THE DEVIL WEARS A JERSEY

POSTING ABOUT THE DEVIL

That was when I got inspiration for my new blog post.

BLACKWELL GETS BENCHED?

"What are you writing, you little freak?" Sarah laughed as she removed her boots.

"Oh nothing, just about how Blackwell got benched tonight." I hummed as I typed. "Give me details."

"Well, he got benched cos he arrived the game late. With this stain on his jersey? I don't know. It was as if he went to see his girlfriend before the match or something." She laughed again.

"Interesting." I had gotten another headline.

GUESS NO ONE NEEDS TO WAIT FOR THE STAR PLAYER WHEN HE IS RUNNING 'OTHER' ERRANDS.

"How was your night?" Sarah asked because she knew I was going to spend it at the library.

"It was alright. Aside from the fact that I ran into Blackwell and stained his jersey with coffee." I blurted out like a total i***t.

"No way." She practically leapt from her bed. "You're the

girlfriend? You have dating Blackwell, and you didn't even tell me. I didn't know you had the nerve." She looked extremely happy.

"We are definitely not together." I scoffed.

"A situationship then?" She smiled as she proposed more ridiculous ideas.

"Eww no." I said, wiping off any thought of having even a failed talking stage with Blackwell.

"His literally the hottest guy in school, and you keep saying eww to everything about him." She threw a pillow at me.

"I mean, c'mon, the dude is overhyped." I shrugged.

"But he is actually worth the hype. This dude has never lost a match since he started playing hockey for Nortthvale." She said as she cleaned off her makeup.

"And your point is......?" I shrugged.

"You just don't like him. And your encounter with him just made things worse." Sarah said.

"You bet." I said as pretended to type on my computer.

"I really don't think you should write a blog post about him getting benched." She said, turning from the mirror to face me.

"Why shouldn't I? My blog is a gossip and news blog. If I do not blog about this, someone else will." I said as if there was a blog people read for gossip apart from mine.

"Everyone knows what happened. The news will definitely spread." She was trying to prove her point.

"But not everyone went for the game." I countered.

"Majority of the school went for the game."

"Well, I want to give them the gist."

"You weren't even there."

"Doesn't mean I shouldn't write about him."

"Him?" Sarah smiled.

"I mean the game." I mentally face palmed myself.

"Look...., You are the reason he got benched. So I don't think it's a very wise idea to write about it. It's a form of sly mockery." Sarah pointed out.

"I doubt he reads my blog." I said as I faced my laptop to continue typing.

"But someone he talks to does. And he is definitely going to find out sooner or later. Do you really want all that unwanted drama and attention from Ryder Blackwell?"

"Nothing is going to happen." I assured her.

"Okay....., If you say so....." She turned back to the mirror. "Don't say I didn't warn you."

"I won't." I looked back at the back at my laptop.

Sarah went into the bathroom for a shower after filling me in on what happened for the game.

My creativity was at its peak tonight. I was just bustling with information for my readers. This was all for them.

When I was done with my post, Sarah was still in the bathroom. She takes long showers, especially when she puts on her Taylor Swift songs.

I put on my retainer, and I was ready for bed. I doubt people will care about the post that much.

The next day, I checked the post to see how much attention it could've gotten in one night.Maybe a few hundred.

30,000 views?? What do you mean the post got 30,000 views? That's like half of the entire school.

Sarah was still snoozing when we had lectures that morning. I threw a pillow at her.

"Cole...., stop, I told you I didn't like being cuddled in the morning." She groaned.

"We have Mrs. Beakman's class today." I said, shoving my electric toothbrush in my mouth.

"Ugh....Can't we just skip class today." She said, rolling out of bed.

"No, we can't just skip class today." I said, entering the bathroom.

After we had our baths and got dressed, we headed out for class.

Class was boring as usual.

Me and Sarah went our separate was after class. She was going out with Cole, and I was going to do some student intern work at the library.

The librarian; Miss Smith, was going on a date. And I was filling on for her.

"Have fun, Miss Smith." I said with an enthusiastic smile.

"You too, Lena. Don't forget to lock up after hours." She reminded.

"Don't worry." I practically pushed her out. "I got this." I said as she walked out through the door.

I smiled as I took the librarian seat.

I started reading the book I started the week before. Now, back to my perfect lifestyle.

Someone kicked the library door open as if it was their first time entering a library.

"What the...." I said as I saw a hockey stick opening the door.

It was Ryder.

"What is it, Blackwood?" I said obviously irritated.

"What is it? I'll tell you what it is." He said, pulling a chair and sitting in front of me. "You wrote a blog post about me, after making me miss my game."

"What is so bad about me writing a blog post?" I folded my arms.

"You wrote a negative blog post about me. Making me look like some obnoxious golden boy who got benched for the first time cos he thought his team couldn't do without him." He fumed.

"But isn't that what you are?" I said.

"Say that again, I dare you." He stood up.