“we're so sad, we paint
t

he town blue”

-miss americana and
the heartbreak prince
taylor swift

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Guys, stop, right this second." I try to break them apart.

I suddenly feel a sharp pain on my jaw.

"Ow! Why the hell did you punch me, James? Are you out of your fricking' mind!"

God! It hurts, and my lip's apparently bleeding.

James tries to punch me again, but this time, I tackle him.

What the heck?

"Boys!" A gruff, yet angry voice yells.

We break apart the second we realize that it belongs to the principal.

He's glowering at the three of us.

What the—?

But what did I do?

"It was expected from them, but you?" He hisses at me, "being the quarterback and the captain, I think you should know better, than, to start useless fights!"

What even-

"I did not start this fight, sir."

"Then why the hell were you tackling him, huh?"

Oh Boy, he got the wrong, wrong idea.

"You've got it wro-"

"Three of you, in my office. Now!"
He spat at us, before walking away.

As I'm about to follow him, I see Casey watching everything with a smirk on her pretty little face.

"Oopsie!" She exclaims, before walking away.

• • •

Old man's got it all wrong. Everything.

"Sir, why don't you believe me? I'm telling you, I did not start the fight! It was merely self defense.”

"Yeah? Well, a student specifically told me that, Chester Jones has called two boys for a fight during recess, I couldn't believe her at first because you're...Chester! But looks like I was wrong. I'm very disappointed in you, kid." He shakes his head at me.

Holy. Moly.

"Sir, that kid is obviously lying. Do you honestly think that I could do something like that? Me, out of all people; I would never start a fight, and the reason I tackled him was because he punched me and was going to punch me again. As I said, It was rather, self defense."

"Chester, I see you're trying to defend yourself here, but child, I'm sorry, you should've known that these actions of yours would have big consequences."

Ok, dude's scaring me.

So I hesitantly ask, "Uhm, what 'big consequences', sir?"

"I'm afraid, that I'll have to suspend you from the team till the Winter Formal game."

"I will not be able to play in that? Are you kidding me? That's the big game!"

What the hell, no, no, no, no, no! Please no!

"Also, scouts are coming to watch that game!" I continue.

"Kid, you're one of my best and favorite students here, but being the captain, and fighting with his teammates is an unacceptable behavior."

No! No! No! This can't be happening!

"B-But-"

"You can go now, Chester."

• • •

"So, had a nice little chat with Uncle?"
Casey perks up as I walk out of the main office.

I ignore her.

"Casey! The payment. You promised." James and his cat, Luke yell from behind.

"Ugh fine!" Case groans.

I'm stunned as she walks up to them and pecks each of their cheeks.

Wait, What?

"What the hell?"

"Why? Jealous?" She smirks at me.

"No." I grumble.

"So, Chessy. Tell me, you'll go with me to the winter formal and you'll be my fake boyfriend, and I'll tell uncle dearest, it was a big misunderstanding and you were not the one to start the fight, so that you'll be able to play in the big game."

My jaw literally hits the floor.

"It was you, who told him that I'd started a fight?" I look at her in disbelief.

How can someone stoop to such a low level?

"No shit." She chuckles.

That was such a shit move, I didn't expect this from her. And keeping in mind, the type of person she is, the "expectations" are already very low.

"Hey!" She snaps her fingers in front of my face, "Looks like ya ain't got a choice, now, lover boy."

Yes! Of course I don't have a 'choice', now. The whole school knows, how important this game is, for our team.

"You know, I'm starting to think your jaw isn't attached to your mouth."
She exclaims, looking at me, amusedly.

I close my mouth and gulp.

No! No! No! This can't be happening.

"Oh, trust me honey, it is." She smirks.

Wait, did I say that out loud?

As if reading my thoughts, she replies, chuckling, "Yeah, you did"

She's chuckling? After making my life practically hell, she has the audacity to chuckle?

My anger starts boiling up.

Who the hell does she think, she is?

