MICHAEL COLLINS

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The wind was cold. It hit me and I shivered. Beads of sweat fell off my head like crazy and I panted like my life was at stake. I ran as fast as I could and kicked all this stress away. It hit were it should and I screamed like I won the lottery.

"Practice is over!", our coach yelled. It's already ten in the evening. We were practicing for the championship was already tomorrow. It's really nerve wrecking but it made me excited at the same time.

"Be here at six in the morning! Be late or be out of the team!". We all replied with a 'yes sir!' and dispersed.

"Let's hit the shower first Michael.", Mark suggested. I took my bag and towel.

"Nah. I'll pass.  I've got something to do.", I replied and walked away. I took the jacket out of my bag and wore it. It was really cold and I was only wearing my jersey. I arrived at the parking lot and unlocked my car. I threw my bag at the backseat and hopped in the driver's seat. I ignited the car and it roared. I stepped on the gas pedal and off I drove. I passed by a playground and I saw two people seating together. I bet they were a couple. The guy placed his arm around the girl as she rested her head on his shoulder. It looked romantic and I bet they were having a good time. I haven't experienced that kind of relationship. Yeah, I may be the captain of the football team, a player, and a drunkard but I never engaged myself in those kind of relationships. That's because I never wanted to experience a heartbreak and because of that, I avoided that feeling called love. Unfortunately, I failed. I fell in love. I never expected to fall in love but I can't help it. She's just perfect for me, at least that's what I think. And as what I have kept in my mind, I'll do anything so I could win her. It's because of her that I stopped fucking random girls and I am now focused on football and in my studies. Well, I'm still trying to lessen my engagement with alcohol though. I drove off and and I was now driving on a quiet street. Seriously, it was really quiet and dimly lit too. Straight ahead, I could see a figure walking. I drove closer to get a clearer picture and saw that it was Stacy. I stopped and she turned around. I hopped out of my car and approached her.

"What are you doing here so late at night and in this scary looking street too?", I asked.

"I was on my home. How about you?", she asked back.

"I'm on my way home too but I was taking a detour. I don't usually pass here.", I replied. She became silent. Later, a smirk was formed on her face. She looked at me like she had a plan in mind. I didn't know what it was but I think she was planning to count me in.

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STACY MORLAND

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I was never a fan of Catherine. Ever since I knew that Dylan started to like her, that was the time I started hating her. I didn't know that he would fall for her. Dylan is a shy guy who has trouble socializing with others. It even got me raging since he dumped me and my feelings. But despite that, I will not give up on Dylan. I'll do whatever it takes to make him mine and I bet Michael will do anything to make Catherine his own. A plan popped out of my mind and it made me smile, an evil smile at that.

"Stacy? What's wrong?", he asked.

"Hey Michael."

"Yeah?", he asked.

"Tell me something I don't know.", I replied.

"Like what?", he wondered. I looked at him and he stepped back.

"You like Catherine, don't you?", I asked leaning closer to him. He stepped back again and he sure took him time to answer my question.

"I'll take that silence as a yes. Well then, if that's the case, we're on the same boat.", I evilly smiled at him.

"So you like Catherine too?", he asked. Sometimes, Michael can be stupid.

"She's a bitch.", I replied.

"Okay. I'll take that statement as a no.", he spoke. I circled him slowly.

"Say, wanna have Catherine for yourself?", I asked.

"What do you mean?", he asked.

"She can be yours if you want to.", I replied.

"What are you talking about Stacy?", he asked.

"I have a plan. Care to listen?"

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MICHAEL COLLINS

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So today, Stacy and I were going to carry out phase one of our plan. You could say our plan since I agreed with Stacy. I mean, I wanted Catherine so bad to the point that I agreed with her plan. I didn't know she loved Dylan and I guess she knew I wanted Catherine. I am confident that Catherine is starting to like me and I'll take that as an advantage.

"Good morning Michael!". I turned around and spotted Stacy.

"Are you ready to do this?", she asked and I nodded.

"Good. Now, do as what I have told you. Got that?", she asked and I nodded again.

"Hey guys!", Catherine called out. I did not expect her to call out to us. I was suppose to call her attention first but hey, this makes it easier for me.

"Morning Catherine.", I greeted and she greeted back. Stacy hugged Catherine from behind. Talk about Stacy being a bitch.

"Good morning Catherine! Where's Dylan?", Stacy asked.

"He's coming. He picked me up this morning.", Catherine replied. I swear I saw Stacy made a bitchy face behind Catherine. Seriously, I'm starting to realize that Stacy's the bitch, not Catherine.

"I have to go. My boys are calling me.", I told them.

"Okay Michael.", Catherine replied. Stacy made the go-on-tell-her look. Damn it. She thinks it's easy for me to do it, especially now that I have come to fully realize that I love Catherine.

"Hey Catherine, can we meet up at the bleachers after school?", I asked her.

"Why?", she asked. Why?! I didn't expect that. I thought she would only say 'okay' but she still asked why. Damn it! Think! Think!

"I just need help for my Math assignment.", replied and scratched the back of my head.

"Oh is that all? Sure.", she replied. Yes! She said yes.

"See you later.", I told them and walked away.

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DYLAN WILSON

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"Hey guys!", I called out to Catherine and Stacy. They both turned around and Catherine smiled at me.

"Good morning Dylan!", she greeted.

"Morning. Let's head to class?", I asked.

"Sure.", Stacy replied. We went to our classroom. There was a note on the board saying that we'll have study period so the three of us just sat and talked.

"It's been like forever since we sat and talked like this.", Stacy said.

"I agree. We haven't hung out much lately.", I replied.

"How about we go and hang out after school?", Catherine asked.

