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With a happy facade, I trudge to the cafeteria to get lunch and meet up with the gang. I don't think it will cheer me up. Especially not when I stop walking and glance up at the table where Stefan and Matt are at. Their laughing contently with three girls. They're very pretty.
One is a very beautiful and attractive young woman with an oval face, light olive complexion, almond-shaped brown doe-eyes, and long dark brown hair. She's as tall as Matt, and she has a slim, slightly athletic physique.
The girl standing beside Stefan is also, shocker, a beautiful young woman with a pale complexion, blue-green eyes and medium length blonde hair which she has in a naturally waved style. She has a slim, yet toned and athletic figure, and is also very tall coming only slightly below Stefan.
Sat down with both pairs is a girl of exotic beauty, she has soft and gentle facial features and she has somewhat of a delicate appearance. She has a heart-shaped face, with full cheeks and a pointed chin. Her eyes are large, round and almond-shaped which are olive green in colouring, with straight white teeth and a warm and generous smile. She has clear and soft light brown skin, with long, luxurious or soft black wavy hair. What she lacks in height she definitely makes up for in looks.
"They're a hot group," Scott sighs, he's snuck up behind me.
"Yeah, they are, do you want to say hi?"
"No, No they'll eat us for lunch. I mean, look at them." He points dramatically towards the group. I grin at him.
" 'Them', mate those boys are our roommates Matt and Stefan, and their really nice. As for the girls, I don't have a clue, although the girl next Matt, I think she might have been in my History." I start walking toward them, but Scott doesn't follow, "come on," I smirk at him, "your not chicken, are you?" He laughs, his head falls back, his Adam's apple sticks out, all his gorgeous smooth skin on show.
"Hey," Stefan shouts across the room, "get your cute butt over here now White."
I chuckle and me and Scott head over to the table. "This is Caroline," Stefan points to the bubbly blonde who grins in response "This is Elena," Stefan points at the pale brunette." She quirks her lips up, in a Stefan like style while looking me up and down. "And last-but-not-least is Bonnie."
Matt's head shoots up at the mention of Bonnie, "Yeah, Aiden meet Bonnie, you two could hit it off. Elena and I have, even Stefan likes Caroline." Elena and Caroline all blush at Matts forwardness. Stefan just smirks at you knowingly.
"You know guys," I gulp, "I'm really not looking for a relationship right now." I grin nervously. "Sooooo yeah."
Right so backtrack to a ten-year-old me in an Australian primary school. I had a best friend there, he was called Kyle. One evening my dad and I sat down and had, you know 'the talk' about how when a man and a woman love each other, blah blah blah, birds and bee's, but all I could think about was how much I loved Kyle and wanted to be with him. Now, even though times have changed, a lot, and two men can happily live with each other, my *cough cough* Christian parents still don't know I'm gay. I'd like it to stay that way. So that means keeping it a secret from my friends, one of which has the biggest mouth in history. Matt *cough*.
"Any-who," I tried to change the subject cheerfully, "this is Scott." I gesture to a nervous looking Scott. Stefan grins at me, shit my not so smooth cover-up from later mustn't have worked too well at hiding my obviously growing crush. There's a chorus of 'hello' from everyone around the table. Stefan raises his mug of coffee and grins. 'For God sake man learn some subtlety,' I scream in my head, "and 'I'm Hungry', so, I'm going to grab some food I'll be back in a sec."
"Bye Hungry," Matt shouts after me. I smirk back at him.
I disappear from the group's sight and grab a fruit salad and a chicken sandwich, the dinner lady smiles at me and looks out of the window, I follow her line of sight to the cafeteria windows where notice the darkening clouds. 'Great now I'm going to have to do Physical Ed in the rain.
With nothing lightening my mood I eat lunch quickly and quietly with the gang, then head off to the changing rooms on my own. On my way, I grab my duffel bag with my provided uniform in it from our room. It's just plain black with no number. I grab my earphones and phone sighing, to lighten the mood I play 'The Perfect World' by Marty Friedman. 'Ha light what a joke'.
Why am I been like this, I need to get my head in the zone, get ready to play, play, play. Zone. Deep breath. Focus.
I arrive at the overly clean and sleek changing rooms and, well change. Then I stretch while listening to 'Holy Diver', screechy metal rock music. Whoop Whoop.
The room slowly fills with people, lots of big, young men, who look like they mean business. I gulp and evert my eyes from a particularly muscly hot guy who looks like he should be playing professionally. "Right then, which of you losers are here to play and who's here for an easy A?" A burly man yells at us. There's a mumble of 'here to play'. "Right then, get your asses out there and give me ten laps." I grin ten laps would be easy breezy, I keep smiling until I reach the pitch, I mean, umm, stadium. Man, this is huge. Ten laps of this will kill me.
"Since none of you came forward and was honest about that easy A, I'll wean out the liers, one way or another."
"But Sir, this could cause an injury." A brave boy shouts forward.
"If you're prepared to pass out or injure yourself, I'll know your serious, but don't fake it. I. Will. Find. Out. NOW RUN!" He practically screams at us, and just like that the huge crowd lurches forwards knocking someone off balance, its brave-boy. "Oy kid-on-the-ground, your out."
'Shit, shit, shit. Got to keep moving, if I stay in the middle I'll be safe.' I bump into someone accidentally, "sorry," I mumble.
