1 Chapter 7 Old habits die hard

I made my way down to the changing rooms; I could hear all the jocks talking as usual. This time the topic being, who managed to get whom for the summer ball? I walked in as they all looked up and smiled at me. How fake I thought, the all were just waiting for Whitney and I to break up.

"Hi Sammy." I just casually smiled, knowing Whitney would be really angry and hurt but he'd get over it. "Looking for Whitney?" I nodded. "He should be just finishing in the shower."

The shower was steamy, you could hardly see anything, but I entered careful not to hurt myself.

"Whitney, it's Sammy." Everyone had already left by the time we went back to the main changing room where all the lockers were.

"Just give me a sec to change, and then I'm all yours."

"There's no need, will you just listen to me? Sit down."

"You're scaring me, what's the matter? You're stressed I can tell, here let me give you a massage, the showers still hot." He smiled trying to get me up.

"Listen, this is serious. I quit the cheerleading squad." He opened his mouth to speak but I put my finger on his lips. "Earlier this year, the principal said I only had to take a few more classes to graduate. So I did, and I am. This is my final week." Tears fell down my cheek.

"Why didn't you tell me about this before?"

"I don't know, I just wanted to enjoy the year, I guess."

"So that's why you've been so distant."

"Yeah and a couple of other things. You know what this means right?" He looked deep into my eyes all the history we'd shared past before me. "We can't carry on like this, you need a fresh start and no baggage. When I go to uni in Metropolis this fall, things won't be easy."

"We're breaking up?"

"I think it would be for the best." I lifted his head, and kissed him on the lips one last time, and got up to leave.

"That's it? A year and a ½ and we're through just like that? Is there someone else? What about the ball?"

"I'd made this decision at the beginning of the year."

"But there is someone else."

"This is about us and what's best, for us."

"So who are you planning on going to the ball with? You know we'll be crowned King and Queen."

"Does all that really bother you? Tradition, or the fact that you don't have a date?"

"But, I love you."

"And I love you, but be honest we're not in love anymore. Go with whoever, I'll announce it at the ball, please don't tell anyone until then."

"How am I going to explain that we're not going together."

"I'm sure you'll find a way."