Ivy

I had finished dressing up, tied my hair into a very high Ponytail, my knee length blue gown hugged my body real well. It was worth the shot for our last no uniform day week for the session. Oh wait, did I forget to mention that in ICHS, we were all forced to wear these cheesy uniforms? I was so glad when our class president requested for a No uniform week.

But seeing as today was Friday? It was the last day of utter freedom.

Picking up my blue bag, I decided to pay Trevor a little visit in his room. Last night wasn't so cool, we had our first fight.

A smile grazed my lips. First fight?

I never thought I'd ever say that, honestly, I never thought I'd ever have a boyfriend as hot and good looking as Trevor, he was everything any girl would want. I knew he was a Robot but I don't want that to bother me right now.

The feeling was just so... Argh, exciting.

Also, I said some horrible things to him last night, but trust me, it was the alcohol talking. Earlier, I woke up feeling dazed and blank; but soon, the memories of last night came rushing in.

I knew I had tons of apologies to make, and I also knew there was no point in apologizing, I mean, he was a Robot anyway, he doesn't have a heart right? But still apologizing felt like the right thing to do, so I held my head high and exited my room, shutting my door.

Five steps down, I stopped Infront of his room door, it was left slightly ajar.

The hell right? I thought as I pushed open the door only to let my eyes pop out of its sockets, "Whoa! I - I should have- I should have knocked." I stuttered, going out of his room immediately.

He. Was. Shirtless.

I know, it's just a Torso, but I've never seen anyone that hot in real life.

I felt hot all over.

Just as soon as I shut the door, it came swinging open again, and there stood Trevor in all his sexy glory, still shirtless. "What's up with you?" He asked, pulling the door wide open. "Why did you run out like that?" His eyes scanned mine in confusion as he raised a brow, waiting for my answer.

"Well- I- you- well-" With each word my eyes keep moving to his naked chest and oh God those abs, my thighs pressed together immediately, oh my God, is it suddenly hot in here or what? "You were obviously- getting dressed and I- I legit walked in on you half naked, and it's not that you don't look good, what? You look amazing, those- those abs look so- so strong and really, phew, hot, is this normal for a robot cause, if it is then - whoa, it's amazing r-really." I rambled.

He had this look of why do I have to deal with this again? But lingering on it was something I could detect as amusement.

"Thanks. Are you coming in or?" He asked, stepping aside.

"Yeah right yeah." I said, walking in.

My arm wrapped themselves around my body, I was pretty sure they were fighting to keep themselves to themselves.

He picked up a white shirt and slid it over his head, covering his amazing body, well, I guess I'd be able to focus now.

"Are you here about the uniforms? They came in last night."

"Cool. But that isn't why I'm here though."

"Oh, why are you here then? Are we late?"

"No? I'd never go to school late, there's still enough time."

"So why are you here?"

I sighed, "I believe I owe you an apology?" I said.

He scrunched his brows, probably wondering why I was apologizing.

"An apology? For what?"

"Last night, I might have said somethings-um- some un-nice things, if there's a word like that. I just wanted to let you know that I was mad and drunk. I meant what I said but- it wasn't supposed to come out like that, and for my harsh words, I'm sorry."

He had a look of indifference on his face as he grabbed his jacket and bike keys. "I'm not mad at you, I wasn't- in fact, I owe you an apology."

"It's okay, really." I smiled, feeling like a bag of grain just got lifted off my shoulders.

"You ready?" He asked.

"Oh, I was hatched ready."

Trevor paused staring at me like I'd just grown two horns.

"Not good?" I asked.

"Never say that again." He stated.

"Noted."

Ethan

I hated sports.

I hated the sound of it and I hated the fact that I was wearing a basket ball uniform, doing a tryout for the team. Ivy begged me to join the basketball team, something about completing the cliche circle.

I sighed, my head was between my hands as I continued to wait for my turn, they were testing us on our strength and how we would be able to beat the captain of the team who happened to be Kyle Huxley.

Surprised? No.

