This is probably the most awkward chapter I've written so far. I just don't like the feel of it.
Anyways... I wanted to tackle my schedule on posting new chapters. I'm actually planning to post 2 every week so I can get things done and easier to finish the story with the sequel coming out by the end of march. BUT, there is always a but, I have a few agendas I have to attend to. I know it's easy to think of how to post a chapter, but I have to put the documents on my phone so I can write things down whenever and wherever I'm inspired. I also have to translate it to a word document and submit it to a document manager handled by Fanfiction.
Please bare with me on this proccess. I hope you guys understand.
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This chapter contains NO MATURE LANGUAGE.
Thursday morning.
"Helia. Can we talk?" Flora chased him through the aisles and shelves of the Library.
"It's the library we can't." He paced faster to leave the girl behind.
"Even if we weren't at the library you wouldn't have said a thing to me." She said in a tone that sounded ready to give up.
He ignored her reply. Remembering his reason why he started this in the first place.
He remembered her smile, how she stood when she talked to him... when they used to talk. He wanted to turn around, not just now but every time she called him through the halls. Every time she would call, text or mail him, he wanted to reply to them. He just couldn't. He shouldn't.
"Tell me if you're going to talk me sooner or later. I'm tired of chasing you around and not getting a hi or hello. I'd rather spend my time with someone who actually replies." She finished before returning to the table she shared with Julius to continue working on the Chemistry project they had to finish before Tuesday.
"Julius." He thought to himself as he heard her walk away.
Immediate regret washed over the Knightley. The though of the girl he liked talking to a boy who seemed to replace him with the boy.
It was exactly a week and a day later than their hangout at Stella's place, where they all had their moments to think about their lives after high school. A week and a day later and Knightley was still ignoring the Caramel haired girl he always saw at the library with Julius Harper.
The 5th Thursday came, a day before the first ever football game of the year. Also, the first party to take place.
It looked like a dessert at the cafeteria despite the fact that it was lunch. Majority of the boys... or at least the ones that stand out, were out practicing and preparing for the highly anticipated game for tomorrow.
With the lack of testosterone, the ladies had an opportunity to admire past football stars from their previous years. Even heartfelt moments at their games.
"That moment was everything to me. That last 6 seconds and a point down." Layla treasured the memory.
"Oh! The hot minute." Stella refreshed their memories.
The girls were the only ones at the table. The boys preparing for their game for the rest of the day, with Timmy part as staff.
"Remember Yuri and Daniel? God. The golden boys of the whole century. Just... perfect." Krystal Thorne daydreamed.
"Goodness. I hope we can still win without Yuri." Layla prayed as she grabbed her cookie from the ziplock Musa tried stealing earlier.
"Helia's going to be his successor. I just know it." Musa gave hope trying to tug the bag.
Techna looked around and saw Flora eating her salad silently by the side, smiling at what her friends were saying.
"Flo. You all right?" The concerned Techna asked and interrupted the rest of the girl's conversation.
"Yeah." She said plainly. Giving a small smile towards the pink haired girl.
"Flo, something is up. What's the matter?" Bloom ignored Flora's reply.
"Nothing." She tried her best to cover up her frown.
"It's Helia isn't it?" Layla's words made everyone perk up, still hoping to abolish the 'looking for a decent girl Helia could date since 1973'
She stayed silent not sure how to address this kind of situation to her friends. She gave up knowing that her friends would force her to tell everything later even if she refused. She gave in, to their pressure, to their temptation.
"You can tell us anything. We're always here." Krystal encouraged.
"He's just ignoring me all of a sudden. I didn't do anything, at least that's what I know." The seventeen year old said with a deep breath at the end.
"Nabu told that too. That he was purposely ignoring you for some reason." Layla said.
"A reason we all have to know." Techna protested.
"That's probably why. I asked him about you the other day and he just changed the topic like that." Musa said with a snap.
"That's not like Helia. He never just ignores someone." Krystal shared.
"Maybe he's jealous because you spend more time with Julius than him lately." Stella mocked.
Layla looked at the blonde with a 'right now is not the right time' face.
"Hey, stating probable facts... you two never walked together at lunch anymore." Stella defended herself, forcing Flora's head to look down even more.
"It's just bothering me a lot." Flora tried ending topic.
"Well, we could only know if we ask him." Musa directed her statement to Techna.
"As if he would reply to a question like that. You know how introverted he gets with those kinds of questions." Techna objected the idea.
"He still has to. It's his reason in the first place. Why the hell would you ignore anyone without any consent. Like Krystal said, He was to be doing for a reason. A reason we have to find out." Musa explained her cousin.
"I'll do it." Layla offered which was quickly rejected. "Layla. No, I'll ask him." Lynphea stopped.
"If he even looks at me." She said lowly enough for Layla to hear who was beside her. She immediately put a hand on her back trying to comfort the young senior who was probably more confused at any time in high school.
The next couple of hours went by, seeming to give Flora more weight to carry throughout the halls. The one time she passed through the gym, seeing the boys do warm ups. She saw him, and he saw her. She tried smiling but couldn't, thinking maybe it would be too awkward if she did.
