"We just hook up occasionally, Brianna. No one needs to know about this. Especially after you cheated on Monty... with me."
"And now the whole school possibly knows, Scott. Because of a dead girl."
"Stop!" I push Monty away from me. He stumbles back, looking at me. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you want to be Bryce No. 2?!" I look at him angrily, my blood boiling.
I used to trust this man. When we were dating, he was a completely different person. He could actually be caring.
Right after, the door to the locker room opens and none other than Scott walks in. "What's going on here? Why are you in the boys changing room?" He looks at me.
I scoff," ask your friend here." Taking my phone from Montys locker, I proceed to walk back to the girls room.
I could only make out a "What the fuck" from Scott and Montys "Whatever"
I start to get changed, putting on my clothes and getting my backpack. I turn off the lights and close the door behind me.
"Sorry about that." I hear someone say behind me. I got startled a little.
"Uhm, it's not your fault Reed. Don't worry about it." I fake a smile and walk off, but his voice cuts me off. "No, I should have stepped in... I mean, I heard what he said. In the classroom."
I nod, not knowing what to say next, but he stops the awkward silence. "I actually- I wanted to know why you've been avoiding me so aggressively the past few weeks, months?"
Sighing I give him my honest reply," Because, I don't really want anything to do with jocks anymore, Scott. Sorry."
"But, I am not like the others, Brianna."
"Are you though? 'Does a scream count'? " I mimic his phrase from earlier, walking away.
Then he whispers once I am out of sight ," I can be like that though, If you want."
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* the next day *
I see Jessica walking into school and join her to give her some company.
"Hey Jess! How are you?" "Uh.. fine, how about you" "Doing okay. Hey did you get called in for the trials?" "I did... Hey, did you happen to pass by my house yesterday?" She asks curiously,
"No sorry, why?" I stop in my tracks and she does the same. "It's just.. oh nothing. I was just wondering" She smiles," well, I gotta go. See you around?"
I give her a nod, not knowing what this all was about.
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Taking the only left seat in history class, I sigh as I plop down. Unfortunately for me, the seat to my right is taken by none other than Scott Reed.
The teacher walks in and explains that we have to do a project in couples. She already assigned the topics and the couples beforehand.
"So Mr. Watts and Ms. Garcia, Mr. Harris and Ms. Clark, Mr. Reed and Ms. Evans, ..."
