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Everyone had heard the news by the time I got to school the next day, I could see them staring at me as I passed, some even pointed fingers, making it obvious that they were talking to me.
I felt so ashamed that I wanted to go back home but I knew that if I did then I would have to explain to my father that I didn’t make it to the hockey team.
So I raised the hoodie over my head and walked towards class, the moment I entered, the whole place was quiet, eyes were on me like I was a ghost.
I walked towards my seat and kept my head down.
Wishing the day would go by faster and I would be able to go back home.
“Hey, are you okay?” Adele asked as she tapped me on the shoulders.
I had become the laughing stock of the school, how was I supposed to be okay after that, but I didn’t say that to her.
It’s not her fault that I was humiliated, it’s not anybody’s fault.
It’s his fault.
Emory happened to walk into class at that same time.
This was all because of him, did he have to be that good?
“I’m fine” I said.
“I think it’s amazing that you are trying out for the hockey team, it’s high time we women branched out” Xyla said pulling her chair closer to us.
“Yeah, maybe this would set as an example to others” Adele said.
I looked at them, I understand that they are trying to cheer me up but it really wasn’t working.
Instead I felt like s**t, like a total failure.
“It’s okay guys, you don’t need to do this”
I said.
“Do what?” Xyla replied, pretending like she knew nothing of what I was talking about.
Just at that time, the teacher walked in and classes began, I couldn’t stop glancing over at Emory, he had his head down and barely paid attention to the class.
Ofcourse no one bothered him, he was the captain of the hockey team and his grades were just enough to keep him in the team.
Then there was Marsh, he had his eyes glued to the front, taking notes and listening to everything that was said in class.
As I stared at Emory, I was reminded of what I saw in the locker room.
I still couldn’t get the image out of my head, it was so unexpected and shocking.
The last class was over and it was break time, I was the first person to stand from my desk as I walked towards Emory.
“I need to talk to you” I said.
He slowly raised his head to me,
“No” he replied.
“It will only take a couple minutes” I insisted.
“No, I am not interested”
It’s not like I was asking him out or something, all I needed was a few minutes to talk to him and he was acting this way.
Who the hell does he think he is.
I was pissed off so I dragged him by the collar out of the class.
We finally got to a deserted class where we could talk.
“You better have a good reason for bringing me here” he says as he sits on a desk.
“I do” I replied as I raised my phone to his face.
“What is that?” He asked without bothering to look at it.
“It’s a picture of you and our history teacher kissing in the locker room” I blurted out.
I had expected him to be shocked or demand how I was able to get the picture.
Instead he smirked.
“So what?”
I panicked, that was not the response I wanted.
“If you don’t want this picture out in the open then you better do as I say”
My tone was supposed to sound harsh than that, instead I sounded like a lost puppy, maybe that was part of the reason why he wasn’t taking me serious.
“What is it that you want?” He stated like I was bothering him.
“I want you to teach me how to play hockey, it seems that what I know is not enough to get me on the team. So I need you”
Was I desperate? Yes
Did I stoop so low as to blackmail Emory to get what I want? Yes,
Was I shameless about it? Yes.
I know that why I am doing is wrong but I have no choice.
He is the reason why I am the laughing stock in school, people whisper about me in class.
My image was already ruined before I could even prove what I could do.
“No” he responded, it caught me off guard.
“What do you mean no?”
“No, I am not going to teach you how to play hockey”
For someone who was being blackmailed, he seem so calm and relaxed about this.
I swallowed,
“Fine, if you don’t want to teach me then I guess you have no problem with me spreading this picture to the whole school?” I threatened.
His eyes darkened as they circled around my phone.
He jumped off the desk, and began walking towards me,
“You will do no such thing” he ordered sternly.
Fear engulfed my body as I began taking steps back but he kept walking towards me until my back hit the wall,
“You have no idea what I am capable of, princess” He says as he hovers over.
I never thought about how tall and huge he was, but Jesus he was gigantic.
He lifted his hand and raised my chin so that I could face him,
“You have no idea the things that I could do to you, so if you want to have a good stay in this school, then I suggest that you don’t cross me.
Otherwise you will regret it”
Now i understand why he made me look into his eyes, because I would be able to see that he meant every word that he just said.
He rubbed his thumb against my lips and leaned closely, his lips inches away from mine.
“This is your only warning” he says then leaves me standing there like a freight train.
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