Chapter 3-Not so lucky
Our school's football team, the Scorpions, are going to play today, actually now, against the Bulldogs in our school's football field. I walk towards the field with Adriana as she babbles about her lab partner in Chemistry, this blond guy named Jack.
After most of the students are seated, our principal, Mr.Reynold, starts giving his speech about luck and whatnot. After that, the microphone is given to the team's star player, which is, of course, the one and only Spencer La Fey.
He wears a jersey that is not his own and a dazzling smile that is making the female population in our school stare and almost faint. They barely even know him, other than the one-night stands, which cause one girl each day to come to school with puffy eyes and bags under them. Occasionally, you'll find one burst into a fit of tears in the middle of class. That is why I told myself that whatever happens, I'm never going out with him. I'm never going to be as weak as the girls he uses then throws away.
In his hand is another jersey, which is his jersey. A sphere that is similar to the ones used for the Pair Sale is beside the podium. He puts his hand inside, all while talking and giving a pep talk. He fishes around before taking a card and reading a name. My name. Damn it! Why does it have to be me? You must be wondering what it is that I'm upset about.
The fact that he drew my name means that I have to wear his sweatshirt for the match and afterwards, he'll take me out to dinner with the team, since he's the captain. I don't want to wear his jersey, or anyone else's, for that matter. The girls around me are shooting daggers with their eyes. But I can see that they also think I'm stupid for not wanting this. They would snatch it and never return it. But again, I'm not like them.
Wait. What is it that I hate about him so much? A part of my brain thinks. Oh please, he uses girls like tissues, is the typical bad boy figure. The list is close to endless.
By now, everyone has their attention focused on me, including Adriana, who is urging me to go. I listen to her, but instead of going to the podium, I shake my head and exit the place. I know what I did is awful and means a lot to everyone, since I would have been their lucky charm for the day.
I guess they're not so lucky.
I run to my bicycle and ride it, but before I leave, I find someone beside me. Of course it would be Adriana, but to my surprise, it's Spencer. "What do you want from me?" I ask rather too aggressively and see him wince at my tone. Serves him right, for touching my forehead and making me think about him all week.
"Please wear the jersey. The school, the team needs it."
"Go away. I don't want to wear your sweaty jersey."
"It's clean." He teases, then his voice becomes serious.
"I need it." At that moment I saw something different than the teasing, bad boy twinkle in his eyes. I saw some vulnerability, like he's a little kid. It seems like he gets everything he wants, so he's not used to rejection.
"I'll wear the jersey." I say, making him smile and return the merry twinkle in his cobalt eyes, as well as the dimple on his cheek.
I might wear the jersey this time, but prepare , Spencer, because you're in for some fun.
A/N
To the side is a picture of Paloma Kwiatkowski, who's in my cast for Alessandra.
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