Classes were done and now everyone was at the field looking for nice seats to cheer on their team. The other side of the bleachers were occupied with students wearing green and white cheering for their team; Bay Ridge High School.
More and More students came filling up almost all the seats available. Even teachers and school personnel had to watch the first game of the season. From freshmen to seniors... they were there, cheering for their team.
With the players came the cheerleaders who always had eyes on their players. Leading the girls in white and red skirts and tank tops was Nicole Woods.
The game was about to start in a few minutes with the players not being really pumped for the game with the pressure brought to their shoulders after Yuri and the previous batch set a high standard. With their lack of energy, coach had the 'best idea' as what Riven referred. As he called down the girls to talk to their men and put them in their rightful places.
"Just believe in yourself." Bloom spoke, which Sky heard even through the rough and noisy crowds before struggling to hug him with his big gigantic uniform.
"Snookums. If you need me. Just look there. We'll be supporting you." Stella pointed to their spot on the bleachers, earning a small kiss from the male Lynphea.
"Bu. Score through that war zone." Layla encouraged the Father of the squad who seemed nervous for everything that was about to happen.
"Keep your eye on the ball Riv." Musa smiled before earning a kiss on the cheek from her boyfriend.
"Karel. Just take home a win." Krystal observed the girls who were taken and bluntly said things to Karel.
Meanwhile, by the side was the school quarterback, drinking a sports drink, completely aware of Flora's presence.
He wanted to talk to her. He missed their conversations. He had to fight it. He has to do it.
Just at the right time, Julius walks to Flora. Punching him directly in the conscience. They shared a small conversation, nothing too small for the midnight haired senior.
She stood there contemplating on whether to approach him or not and ask why he was acting like this or to leave it for later.
She approached the Midnight haired male in a hard bulky suit not bothering whether he would react or not. "Helia." She gulped, regrettably.
He faced her not saying anything, feeling guilty of her being left out from he girls.
"...Good Luck." She turned around before the commentator spoke on the mic alerting everyone that the game was about to start in exactly 2 minutes.
She followed the girls towards the stairs to their seats. Until she heard her name. A voice She missed for more than a week.
"Flora." He chased her and called with the crowd cheering louder.
She looked back to see Helia and behind him was the team talking about last minute tactics.
"Thanks." He smiled, hoping to see Flora smile again. Which she did, she smiled and turned back to find the girls.
The game started full on with both teams scoring by a ton and Fortunately, the Specialists caught the lead by 3 before the short break. The match continued for the next 15 minutes, surprisingly leaving the specialists behind. Then came to the last minute where it was all down to a tie. One last point for the first win of the season.
The game was tied. The last 30 seconds in the hands of the Bay Ridge Panthers. All hope seemed lost not until when magically, with the help of god; the football landed on Brandon's hands. Passing it to Nicholas who was all empty. Then running towards touchdown, hoping to do all the efforts, looking for the quarterback then was snatched by a player with 10 seconds remaining. Then quickly hustled by Knightley who stood out from the field. He hurried and ran towards touchdown with his men behind him, trying to secure the win. With a seconds to spare, the Specialists won. Maroon, Red and White filled the field. The team flocked to the quarterback at the very edge of the field.
The students cheered for their very first win of the season. A blessing from above came down and granted the specialists. A message came down to warn them of luck and victory. A victory then made a party which was the last main event of today; the first party of the year.
A party the squad never understood what was so compelling to it. They would usually avoid those people in the party; the alcoholics, the bitches and whores. Both male and female. Though they all knew they liked some kind of company with those party animals with their diverse essence of independence which the squad lacked.
The guys were left at the school celebrating their victory with the girls getting ready for the party, as a superficial world would have.
The boys had advanced the party earlier as they had their own at school. A water party where they washed off mud and grass and all sorts of things from playing a win earlier.
Even the good boys mingled with the bad ones with their overload of joy. They knew that this was the best Friday of their lives so far. The very first win snatched from Bay Ridge without Yuri, last year's best player... best at everything rather. He was school quarterback, a total heartthrob, The previous King, Top of his class and had a heart of gold.
"Congrats." Helia patted Nicholas' shoulder while he was taking things out of his locker.
"Thanks. You too." He replied a little too quickly. Knightley received the message and turned away to talk to Nabu by the side of the lockers.
"Knightley." Nabu Andros called the navy blue haired male.
"Yes Dad?" The ever so sarcastic male walked to him, knowing a serious matter was about to surface.
"Why have you been avoiding Flora?" He asked about a topic he never would think that he would bring up.
"It's nothing." He replied bitterly. His reply made Troy Mason, the team's other buckle alert on their conversation by the other side of the lockers.
He continued listening hoping he could help with Nicholas' plan on ruining the chances for Flora and Helia.
"She did nothing wrong. She deserves an answer. At least tell her why." Nabu reasoned. "If Brandon knew this... I though you wanted to protect her." He added to Helia's conscience.
"How did you know?" He asked.
"You don't think Brandon consults me before telling you? That boy's got some shaky ego." Nabu answered.
The midnight blue haired male stayed silent, looking for words to make out.
"You don't have to tell me. Just tell her." Nabu set a new tone where he pushed him more into a corner.
"At the party. Tonight." He agreed, doubting how hard it is to say.