Chapter 6
868 Words
This week went by fast. After the whole mess in math class on Monday, Mr. K was fired. We currently have an old lady as our sub until they find a replacement. Logan has been very nice to me, but I'm not complaining. Today is Friday, and thankfully, the final bell is going to ring any minute now.
The bell goes off, and everyone runs out. I always want to be the last one out because I get trampled all the time. I never thought being 5'0 was so short, but in the hallways I feel like an ant.
As I make my way to my locker, Haley runs by me.
"Sorry girl! I won't be able to drive you home! My mom won't stop texting me, I'm so sorry!" she says quickly.
"That's okay. I'll wait for Ryan's practice to finish. He can drive me. Good luck!" I say and give her a reassuring look.
"If it isn't anything big, I'll pick you up for the game?"
"Yeah, if it's not an issue."
"We'll see, bye!" She says as she runs down the hall to get to her car as soon as possible.
I finally arrive at my locker, I throw my stuff in my locker, and put my bag over my shoulder. I slam shut my locker, and head towards the football field. The boys are still changing, so I seat myself at a picnic table, and I look for some good recipes.
A couple minutes later, I hear a lot of shouting coming from the school. I look up, and sure enough, the players are all on their way out here. Ryan sees me and runs ahead to talk.
"Mia, what are you doing here?" he asks as he sits next to me.
"I have no ride. How long is practice?"
"About an hour, then we have a 45 minute break until warm ups for the game."
"Oh, I could walk home, so I don't waste your break."
"No, it's okay."
"No, I'd feel too bad."
"Here, let me see if coach will let Alex take you. He's out for the next week or 2 for an injury. I'll be back hang tight." Ryan jogs off towards the team in the field. A minute or so later, Alex makes his way towards me.
"I guess I'm taking you to your house. Come on," he says rudely. I quietly follow him, trying not to provoke him. "Hop in," he commands once we reach the car. "You're lucky I like Ryan, and that you're nice," he snaps.
Geez, I think to myself.
The car ride was extremely awkward, but it only took 5 minutes. I got out, and just barely shut the door before he zoomed away. I walk in, and head up to my room. I let out a huge sigh before plopping on my bed. I should really call Haley to make sure she's okay. Just as I was about to dial her number, my phone starts vibrating, and her face pops up on the screen. I love when this happens.
"Hey, what's up," I greet into the phone, putting it on speaker because no one is around.
"Hi, so it was basically nothing. My mom just didn't know where the remote was. It was literally in the drawer. She screamed at me because I 'pranked' her, but it's whatever."
"Well, that's better than expected which is good."
"Yeah," she sighs, "oh! Are you still at the school? I could swing by and drive you home."
"Nope, I was driven here be Alex, and he is so rude and snarky. I don't know his deal."
"Oh yeah. Alex. . . I remember him from last weekend. He is kind of a douche."
"Yeah, well, do you want to come here? We could get ready for the game together, even though there is like nothing to get ready."
"Yeah, that'd be fun."
"See you in 10?"
"Yup, toodles!"
"Peace."
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We get to the game around 6:30 and grab seats in the front. Whenever we come, we always sit there so Ryan can see us. We get our pizza and soda from the concessions while it's not busy, then sit down and enjoy the pre-game stuff.
Once 7 rolls around, all the boys run out. Ryan saw us, and flashed a smile, showing that he knows we are here. The girls around us sigh, thinking the smile was for them. Haley and I just burst out laughing.
I look back out at the field and I see Joey staring at Haley. I nudge her and she looks up, turning a light shade of pink when she sees Joey staring. She smiles and waves, and he waves right back. I swear they are too cute.
I finally found Logan, where he is scanning the crowd. He spots me, smiles and nods, then turns around. His girlfriend, Sarah, one of the cheerleaders, sees him, and she runs on the field towards him. She leaps at him and hardcore kisses him.
Wow. Okay. . . I look away. This is too much for my wee, little, pathetic heart to handle, and wait for the buzzer to begin the game.
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