "And you're a moron. You knew me before not now. So don't just expect that I'm the same now as I once was."

"Okay, guys, bring it in!" the coach yelled signaling the start of class. "Okay, so we have a new assistant coach and I want you all to be nice to him. He is a sophomore in college and is gonna be with us this whole year. I'll let him introduce himself." he said before stepping to the side to reveal someone I never thought I would see again.

"Hey, guys, it's great to meet you all. You all can call me... Beccs," he said his eyes resting on mine.

Next thing I know I am picked up in strong arms and spun around. He holds me tightly against his chest as I wrap my arms around his neck laughing. He then sets me on the ground just to press his lips against my forehead.

"God I've missed you so much, Beccs," he whispered in my ear.

"I've missed you too," I said looking up at his bright green eyes.

"Too bad your brother doesn't like me," he said with a half smile.

"I have my reasons," my brother said breaking me and him out of our little trance. "Nice to see you again, Clint"