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Charity slowly tied her shoes, trying very carefully to keep her head as steady as possible. Her condition did not bode well for the competition later today, let alone cheering for the team. How was she supposed to be tossed around when any movement made her feel like running to the bathroom?
"Why do I do this to myself?" She groaned as she fell back on the bed. She instantly regretted the quick movement.
"Not feeling so hot?" Lauren asked as she came out of bathroom and joined Charity on the bed.
"You could say that again. Lauren, I really am sorry about last night. I don't know what came over me. Well other than vodka, obviously." Charity apologized for the umpteenth time so far this morning.
"Its going to be fine. I'm more disappointed in Tyler than anything. Well, I am pretty pissed at Lila. It is going to feel so good when I kick her ass off the squad later." Lauren grinned evilly. Charity laughed in agreement. She actually felt a little sorry for Lila, being on the receiving end of Lauren's wrath.
"Let's go, the game starts in twenty minutes." Lauren said, dragging Charity out the door.
"Hey Lauren, you don't think Tyler will say anything to Derek do you?" She asked Lauren carefully as they walked to the gym. She watched as Lauren sighed heavily before responding.
"No, I don't, but Lila will. Look Charity, if you really like him you have to be honest with him. He deserves that, and if he really likes you, yeah he might be pissed, but I bet he'll be willing to give you a second chance." Lauren told her. Charity knew that Lauren was right.
"Alright. I'm gonna go ahead and try to find Derek before Lila does." Charity replied, as she took off, running towards the gym.
She scanned the growing crowd as she dashed up the steps, flashed her school ID at the window and headed inside.
She surveyed the people sitting in the bleachers. She saw his teammates sitting a few rows behind the Raven's bench. She made her way over, but she didn't see Derek. Impatiently, she tapped one of the boys on the shoulder.
"Can I help you?" He asked her curiously.
"Yeah, I'm looking for Derek, have you seen him?" She asked quickly.
"Yeah, but I think you're too late. Looks like that fine blonde over there already has him pretty preoccupied." He replied, laughing, as he pointed across the gym.
Charity followed his line of sight, her stomach sinking, knowing what she would see. Lila was talking quickly with a concerned look on her face. Derek was shaking his head and he did not look happy. Suddenly he glanced over and met her eyes. He shoved past Lila and stormed over to her.
"Charity, what the hell is going on? Some girl on your squad is telling me that you and Tyler slept together last night. Tell me she's just starting drama, please." Derek pleaded with her, his eyes flashing in anger.
"We didn't sleep together, I promise. But, um, we did do some stuff that I'm not proud of. You know I was really drunk last night and Lila is a bitch and she told me that his room was mine, and so I got undressed for bed and then he kissed me and we were kissing and Lauren came in and it was horrible and I'm so so sorry!" Charity explained quickly. She didn't even know if what she had said made any sense but once she started she just had to get out quickly before she lost her nerve.
"Cool, well I guess I'll be seeing you around then." Derek said coldly as he brushed past her to join his teammates, who had heard everything. She slowly walked back to the locker room, trying to ignore the dirty looks and comments his friends were making. She felt too defeated to even cry. In the last month everything in her world had been turned upside down and inside out. It was too much for a girl to handle all by herself.
"You look like you could use a friend."
Charity slowly drug her eyes up from the ground, seeing the last person she expected to see and the person she needed most just then. Her mother.