Cassandra’s POV :
“They are a match made in heaven? Bullshit!”I snap making my way down towards the basketball court.
My heels click against the floor with every urgent steps as i pass by the crowd who are here everyday to watch the boys practice.
I hate it.
I hate it so much!
What first love?
From when does he have a sweetheart?
How come i don’t know?
Whatever,even if i don’t know. I am going to confront him.
How dare he let someone else touch him when our deal isn’t over yet?
I stop at the entrance and see the boy’s scattering around as the practice just ended.
On the far corner of the court,Kayden stands with a bottle of water.
Or more specifically the bottle someone handed him over.
That autumn haired girl.
The hell is she doing here?
She isn’t admitted yet.So she should