"Hey, Aiden, good to see a friendly face in this shit show." It's Matt. He's smiling, not even breaking a sweat as we turn the first corner. I grin back, and we break into a silent jog that's slowly picking up the pace as we set into a rhythm, by the second lap we're actually quite close to the front, but thoroughly exhausted, eight more laps, we're not smiling anymore. 'How fit do they expect us to be?' 'Did I sign up to the Olympics without knowing?' 'Is this even legal?' Quite a few boys have dropped out, even more have been pulled out by Coach, but theirs at least 30 of us left, lots look ready to call it quits by the fifth lap. Then we hear it, all we need to keep pushing on, to run harder, faster and stronger than ever before.
"The first person to finish is guaranteed on the football team," Coach spits like it's the worst idea ever. I almost fall over laughing when I figure Alaric probably gave him the idea. Eight laps down is when things really start heating up, summoning all the energy I have left, albeit very little energy, I force my burning legs forward into a sprint. Suddenly, I feel it, I grin and run forward taking the lead, this is what I've been waiting for, my runners high. I feel nothing, no pain, its like I've only just started running. I've never felt it this strong. Turning the first corner and starting the last lap I'm still in the lead, running as fas as I've ever run before. This might be the fastest lap I've run before. Coach has stopped shouting and his whistle has dropped from his mouth, all eyes are on me as I turn the last lap, or so I thought. Tyler passes me grinning, he's not even out of breath. 'has he been hanging back all this time? Is this revenge for earlier? If so, I'm pissed.
"Smile White, it might never happen," Tyler smirks as he crosses the line meters in front of me. What the fu...
Crossing the line second I was ready to hit Tyler so hard we would go back in the future so I could win. Matt had to hold me back, and I'm so grateful he did. Attacking a student would lead to expulsion and I had no one at home, no money, and wouldn't have gotten a job if I was labelled 'aggressive and volatile'.
After the race fiasco we the remaining 20 students, yep only 20, were split half an half to play a game of 10 v 10, finally. Time to show I'm worth it and low-and-behold Tyler was the opposition. My enemy. I could cope with that, I grin as the balls passed to me and the whistle blows signalling for us to start. I pass to Matt, and boy he can play footy like a pro. Damn, if he doesn't end up as captain I'll eat my shorts, how could I compete with that. We score the first goal but I don't feel like celebrating, I felt angry. Angry at Tyler. Angry at perfect Matt. Angry at my stupid promise to be captain. Angry at myself. My vision tinted red, figuratively and literally, 'hm weird', and my mouth hurt like hell. Then I charged down the field after the ball, Tyler had it, which didn't help my rage. Everything seemed to go in slow motion as people stopped to watch me run, faster than humanly possible. I slid, one foot out, puddles splashing up in a glorious wave, successfully taking the ball from Tyler. Standing and shoulder barging him out of the way. Everyone launched into action then, the other team tried to block my path but I dodged and span my way through them before kicking the ball so hard the goalie barely saw it, before it crashed through the back of the goal, ripping the netting. I threw my arms in the air, whooping. No one cheers.
I turn round grinning to see a group of students huddled together around something. I move closer, cautiously. Matt looks at me funnily, he smelt strange, almost disappointed with a hint of surprise. 'Can you smell emotion?' Hanging limply to one side is a hand, attached is a perfectly still body. Tyler. 'Oh no. Oh no. No. No. No. This can't be happening.' I start to panic, adrenalin running low when suddenly I'm flushed with a calm feeling and my ears start to thump with blood rushing to my head. Wait. That noise. It's not coming from me. It's soft and almost sickeningly slow. A heartbeat. 'Thump... Thump... Thump.' An intake of breath, gurgling, no, choking, I rush between the crown getting to my knees next to the body.
"Get back you've done enough White," Coach whispers, pale. I ignore him and role Tyler on his side shoving my fingers down his throat and pulling his tong forward. A scary noise erupts from Tyler's throat while he takes a deep breath. Breathing ragged, but at least he's breathing. His heartbeat picks up too. Good. 'I'm no murderer.'
I stand under the shower crying. The locker rooms empty and Tylers been taken to Matron, he'll be okay in a week or so, apparently. It doesn't make me feel any better, Matt ran off towards the dorm after the newly dubbed Mr Tanner dismissed us. I felt cold all over, cold to the bone. 'What if Tyler had died?' It's a good job I have a free period 'cos I'm a mess'. 'What even happened out there? Why did I lose so much control, how come I was so strong?' I'm not aggressive, I swear. I turn the shower off and am about to get dressed when I hear voices.
"What the hell happened out there?" It's Alaric. Oh shit, it's Alaric Saltzman. Head of the football team.
"Boy wonder almost killed a student," Tanner replies coldly.
"Who? Aiden"
"Yep," Tanner pops the 'p', "I don't know what you see in him, but he's a liability. If I were you, I wouldn't let him on the team, heck, I wouldn't let him try out."
I slide down the tiled wall till I'm sat on the cold hard floor, towel wrapped around my waist. This is it, it's over before it's even begun. I hear the door sing close the noise ricocheting through the room, one door closing and no doors opening.
A/N: Mwahaha I know I'm evil, what a cliffy. I'm sorry this is late, but I wanted to get this chapter right, so don't worry I've not abandoned my baby fic. I kinda made up with it being one of the longer chapters. Unfortunately, updates might not be as regularly, because on Monday I start my first year of college. Whoop Whoop. I'll try and have the next chapter up as soon as possible. Please follow, favourite and review to let me know how you feel about this fic, names will be mentioned and questions answered at the top of my next chapter.
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