The Heart Of Everything

3. How in the hell could this be my fault?

It's been over three weeks now and my knee has been perfectly fine for a little while, I even get to start in the next game and now I can drive my black and white beauty to school. Oh god, I have missed it. I speed through the light traffic and feel the warmth of the sun on my leather jacket. The sound of the engine is like music to my ears. Since I was a kid, I wanted to drive a bike, because of my dad. I watched him drive his motorcycle when I was younger and I just wanted to do that when I got older.

I park the bike and take off my helmet and I see Kimmie walk in the door in a hurry. She must be late today. I laugh to myself as I step off the bike. This is going to be fun. I step into the building and see Kimmie down the hallway. She is dressed in her blue jeans and in a light blue tank top and looks a little stressed out. I walk towards her with a smile on my face.

"Hi, Kimmie."

"Not today." She says concentrating on finding some of her books.

"Need any he..." I trail off as I feel someone pushing me to the side, and I stumble as I try to keep myself from falling, but I can't. I fall down and then push myself easy up again and turn around to see Lizzy. I sprint towards her and push her in the shoulders.

"You could at least have waited until I was finished talking with the redhead!" I shout.

"Hey!" I hear Kimmie say irritated over my words. Lizzy comes towards me again and pushes me, but this time I am standing on my own feet. We are at the same height and we look into each other's eyes. She stares into my blue and me into her brown.

"What do you want now... oh," I say and laugh.

"You are angry for me taking your spot on the team." I say, grinning only to feel a punch on my cheek. I wince to the side, then she tackles me. My head hits the floor hard and it starts to ache. What is wrong with you? I hit her in the face and my hand hurt by the strike, but she does not move.

"Stop it!" I hear Kimmie yell as I get another punch, this time in my temple and I cause me to bump my head on the floor. I think I had enough now.

"Stop!" Kimmie shouts again and I feel Lizzy move of me. My face stings and my headache. I have defiantly had enough.

"S-Sam?" I hear Kimmie say my name with her soft voice.

"Yes, Kimmie?" I manage to say, trying to hide my pain.

"Are you okay?" She asks, unsure and I snort.

"I have never been better." I joke as I open my eyes to see her looking right down at me, and not long after Miss Hale's face comes to view. Kimmie looks worried and Hale just shakes her head.

"This wasn't her fault." Kimmie says to her and I snort again.

"How in the hell could this be my fault? It's not like I did it by myself!" I say irritated and they look at me amused.

"Why the f**k would I punch myself? Huh? Why would I ruin this face?" I tell angry and they both start laughing. I roll my eyes and sit up. Then I move my hand up to my cheek and wince.

"You should probably go the nurse." Miss Hale recommend as I try to stand up. Kimmie takes her arm under mine and helps me up to my feet.

"No, I don't need Sharon right now." I tell and take a deep breath.

"I am completely fine." I assure them.

"Really?" Kimmie says with a raised eyebrow and then let me go. That is when I notice how unsteady I am. I try to stand still, but then I fall backward and they both catch me.

"Okay, fine, you are right." I say as they help me on my feet again.

"We need to get you to the nurse, you are bleeding and you look like shit." Kimmie says holding me up.

"You two go to the nurse, I have a class." Hale says and we both nod. Then Kimmie helps me down the hall.

"What did you actually do to make her so angry this time?" Kimmie ask me.

"I got to play in the next soccer game." I tell her and sigh.

"Not so sure anymore though."

"I'm sorry." She says and I look at her confused as we reach Sharon's door.

"No, you are not." I say as I open the door.

"Yes, I am." She argues and I shake my head as we step in. Sharon looks at me with widened eyes, and then she shakes her head.

"Sam, what did you do?" She asks and I growl.

"I didn't do anything!" I say angry and Kimmie helps me down in the chair. I breathe out and finally relax.

After twenty minutes in a room with Kimmie. The nurse found out that I do not have any 'brain damage'. That made Kimmie laugh and say that I am already brain dead. I wanted to strangle that girl every second she was in there with me. I don't understand why she wanted to stay there. Well, at least the pain in my head is gone and the sting from the cuts I got has eased. I look and feel terrible.

"I can drive you home." Kimmie offers.

"I am not sure if I want to sit in a car with you." I groan as I walk down the hallway with her.

"Oh, someone is in a bad mood." She teased and I look at her annoyed. Her face softens.

"You really look bad, I could hear is to clear when she hit you." She says a little worried and I raise my eyebrow. Then I start to chuckle.

"You like me." I say grinning. Her eyes narrow.

"No, I don't." She argues.

"Yes."

"No." We keep on fighting as we reach the door. Kimmie rolls her eyes in annoyance.

"Do you want me to drive you home or not?" She asks upset.

"That would be nice." I tell her, smiling. She looks at me confused but shakes it off as we start walking towards her car. Then we sit in and she starts driving.

"Why didn't you just go to class when you took me to the nurse?" I ask wondering.

"I don't know." She answers lightly while shrugging.

"You like me." I say again, teasing and she growls.

"Enough, Sam." She says and sighs.

"You like me." I say again, only to get a hit in the arm from her.

"Sam, I am going to kick you out of the car if you don't stop!" She yells angrily.

"You really want to kick someone you like out of the car?" I ask and raise my eyebrow.

"You f*****g asshole!" She says and starts hitting me while driving.

"I have had enough of you and your bullshit Sam! All of the words you say is just... Argh!" She screams in frustration and I burst out in laughter. Kimmie just freaked out, how I could just not laugh. Then I wince as she hits me on the wounded cheek.

"That really hurt!" I tell angry as I rub my skin.

"Good." She says irritated as she stops the car in front of my house. She looks at me thoughtfully.

"What would you parent's say about that?" She asks while pointing at me and I roll my eyes.

"I was born with this face." I say, offended and she snorts.

"No, oh god, Sam." She says, chuckling and it makes me smile.

"You are the biggest asshole, I have ever met." She says and it makes me snort.

"And how would you know?" I ask raising my eyebrow. Her eyes widen and she clenches her teeth. Then she starts hitting me again.

"You are so dead, Sam!" She shouts and I open the door and fall down on the ground, grinning. I look back at the angry red-haired.

"I f*****g hate you Sam!" She yells and I stand up.

"I know." I tell smiling as I close the door. She is always angry.