If it's Meant to Be - a Montgomery De La Cruz story

Chapter 8: Game Night

The boys had their very first game of Baseball tonight. The adrenaline pumping through their veins tonight was enough to get the crowd riled up, excited to see some school spirit back in action.

To put a long story short, Liberty High took the 'W' by a long mile. It was absolutely crazy tonight. The atmosphere was nothing short of spectacular. Though I didn't doubt the boys once, Baseball has always been more important to them than their grades will ever be.

I run over to Zach, excited to congratulate him as well as the rest of the boys. Jumping into the tall boys arms, startling him slightly before he wraps one arm around my waist, the other holding me up by my bottom half.

"Sick home run, Dempsey" I applaud, seeing the boy blush.

"Had to go all out for you, baby. You're everyone's good luck charm, mine especially".

The crazy thing with Zach and I is that our relationship had always been flirtatious, of course up until Monty and I were together. We were always fooling around with each other, but it never went further than first base. Some said we were 'right person, wrong time', but he and I both knew that our relationship could only be a platonic relationship, nothing more and nothing less.

"Look at you in my jacket, you're definitely my good luck charm" he laughed again, his eyes lingering on the jacket that i am indeed representing tonight.

Zach walked towards the rest of him teammates, me still wrapped tightly in my arms.
"Liberty High's star athletes" I applaud, now leaving Zach's grasp and walking towards the group of sweaty, smelly boys. "Nice win boys" Chloe, our cheer captain and Bryce's girlfriend added.

Zach managed to snake his arms around my shoulder as I grab onto his hand, finding comfort in the small gesture - Monty, who I genuinely forgot was less than 3 meters in front of me, sees this and immediately his mood drops again. A sight for sore eyes, and not in a good way.

"Party back at my house, boys. I expect to see each and everyone of you there" Jess chimes in, the chatter between the large group quieting down to listen to what Jess has to say, "if you aren't there, then us girls will assume you are all too pussy to try out the keg" she grins, getting under the skin of the boys. They cheer, of course they do. A party to celebrate their magnificent win, what more could they ask for.

Jess drags me with her as I sneak one last wink to Zach, that goes unnoticed to everybody except him and Monty.

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They're well underway at the party, 2 hours in and Maisey has already overdid herself. Typical, she thought.

She sloppily moves through the house, bumping into drunken teenagers and interrupting conversations between people by obnoxiously walking through them, out of spite. Through the corner of her eye, she sees her ex, Monty, as well as Isobel, the girl from her Math class, chatting away eagerly. She shakes her head, annoyed, but also jealous as she sees him lead her up the stairs. She tried to forget about it, telling herself that she shouldn't care, but in the back of her mind she realises that she is still not over him, will she ever be?

Maisey and Jeff, both high, and Maisey drunk as well, decided to do body shots. The pair were certain they'd regret it the next morning, but for now, they did not care one bit.

Before they could even commence, a loud crash was heard from behind them, before loud cheering came from the crowd. Both startled and confused, they turned their attention to the noise behind them, seeing the two boys. Zach and Monty, brawling on the lawn. Almost immediately Jeff was in the middle, pulling a very incoherent Monty away from a seemingly calm Zach.

By now, the girl was flabbergasted. Two of the most important boys in her life were now at each other's throats, is she the one to blame? She chooses not to talk to either boy right now, ashamed at how they acted, even if it was not Zach's fault. She pushed her way through to the kitchen, glass in hand and in need of a refill, fast.