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Chapter 5: Down, but not out

"Good luck Lok." Sophie had never seen Lok without a smile for more than five minutes, but he had even tilted up the corners of his lips in the slightest since lunch. All he did was frown and look nervous. He was worrying the green eyed girl. She felt his forehead when he just nodded.

"Are you okay?" Lok swallowed hard.

"Yeah, just nervous." Sophie wasn't the only one that could lie. He was nervous, that was true, but not about tryouts. He was nervous about Sophie. She had gone through so much in just the last 24 hours. Zhalia, who he had met during P.E. And kind of became friends with, told him everything scarlet did to Sophie (she noticed his troubled expression).

Sophie was afraid of dark and small spaces. Together only, separated she was okay. So, during their free period, Scarlet had Rassamov shove Sophie into the janitor's closet and locked the door. She had pounded for about 30 seconds before the terror set in. Finally, the janitor let her out, 45 minutes later. By then, she had been shaken and broken.

Lok was nervous about what Scarlet might do or say to Sophie at tryouts. The, what would happen? Sophie could get hurt or push him away. He didn't want to lose his best friend.

"Go get 'em." Lok cracked his first smile of the day, if only to please Sophie. As Sophie walked away to the bleachers, Lok joined the boys on the field. He was the smallest there.

Sophie took a seat at the almost top of the bleachers. She noticed that the cheerleaders were also holding tryouts. Looked like bitch, bitchier, and bitchiest were holding tryouts. Sophie saw a bunch of nervous freshmen, a few juniors, and one senior. She scanned the area and saw one sophomore, like her. Her name was Zhalia or something, thought Sophie.

A whistle drew Sophie's attention to football. She watched as Lok passed all the physical tests. Then came the actual game.

"Alright, Lambert, you are quarterback. Montehue, linebacker. Dante, wide receiver." The teams lined up and faced off.

"Hike!" Lok got the ball, dodged Rassamov's attack, and threw it straight to Dante. The star player easily caught the well placed ball and ran it 80 yards for a touchdown. This occurred for almost the rest for the time, until Wind pulled Lok using an illegal face mask and threw him into Rassamov. The oily haired freak seized Lok and threw him into the ground, jumping on him to finish it.

Lok felt his wrist slip out of place. Dante pulled Rassamov off the blonde boy. The coach called a break and ran over to Lok, who was holding his wrist.

"What's wrong, sport?" Sophie watched Lok glance up at her.

"I'm fine." Coach nodded and continued the tryouts. Lok threw and ran the ball until he thought his wrist was going to snap. Finally, it was over.

"Good job everyone. I'll inform you if made it tomorrow. Rest up and get ready to play. Dismissed." At that same moment, cheer tryouts were over. Scarlet ran up to Lok and said,

"Lok, I saw what Rassamov did. Are you okay?" The red head placed her hand on Lok's chest. Sophie narrowed her her eyes and walked over to Lok. Scarlet saw her and saucily said,

"How was the closet?" Sophie did something she had never before; she replied.

"Nice actually. Are you ready Lok?" The toe-head nodded and followed Sophie out of the stadium. Once the got to Sophie's car, she looked at Lok.

"What's up with your wrist?" Lok lied again, and Sophie let it rest. As they drove away Zhalia watched and murmured to Dante,

"Watch them. I got Sophie and you got Lok?"

"Agreed."

Done. I'm tired to Sophie and Lok are going to wrap it up.

Sophie: Why is Lok lying to me?

Lok (quaking): What is Sophie continuing to hide from me?

Zhalia: Why are Dante and I watching Lophie?

Lok: When did you get here?

Dante: Please review!