7
Zac's POV
I changed my mind.
I walked straight up to Evan before practice.
He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at me with a smirk, "Surprised to see you have the nerve coming up to me, Miller."
I narrowed my eyes at him. Who does this kid think he is, the f*****g president?
This time, I couldn't handle my anger. I grabbed his shirt from the collar and pulled him up, "Listen you f*****g asshat, either you deal with the fact that Bl-Jasmine is my f*****g tutor or I go and tell her about your past hobbies. How does that sound?"
The smirk was wiped off Evan's face. His eyes filled with instant panic but he didn't say anything.
"That's what I f*****g thought," I let go of him and pushed him to the ground before walking away.
Fucking p***y.
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Jasmine
"Earth to Jas," Bea
