Sparks of Spite

Sparks of Spite

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication ven., août 1, 2025
"Well I just find it interesting. You say you hate me but so far you've showed up to all of my games this season." She met the girls blue eyes as she spoke, her gaze slowly drifting lower on the other. "Oh don't flatter yourself, I just happen to really enjoy basketball." She retaliated sharply, knowing damn well she couldn't even name a single position on the court. "Oh do you really?" Rory leaned in closer as Aubrey's breath suddenly caught. "Just funny that I've never heard you mention a thing about the sport before." "Well, maybe you think you know me better than you really do." "What does that mean?" Rory's heart rate was suddenly quickening as she spoke. "Oh wouldn't you love to know, Parker" Aubrey batted her lashes at the brunette as she forced hers eyes to the teacher after a moment.
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"What the hell did you do!?" I heard a feminine voice behind me. I groaned and turned around to meet a very angry face. I have never seen a girl this pissed before and honestly speaking, I am a little bit afraid. "She knew what she was getting into. Everyone knows I am player and I never stick to one girl." I shrugged and turned around to walk away. I didn't even take one step when I felt a firm hand on my t-shirt. She took a fist full of my shirt and turned me around so I was facing her. She then held my collar. Damn, she is almost the same height as me and if I would have been any normal guy, I would be terrified of her. "You don't treat girls like trash, asshole. She has feelings, she is not some toy that you got bored from after playing for a while. Apologize to her." She said through gritted teeth pointing towards Leah who was crying her eyes out. I noticed the crowd that started forming around us. I shrugged her hand away from my t-shirt and glared at her. "I will not apologize to anyone." I said slowly through gritted teeth. She is starting to piss me off. No one clashes me and no one stands against me. Even though I am new here, everyone knows that. I saw her eyes go blank and before I could duck, her fist made contact with my face and I felt sharp pain coursing through my nose. I held my nose tight and felt warm liquid flowing to my lips. Olivia Claire is a 16 year old high scholar. She is a fighter who never took anyone's shit and is famous for it. She mostly minds her own business occasionally helping people that might need her. Carter Grayson is a 16 year old guy recently transferred to Olivia's high school. Tall, handsome guy with lean figure, hazel eyes, brown hair and smile to die for. He has been known to be a player in his last high school and he plans on continuing that identity. So, what happens when a typical bad boy clashes with a not-so-nerd bad girl.

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