BRYCE

CHAPTER 4

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"So what did coach call you for?" Amber asks as we walk to art together.

"Not much, he just said that during the annual game season I'll be doing tracks"

"You run?" She asks

"Yeah. Since I was like 10"

"Finally! An athletic friend!"

"You've never had one?"

"Nope, in my previous school, my friends and I were too lazy so we never did anything athletic. But I play tennis occasionally" She says and I beam at her

"Really?"

"Yeah. I could teach you if you'd like. You are gonna help me in Video games right?"

"Of course! Anything for tennis" I say as we enter class.

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"We should go out" Dawn suggests we get out of our last class.

"Where to?" Amber asks

"The mall, and before you complain, Yes B, I'll buy you food so please" Dawn pleads

"I'm Down. I can never say no to food, but I have practice today"

"What time is it ending? I could stay and watch" Amber asks

"Me too, there's nothing interesting in going to anyways"

"At around five o'clock latest" I say looking at my wrist watch.

"We can wait" Amber takes my school bag as I get out the extra pairs of sneakers I had in my locker since I took the others home for a wash.

"Let's go?"

"Yeah"

I change into my training uniform which includes a pair of black shorts and my own dark blue tank top. Its Matteo's but basically mine since it's probably too small for him. I doubt. I pull my hair in a bun and head out to the field. Coach Fisher calls us and we huddle around him.

"We're doing things differently today"

"What do you mean by differently?" A blonde girl asks. Rita I suppose?

"Good question Violet"

Dammit!

"So, the football and soccer coach agreed that we should train together today"

The girls scream in happiness and I frown. Not this again. Yes, we've done this, a few weeks ago and let's just say it didn't go as planned. All girls basically threw themselves at the boys, specifically 'The group' Dawn and Amber talk about every freaking time and we didn't get to practice much.

This isn't going to work.

This is definitely not working!

Everyone is freaking seated around the boys and coach doesn't look like he gives two shots! At the end of it all, I decide to just sit down with everyone but just far enough from them. I lay down on my back after listening to them squeal and laugh and the guys talking about their wins.

The sun's rays linger on my skin when a shadow blocks it. What now? I pop an eye open to look at the culprit, And its Archie of course.

"Hey"

"HI "I reply and he sits next to me and tries to Cross his legs but fails miserably. I laugh at this and he pouts at me.

"What?"

"I can't do it" He says puffing.

"Then don't. You look like a constipated cat"

"You hurt me Valentino. You really do"