Sports was something Lacy would approve of, she always loved the things that were meant to be for guys, back then at the Inc, she was the only girl amongst the football team for the rebels.

She was the only one who caught my attention, but ever since she got taken by the Facility, I quit sports, cause the more I went there, the more I remembered Lacy.

The more the feeling of hurt continued to slice through my heart.

"Trevor, you're up!" The coach yelled.

I stood up, and walked to the direction of the coach hoping to get this shit done and over with.

At the other side of the field, I saw the girls, they were playing dodge ball, Ivy was busy chatting away with Janie and some other girls. I looked back at the field to see Kyle staring at me while a guy whispered something to his ear.

"Trevor, you're the new kid right?" The coach who I knew as Sanders, said as he placed a hand over my shoulder.

"Yeah I am." I answered.

"You know the captain?"

"Not really." I said.

"Okay, he's Kyle Huxley, number one winning basketball champion since he became captain of this team. Ice Fox team as never lost any game, we are the current and leading champions. His brother Ray Huxley, captained this team before him and Ray's brother captained the team before Ray."

I raised a brow. "So, it's like a monarchy stuff?"

"No. It's because they're good at what they do. Kyle here has gotten the highest rank ever, he even topped his brother's rank."

"Okay? Why do I need to know this?' I asked.

"It's because you need to know the guy you're up against." The coach said.

"He doesn't look like a challenge to me." I stated.

Coach Sanders gave me a look that screamed 'seriously?'

I rolled my eyes at the old man, "No really, I'm just being honest." I shrugged like it was a normal day talking about the weather.

Coach Sanders smiled. "Do you think you can beat him?"

I shrugged. "I can try." I said.

"Go son, give it your best." Coach Sanders said tapping my back.

I moved to stand Infront of Kyle. "Hey." I greeted.

"You ready to play?" He asked, signalling that we weren't in the greeting stage.

"Yeah."

We got into our positions as Kyle bounced the ball Infront of him, his eyes were dead set on me while I just stood there, waiting for him to make the first move.

My eyes studied his movement, his stance was solid but he sure as hell was predictive.

Seeing his movement, he was about to play left.

And just like I predicted, he played left, moving past me with speed, I watched him lift the ball up to throw, and bam, it went straight into the net.

He smirked at me.

"Good one Huxley!" Coach Sanders hollered. "Trevor, you might want to make a move, standing would get you no point."

I rolled my eyes.

"Again!" Coach yelled.

Kyle resumed his position, "You sure you've done this before?" He asked.

"No."

"So why are you here? You're bad at basketball and also bad at keeping a girlfriend, what else are you bad at?" He smirked.

"What do you mean?"

"You ditched Ivy at the party last night, good thing I was there to make her forget about you for a while." He said.

He was pissing me off.

"You don't deserve her." Kyle frowned, getting in position as he bounced the ball in front of him.

You don't deserve her.

That sentence did it. It ate through my insides and triggered the not so nice side of me.

Kyle crouched a little, ready to make the next move. My glare was obvious.

"You wanna play? Let's play." I muttered, earning a smirk from him.

He made his move but I was faster than him, with a speed of light, I got control of the ball, he looked stunned because he didn't see it coming, it was like, one minute the ball was in his grip and the other, it wasn't.

He turned to find me in his position, with the ball Infront of me.

I tilted my head, still staring at him.

Griping the ball, I threw it over his head without much stress and Wham! Inside the basket it went.

Cheers filled everywhere, from the girls angle to the boys angle, even coach Sanders looked impressed.

On the other hand, Kyle looked pissed.

I grabbed the ball again, throwing it at his chest with a little force that he stumbled back a little, but he caught the ball.

"Have a go, Captain." I smirked, going back to my position, so did he. His eyes didn't leave mine as he crouched again, bouncing the ball and ready for attack.

He made his move but yet again, in a swift movement from me, the ball was in my hand. His eyes widened.

With my back to the net, I threw the ball without looking cause my eyes were dead set on his.

