Disclaimer: Not me. Masen is mine as is Carlie but their likeness's well you know the story.

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Chapter 9

That first week was horrible, everyday someone said something like this "So, Mase I heard your sister is lesing out now. What's up with that?" Fucking Dave!

I hated my team! First they don't give a shit about me until shit hit the fan and now all they care about is Carlie and Kebi's sex life. I had already punched Rob in the face when he made comment about scissoring.

Had to run laps for the entire practice that day but I don't care. It was worth it! These fuckers need to learn some boundaries.

Me and Carlie had only gotten closer in this time. Her relationship with Kebi has gotten more strained, they could only see other during school hours or when Kebi snuck out the house. Kebi was scared as shitless to sneak out so that left them both very frustrated.

Even though I could always shot the shit with her, it was different now. I'm sure I was getting on her nerves with my vulgarity but like my teammates I am a teenage boy and we are all perverts.

I noticed other girls more now. I hadn't paid much attention to my female peers before now. Makenna and I had gotten together freshmen year. I was just now looking at what was all on the menu. Ha! I'm an asshole!

So now I can say things to Makenna that I would've likely said with a little more class with absolutely no class. As I said she was annoyed most of the time.

Last week was my last week in therapy, against my therapist wishes. I felt so much better, felt like I was more in control. She wanted to talk more about my mother and I just didn't feel like going in that circle again.

The Friday after the fight I had a session that felt unproductive.

"Masen can we talk about your mother this week?"

"Ok, I guess."

"Is there anything you want me to know, or do I have to ask?"

I shrugged because I didn't know what she wanted to know.

"Well, What's her name?"

"Umm, Isabella Cullen." I said with a smirk as she rolled her eyes. "Ok, Victoria..."

"What's her last name?"

"I am drawing a blank, I know it but I can't remember it." This was true; I couldn't remember.

"Ok, where is she from?"

"Her family was from England before they moved here, so yeah, she's from here."

"Ok, I see that you called your mothers side of your family 'Her family' do you not consider yourself a part of her family?"

"No, I don't even think they know about me." I shrugged because I could care less.

"Hmm, that's upsetting. Do you ever want to meet them? Or do you think about them?"

"No, I don't think or care about those people. I have a family. They aren't missing."

"But, Victoria, gave birth to you then abandoned you. How can you not care about her or her family?"

"Why should I? My Mom, My Grandpa Charlie, My Nana Sue, Aunt Leah… I have a family she and her's are not missed."

"Your Mom, Bella."

"Yes"

"Ok, what is one of then reached out to you? What you being willing to meet them?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Including your mom?"

"She's not my mom and she has contacted me. A couple times over the years."

"What kind of conversation did you and your mom have?"

I sighed heavily, I was over her questions. "I don't know, nothing substantial really. We just caught up?"

"So, you and your Mom talk for the first time in months and the conversation was nothing substantial?"

"I'm not going to tell you again; she is not my Mom." I snapped on her. I felt bad after the fact lowered my head. " , I don't know what you are trying to do, but you are disrespecting the mother that raised me. For the bitch who didn't want me. Please stop."

"Ok, I apologize. Let's change the line of questioning. You said Makenna told you she didn't love you anymore. Did that make you think of your mother?" I huffed and run my hand through my hair.

"Of course it did! That's life ain't it. Past experiences shape your perception of your current experiences." I barked. My anger was getting the best of me. "I'm not mad she left or didn't want me. I understand, shit happens. My Dad stepped up and then my Mom. What the fuck is wrong with you? Why are trying to downplay what they have done for me?"

"I'm not Masen. I am trying to make you think. You were in a long term relationship with someone who you believe never loved you. I think we should try to figure out why. I also think its linked to your mother."

"Well, I think it was because she was letting me have sex with her." I didn't mean that. I loved and still love Makenna. She was everything to me but Dr. Renata needed to find another way to do this.

"Masen, why are being so crass? What are the similarities between Makenna and Victoria?"

Of course in hindsight all I saw was my Mother when I thought of Makenna and it pissed me off but I wasn't going to tell her. "Dr. Renata, what time is it?" I asked looking in to her eyes.

That was my go to 'I'm ready to leave 'question. She checked her watch then huffed before telling me I could go.

So, I made the choice, since I chose to go, that I wasn't going to go anymore. The weeks following went fine. Coach had us doing two-a days which left little room for trouble.

Prom was quickly approaching and I was planning on going solo. My Mom was having a fit about it but there wasn't anyone I wanted to go with and that included Makenna.

We've had a couple of unfortunate run ins. First was at the bonfire: she was there with her friend Jamie. They ignored me until after I was trapped by Stacey in a conversation. After that I couldn't shake them. In the end Jamie laid into me then she and Carlie got into it.

It was a mess.

We had a couple classes together but we kept it cordial, I thought. Until our second run in at practice. I was running drills up and down the field. When she came barreling down onto the field. Yelling that I got a handjob from Stacey during the bonfire, I wish, again we got into a shouting match. She was letting the gossip mill get into her head.

Coach made me do laps.

Then come to find out she and fucking Peter were kind of an item now which pissed me off to no end. They weren't official but what right does she have to bite my head off at the thought of me talking to someone new when I asked her not to flaunt her shit in my face.

I don't care if it's been almost three months, if I can't date neither can she. Especially that dickwad. Randall kept me off Pete's ass more than once.

If I was being honest I was ok with her moving on, but only if she let me do so as well. Only time will tell. All in all we haven't had any good interactions.

I the end I had no other alternative but to go to by myself.