"But aren't you meeting with Michael after school?", Stacy asked. Wait, Catherine was meeting with Michael after school? Why? What for?

"Oh. I forgot.", Catherine replied. Was it just me or did  I see Stacy look down and smirk? Nah, maybe it was just my imagination.

"How about tomorrow?", I asked.

"Tomorrow sounds good to me.", Catherine replied.

"Then it's settled. Let's all hang out tomorrow.", Stacy declared. Catherine and I agreed. Finally, after how many months, Catherine and I could hang out again. The school bell rang after three hours and we had homeroom next. Our teacher came in and placed his things on the table.

"Class, do want to have a project?", he asked.

"No!", everyone in class replied simultaneously.

"Unfortunately, whether you like it or not, you'll have a project. Be in groups of five and tell me when you're all ready to listen.". Everyone in class looked for group mates. We were only three when suddenly Stacy called out to Michael.

"Hey Michael! Wanna join us?", she asked.

"Of course! Mark, you're coming with me!", Michael said and he dragged Mark along with him.

"Say what?!", Mark reacted. Then all of us already made a group.

"But I don't want to be group mates with a geek.", Mark said.

"Who are you calling geek, moron.?", Catherine got mad.

"And who are you calling a moron?!", Mark asked back. Catherine and Mark glared at each other as I was holding Catherine and Michael was holding Mark.

"Oh my. This will be a fun group.", Stacy said while smiling.

"Okay people. Take your seats! I guess you all have your groups now. Listen well, our project will be something that you would like. The theme would be, "What is love?". Got that?", our teacher announced. The whole class got pretty much excited and some were not that interested.

"Each group will give me a specific topic for their project. Your project is to make a short video about your chosen topic. Pass your topics to me before our class time ends. If you can't pass, then you'll immediately fail. Got that? I'll be in the faculty room and I'll come back here five minutes before the time. Now go and plan.", our teacher announced and went out of the room.

"So? What will it be?", I asked.

"You decide on it, geek.", Mark replied.

"Stop calling him a geek!", Catherine screamed. Everyone in class went on silent mode and looked at Catherine and Mark glaring at each other.

"I'm calling Dylan a geek! Got a problem with that?", Mark asked.

"Yeah. You're the problem! Stop being so freaking mean to Dylan! All you popular people are the same!", Catherine screamed again. I was now about to witness how Catherine would get angry.

"Stop it! Both of you!", Michael tried to stop them but when he touched Catherine's arm, she looked at him and she gave him a glare. Michael, Stacy, and I was in a state of shock. This wasn't the Catherine we know. This wasn't the Catherine I know.

"Who are you to say things like that to me?!", Mark raised his voice.

"Michael, Dylan! Stop those two or we'll be in trouble!", Stacy begged us. I held Catherine's arms from behind while Michael held Mark.

"Knock it off, both of you!", Michael also raised his voice. Michael and I looked at Catherine. Her eyes were plain and full of anger. She was raging. Catherine was a bully and I didn't know she was this bad or wild.

"Do you know who you're talking to?! Shut up or I'll punch you! I don't care if you're a girl!", Mark screamed. Catherine closed her fists tightly and looked down.

"You are a mother fucking asshole! You small dicked guy who fucking feels they're all the mighty. Fuck that! Go to hell you fucking bastard. You piece of fucking shit! You douche bag, good for nothing bitch! You whore! You lazy mother fucking trash! You're no match for me! Know who you're messing with before you talk like you know every fucking thing! Piece of shit! Go and die! I'll be glad to burry you a hundred feet under the freaking ground!!", Catherine screamed. She took her hand and punched Mark on the face and kicked him in his balls really hard that when I saw it, it gave me goosebumps. Mark fell on the floor. Catherine stepped on his stomach real hard and kicked him again and again.

"Know who you're messing with, you fucked up shit.", Catherine said her last words and walked out of the classroom. Everyone was really silent and Michael, Stacy, and I stood there in great shock. Seriously, we just saw the other side of Catherine which she was keeping up until now. Michael faced everyone in class and announced,

"If any one of you leaks what happened just now or publicize this, watch out.". Everyone agreed and we were all silent. All we could hear was Mark's moaning of pain.

"Are you okay?", Michael asked. The three of us knelt down. Mark was covered in bruises and he was freaking crying!

"Never mess with someone like her. She's not a bitch. She's a monster.", Mark replied. Michael, Stacy, and I were scared of Catherine now. We discovered the other side of her and now we don't know how to approach her.

"You started this whole thing. You should apologize.", I told him.

"I don't need orders from you.", Mark replied.

"Talk like that or you'll get another sandwich from Catherine.", Stacy warned him. Mark went silent again as he tried his best to hold in the pain.

"Michael and I will take him to the clinic. Dylan, you go and calm Catherine down.", Stacy demanded.

"But I don't know what to do.", I replied in fear.

"You see what she did?! She did that to protect you from Mark's non sense and now you're scared to even talk to her? Seriously, you should be thankful for what she did. Things just got out of control that's why it ended like this. Hurry up. Mark's nose is seriously bleeding and he's pale. You're her friend, right?", Stacy asked.

"I am.", I replied.

"Now go.", Stacy said as she gave me a light push from behind.

"You're the person she needs the most right now.", Stacy said. I sighed and walked out of the classroom. I looked all around school but I didn't see her. Geez Catherine. Where are you?

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They finally discovered Catherine's other side. Because of this discovery, they were scared to approach her, especially Dylan. Where did Catherine go? How will Dylan approach Catherine? Will things go back to the way it was? Find out at the next chapters to come! :)

Hey hey hey!!! How's it going? This is quite a long chapter. I got really engrossed in writing this chapter :) Like this chapter? Please comment your suggestions! Love lotss guys! :*

-mitsuki09