And then again, Wham! Straight into the basket, cheers were heard from everywhere around me.

"Atta boy!" Coach yelled.

I smirked at Kyle, "Are you sure you've done this before?" I asked.

"Go again!" The coach yelled.

We retained our positions.

Well I'd say I didn't give Kyle the opportunity to make a throw or even touch the ball, cause I enjoyed the way his face grew redder after every win.

Cheers after cheers, I won Kyle with 50 wins to 1.

"That's enough! Trevor, you're in." Coach said, tapping me on my shoulders.

After few more guys, we rounded up, the girls area had already been cleared. I was packing my stuffs when Kyle decided to irritate me with his presence.

"Hey!" He yelled.

I turned to him, four of his friends stood behind him, I could recall their name. The blonde one was Jared, the brunette was Cole, the light brown was Gerald and the dark skinned low cut was Jackson.

What the hell do they want.

"Yeah?" I answered, hanging my back pack on one shoulder, waiting for them to speak.

"You're on drugs aren't you?" Kyle accused.

"What? No." I said.

"Stop lying, how else could you be able to beat me with 50 points down to 1 huh?"

I shrugged. "Simple, cause I'm better than you?"

He came really close to me.

"Sorry Kyle, but I don't kiss guys." I said, taking a step back.

"You have the nerve don't you?" Jackson spoke up. "You don't want to mess with us, trust me."

I scoffed. "What are you gonna do? Beat me up? Implicate me by planting coke in my locker. Trust me when I say, been there, done that."

Kyle looked really pissed. "Ivy needs to see you for the jackass you are."

"Oh, so this is about Ivy, isn't it? You like her." I said.

"Listen here jerk, stay away from Ivy, or else-"

"Or else what?" I dropped my bag on the ground, looking at him straight in the eye. "What are you gonna do Huxley?" I asked with my arms sprawled out, daring him to touch me.

And just like a fool that he was, He pushed me then his fist connected with my jaw.

His friends, gathered round to guide the area.

Oh, so their plan was to beat me up? Can they get anymore stupid please?

I allowed him throw few punches at me, his knuckles were getting bruised.

Then he slammed me against the wall. "Listen here douchebag, stay away from Ivy, you do not deserve her!" I pushed him, sending him straight to the ground as I mounted on top of him.

My first blow connected to his nose and just like that, my chip began to vibrate, I felt the intense need to punch out all my worries into his face, and so I did. I felt his friends trying to pull me off of him but I pushed them all away, destroying his face with my fist, Adrenaline rushed through my veins.

I wasn't planning to stop until I hear a crack from his nose-

"Trevor!!!" Ivy's voice resounded in my ears, my next punch stopped mid air. I released his shirt immediately, wiping his blood off my bruised knuckles, I stood up.

Janie rushed to Kyle who looked like he was passed out on the ground, my eyes scanned around, students were gathered all over the field.

I'm so done with this shit!

"Trev-" Ivy's voice called out to me but all I did was grab my bag and walk out of there.

"Trevor!" Ivy's voice sounded strained, I knew she had been trying to catch up with my long strides but I couldn't stop, I could still feel the vibration from my chip, my heart was still hammering so hard in my chest.

She rushed to stand Infront of me, making me halt. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" She yelled.

"He started it!" I yelled.

"You almost killed him! What were you thinking?!" She yelled.

Calm Ethan! Calm.

I let out a shaky breath, feeling the vibration lessen. "They all ganged up to beat me up. What was I to do? Stand there and let them have their way?"

"Yes Trevor! Your strength and theirs are nothing alike! You're a motherfuckin' robot!" She whispered the last part.

"Sorry, it won't happen again."

"Sorry doesn't -" she paused, her eyes stoping to stare at my hand, her eyes widened in confusion. "Trevor, Is that - is that a cut on your knuckles?"

I looked down at my knuckles immediately, indeed, there was a cut there, several actually, I was bleeding and my stupid mind couldn't remind me to shield it from her view.

She took a step back, gulping before speaking. "Explain. Now."

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