"You know, what, Casey Andrews, you need to grow the hell up. Because, newsflash! the world doesn't revolve around daddy's li'l girl and her pretty li'l Instagram following. Yes, we get it! 'Daddy buys me everything', but some of us here, actually come to make a future of our own. We work our f*cking asses off to get a scholarship! Not everyone of us can buy our way into college. So please, have a little mercy, miss." I snap.

Shit! I cussed!

Shit! I'm doing it again!

Casey Andrews! You're making me do things, I'd never thought of doing.

I look at her face, and regret snapping at her like this.

She looks vulnerable. But just for a second.

She quickly covers it up & chuckles bitterly. "Ya done with the life lessons, oh almighty? I don't even know who you think you are, spreading unneeded knowledge on life, like you've had the toughest of it.
Now tell me when are we going to start this, you know, being a couple. . . I think tomorrow is a good place."

I take back my statement of being "regretful".

Fine! Whatever.

And for the latter, little does she know.

• • •

"For how much more time, do we have to act like this again?"
I groan.

"I already told you Chess, until we exit the school campus." She exclaims, sounding irritated, because it's probably the 6th time I've asked her this question.

It's the next day, and apparently, we are "dating".

Oh, Joy!

But at least I'm back on the team, because in my absence, coach made James, the captain. Even though he was the one who must've started the fight.

And the way he was handling the team, Holy frickin' Moly. Let's just say that the college scouts would have walked out, without even watching the full game.

"Freakin' Finally!"
I drop her hand as we exit the parking lot.

She feigns hurt, and puts a hand on her heart.
"You act like, I have some disease. You hurt me, Jones."

I mutter, "Might as well have one, maybe, one of being a brat-"

I stop when I realize she's no longer by my side and is heading towards her bike.

Wait. Bike? She rides a bike to school?

I take out my phone, to text mum, why isn't she here to pick me up yet, and I see a text from her.

mum ›

Sorry, hon, gotta take Pepper to the vet, so, won't be able to pick u up tofay.

lol I meant *today.

Oh! That's just great.

Looks like it's a walking day, today.

I've just walked no more than five steps and a bike comes to stop in front of me and I halt in my steps.

Wha-

"Need a ride, lover boy?"
Case smirks at me.

I actually do, but,

"Yeah, on that thing," I eye her bike as I say, "I think I'll have to pass."

"As if you've never rode a bike before" She scoffs.

"Uh, no."

"What?" She looks at me in disbelief, "you're kidding!"

"No..?"

Her face suddenly morphs into a huge smirk, "Hop on, then. Oh this is gonna be fun.. So much fun!" She mutters the last sentence to herself.

I look at her, unsurely, "Um, I don't think so-"

"Oh, come on, Jones! There's a first for everything."

"But-"

"Dude, really?" She deadpans, "it's just a bike, and you're seventeen, almost eighteen. Don't be a baby."

Ugh! I'm not a baby!

"Fine, then." I hop on.

"What are we waiting for, now?" I ask when she doesn't start driving.

"You." She simply replies.

"Me?" I ask, confused.

"Yes, you! You do know, you have put your arms around my waist if you don't wanna fall backwards and die, right?"

"Um, okay."

I hesitantly move my hands forward to wrap 'em around her torso, but I freeze mid-air.

"Come on, Jones, I won't eat you!"

I finally wrap my arms around her, and then she chuckles and mutters something along the lines of, "unless you want me to".

What the-

OH MY GOD.

She starts the bike and takes up a good speed.

But what about the helmets?

I tighten my arms around her and easily bury my face in the crook of her neck because she's shorter than me by a few inches.

Her muscles tense up and she increases the speed.

Oh no no no, I'm going to die today-

"Hey! Open your eyes. Enjoy the feeling of being alive!" She shouts.

I slowly remove my face from the crook of her neck.

Ok, WOAH! This is... amazing!

It feels like I'm flying!

But I instantly miss the warmth I got while nuzzling my head in her neck.

She smells really good.

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