Chapter 8
When I woke up, I was on the cold locker room floor. But now there were faces all around me. Girls. My vision cleared, and I tried to sit up, feeling like a drunk person.
"Oh my god! She's awake!" A girl screamed. Coach Baker rushed towards me, hugging my head to her chest.
"I thought we were going to lose the championship! Not anymore!" She let go, allowing me some air.
Then I saw abler of black and gray, and Kane was by my side, holding my head up.
"Hey, Nerd," I said trying to be cool.
"Hey, Death Wish, what the hell was that? I was so afraid when I heard you got attacked by a fury I-" He said his face was a mixture of fear and anger, inches from mine.
"Please don't scare me like that again," Kane whispered into my hair.
A weak okay was all I could say back.
Kane smiled and said, "Okay."
I smiled weakly. Kane stood with me in his arms, my body snug against his. The smell of lavender and pine overwhelming me, as I was carried through the locker room. Kane grabbed my bag, swinging it over his strong shoulder, and headed for the parking lot. As Kane opened the front door, cold air whipped around me, making me hold tighter to Kane's warmth.
"Where are we going?" I asked with a drunken slur. Kane just laughed and leaned me against the front of his shiny red Volvo. I giggled when Kane awkwardly helped me into his car, his head bumping the car and my weak limbs getting in the way. Kane's hand brushing my torso as he put my seat belt on for me.
"Your eyes are so pretty," I said, "You are so pretty." Then I giggled at the roses on Kane's cheeks. He closed my door, and walked around to his, sitting down on the polished black leather.
"There is some ambrosia in the glove compartment," Kane said as he pulled out of the parking lot. Half-conscience me yanked on the handle, letting the contents spill on my legs. In the mix, there were bottles of what looked like honey.
"Drink one," Kane said, taking his hands off the wheel to open the bottle for me. I tentatively sipped the golden liquid. Thousands of flavors hit me, from sweet caramel to rich dark chocolate. Then changed to creamy coconut gelato, like the one I had in Mexico. I immediately felt better, and stronger.
Kane laughed, "You look better." Then he winked as I blushed.
"What happened?" I remembered bits and pieces but not much, "Did I…" No, I couldn't have…
My face must have given away my thoughts because Kane said, "Thank you, I think your eyes pretty too." Kane said his hand on my knee, I put my hand on his. He just stared at our hands, not paying attention to the road.
I studied the rest of the stuff that was once crammed into the glove compartment, finding a case with a hundred CDs. There were all different bands, Fall Out Boy, Halsey, Panic! At The Disco, Paramore, Arctic Monkeys, Hey Violet, and 5 Seconds Of Summer. You name it.
"Damn. You have really good taste in music." I said smiling, I loved all of these bands. Kane laughed and gestured for me to put a CD in. But I pressed the play button to see what he had been listening to. On the screen rolled the words:
Kanes Playlist #1
The song Broken by LovleyTheBand came on. Kane mouthed the words, as he drove out of town and into the sun.
After Superstition by Young The Giant ended we pulled into what seemed to be Kanes driveway. Home by morgxn and WALK THE MOON played as Kane drove around a pond and grand glass fountain.
There it was, Kane's house.