Chapter 4

I slammed the door shut and walked into the kitchen. Lori-Ann looked up from the counter and called me over.

" Randy bothering you?" I nodded my head. I just didn't understand why he was treating me like this. Tears began to slowly fall from my face.

" I just don't get it." I sobbed. She embraced me in a hug. I never really knew my mother so when my dad finally remarried, I was happy that I had someone.

" Listen, he's just one boy who doesn't like his territory being taken away. We all know he didn't earn his spot on the team. You did. Its gonna take most of the guys a while to get use to a girl on a team that is normally all boys."

" Most of the guys do accept me but some think that they will be able to fuck me." I pulled away from her and sat down at the table. " With guys, I'm either one of the guys or someone they want to fuck. I'm never the pretty one or the one they want to date." I had always kept these feelings to myself, never letting people know how much I am hurting.

"Sweetie, High School guys only want one thing, ass and tits. I didn't have a boyfriend in high school. How about for the dance, we get you a new dress; get your hair and makeup done? Do you have a date?" She handed me a cup of water.

" Yes, I do. Maybe I should have stuck with soccer." I got up and went downstairs to my room. I smiled when I saw Matt asleep in my bed. He always does this, just come over and fall asleep. I crawled up next to him and rubbed his back. He turned over and opened his eyes.

" Don't you ever sleep in your own bed?" he laughed as he fixed his hair.

" That was quite a show you put on there." I got up and walked in to the bathroom.

" I know and Jeff didn't not seem to like the fact that I didn't have a shirt on." I walked out with tube top on.

" Yeah, sometimes we think he's gay." I rolled my eyes. I knew Jeff wasn't gay. I knew he had a girlfriend. " Are you Okay? You look like you've been crying."

" I was, but I'm good now. So you ready for school?" He groaned at the word school. "Oh don't give me that. We are gonna be seniors." I squealed. Matt rolled his eyes. " Oh your just not happy cause I'm not gonna be in any of your classes." I cheeks and mashed them together, making a fishy face. He reached up and did the same to my face. " Why did you leave me alone in the tree house?" I released his face as he did mine.

" I had to go help my dad. Why?"

" Because when I woke up, Shannon was there." Matt eyes quickly changed from brown to black.

" Why was that fucker up there?" I shrugged. "Did he hurt you?" I went over to my computer and sat down.

" No, Matt. We just talked. We have a lot of the same classes and he doesn't even like Randy."

" I don't care. He's an asshole who doesn't need us." He spat out. I could tell he was really bitter and pissed off that Shannon could just leave him like that. He had every right to be mad but he can't tell me who to be friends with.

" Matt, you can't control my life. I will be friends with who I want to be friends with." I yelled. I was really pissed now.

" Fine. Then be friends with that traitor." Matt climbed out the window and slammed it shut. I ran my hand through my hair and tugged on it in frustration.

Next Day

I slowly climbed out of bed, wondering why I was up so early. Then it hit me, today was the first day of school. I smile brightly. As much as of a jock I was, I was also a huge nerd. I grabbed a pair of soccer shorts and a beater. I walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on. I was expecting Matt to come in and just wait for me, but he didn't. I stepped in remembering the fight that we had. He was being so stupid. I can decide my own friends. I got dressed and quickly walked to my car. Cian was already in the car waiting. He knew that we had to be there early for wrestling.

" Finally." He mumbled as I sat in the car. I rolled my eyes and drove off to the school. I glanced over at my brother and noticed he was wearing jeans and a button down shirt.

" Trying to impress Maria?" I asked as we pulled up to school. He opened the door began to walk away.

" Hey." I ran up and stopped him. I reached up and ruffled his hair. Cain glared at me and kept on walking. What the fuck? Why does everyone keep getting mad at me? I shrugged and made my way up the steps and in to the gym. There I saw everyone on the wrestling team, varsity and jr. varsity. I found an empty spot and sat down.

" Hey." I looked up and saw Chris Jericho.

" Hi. How are you?" He sat down next to me.

" I'm well. Can it talk to you?" I nodded and we walked out to the hallway.

" What's the matter?" He sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

" Look, I can't take you to the dance this Friday. I'm sorry."

" No, its okay" I got up and walked back in to the gym. I tried to hold back my tears and be tough. I did not want these guys to think that I am weak. I sat down in the same spot and stared straight ahead. I didn't really pay attention to what Coach was saying, something about getting our uniforms and our gear. He dismissed us and I quickly stood up and began to walk out.

"Fuck." I yelled as I hit the ground. I looked up and saw Matt standing there. He picked me up.

" I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you." He hugged me. " I also heard about Jericho. I'm sorry." I didn't want to let go. I should have known this was gonna happen. He guided me out of the gym, knowing that I was on the verge of tears. " Brigh, don't cry. He's nothing." I slid down the brick wall and stared at the ground.

" I know that, but this always happens." I whispered. I saw Jeff walk up and picked my head up, so I was looking at him.

" Oh, now I know Brigh is not crying." Jeff sat down in front of me. "Don't worry about that asshole. He doesn't deserve you anyways. How about we go to the dance as friends?" I looked up at my blue and purple haired friend. He had a goofy smile on his face. I began to laugh. " Yes! It's a date then, Ms. Brigh." He pulled me up.

" Now, Jeff, if some guy wants to dance with me, you're gone." He put his hand over his heart and pouted.

" Now, that hurts." I punched him in the arm and ran ahead.

" You'll never catch me." I yelled to him as I ran away.