COREY’s POV.
I still couldn’t get over the fact that she won that race. I was the best and I used to be the best until she showed up one day and everything changed. No matter how much I didn’t want to think about it, Eleanor was getting on my nerves in the worst ways possible.
My eyes flew to her the moment she walked into the class and the urge to grab her neck and shove her against the wall enveloped me. She represented everything I didn’t want and the fact that Xena told me she was being disrespectful—I wondered what gave her the temerity to do that.
“Today, we will be talking about the race,” the coach finally began to speak, “we haven’t had time to discuss about it because I have been busy”
Murmur arose from the students and I already knew why. No one expected Eleanor to win and