Carlie and Kebi were trying to find a way to go together, but we knew Amun wouldn't let them. I was thinking of asking one of my teammates who I knew didn't have a date to be stand in's but most of them just want to see two chicks going at it. Not actually be helpful and one of these girls is my sister so I'd have to fuck him up in the end.

I was strolling Vine when I came across a video from a girl about going to prom alone. It was funny, with cut scenes of her doing all the normal prom stuff with an imaginary person with a caption the read 'Me on prom night'.

She looked very familiar and she was very cute. Small frame, blonde hair, and the most beautiful smile I have ever seen.

I couldn't get it out of my head that I've seen her in person before.

"-Hello, I just want to tell you that you have the most beautiful smile I have ever seen- Maserunner69" I sent her a direct message. Not expecting a response but I got one back almost immediately.

"-Thank you! *blushing emoji*- Untoldsecrets117"

"-I know this is going to seem corny but your face is very familiar, May I ask your name? -Maserunner69"

"-Ha, well Masen we go to school together so…- Untoldsecrets117 " Say what now? I looked at her profile a saw that in fact we lived in the same city.

"-Shit! Are you serious? How do I not know you? You're gorgeous. - Maserunner69" And she was. I was wrecking my brain trying to figure out how I had missed her.

"-Well, I don't know because we have two classes together- Untoldsecrets117" Now I feel like an asshole.

"-We do?! I am so sorry! I'll go die now. Have a good evening- Maserunner69" Embarrassed I went and took a shower leaving my phone on my bed. When I came back she replied.

"-Ha! See you tomorrow- untoldsecrets17" Shit! I'm sure I am going to make an even bigger ass of myself.

The next day was the Friday before Spring Break and neither the teachers nor of the students were doing anything productive.

In third period, Spanish, was when I saw her. Being fucking beautiful quietly talking to her neighbor. I just watched at first then I got caught by Ben so I diverted my eyes. He mugged me so I guess they had history.

I decided to direct message he instead of approaching her. As I pulled up my app I saw that she beat me to it.

"-Quit staring you look creepy- Untoldsecrets117" I smirked, I figured I did that's why I looked away.

"-Well I really couldn't help it but then I saw Ben getting ready to attack me. Lol- Maserunner69"

"Angela?" Mrs. Marks called her up to desk for something. It seems as though they were friendly because she gave her the keys to her car and sent her on an errand. Mrs. Marks was heavily pregnant so I'm sure whatever she sent her to do required a lot of walking or lifting.

As Angela walked pass me and after I scanned for flawless body, I looked up into her eyes, they were a beautiful hazel color.

"You need some help?" I asked her and she nodded. Then she walked to the back of the room towards the back door.

I lifted my hand and once the teacher acknowledged me I walked up to her desk. "Mrs. Marks can I go with Angela?" I quietly asked out right. She lifted an eyebrow at me then looked at Angela who gave her a nod then went out the door.

Somehow no one in class noticed the transaction as I went out the door closer to the front of the class.

Once I caught up to her I fell into stride next to her in silence. Her sandy curls bounced as she walked, I watched out of the side of my eyes as we walked.

Probably staring creepily again, this time I didn't care.

When we got to the car she went inside and pulled out a container of tums and shook them at me.

"Ahh, heartburn. Poor prego. I remember my mom eating these things all the time when she was pregnant with my brother and sister." Surprised at the memory I ducked my head a little.

How in the world did my therapist think my Mom wasn't my Mom?

"Yea? That's funny 'Mrs. Marks' is my Mom." She laughed. I balked at her. "Yea, I don't know why she waited until I was almost an adult to have another baby." The moment she said it, I saw it. Her mother had dark features and complexion. She was Afro Latina looking, and had a slight accent. Even with their differences they did favor.

Angela had sandy blonde curly hair, golden skin, and Hazel eyes. Perfection

"The twins are 13 now, I was little when my Mom had them. So, is it hard to go to school with your mom?"

"No, not really. You didn't even know who I was and its almost the end of the school year. I keep my nose clean. Ha!" she snorted then slapped her hand over her face as it reddened. I smiled at her. She's cute.

We slowly walked back into the school.

"So, you have really been here the whole school year? How did I miss you?" I asked even though I know how I could've not noticed her. I only had eyes for Makenna. Then I was trying to balance my infidelity with Zafrina. Then I was depressed about it all.

"No, I moved in with my Mom back in December. Even still, I don't know… maybe it was all of your drama." She smirked at me as I shrugged in response, not knowing what to say.

"So, can I have your number? Maybe we could hang out later…" I was nervous to ask but she was really cool and it made me want to get to know her better.

She shrugged with a smirk in response which made me lift an eyebrow and smile. She put her hand out for my phone which I quickly gave to her. She entered her number then called herself before returning the phone to me as we entered our class.

I sat back down at my desk. Mrs. Marks raised an eyebrow at her them at me in an unspoken question. Angela blushed and I laughed as I shook my head. I pulled my phone back out and sent her a text.

"- That was fun. Can you meet me at the field later around 5:00pm? - M" after I sent the text I started to think of a name to call her in my phone.

Maybe Goldilocks or Sunshine?

"-Why are you at school so late? - unknown" I think I like Goldilocks, I saved her as such.

"-I have Lacrosse practice after school for an hour and a half. - M"

"-I guess I'll see if my Mom will let me hold her car. – Goldilocks"

"-If it's better I could come meet you somewhere. -M."

"-Let me ask her first. Then I'll tell you if well have to make a different plan- Goldilocks"

I was so excited. Walking around the rest of the day with a big goofy smile as we texted. I saw her again in my economics, politics, and International studies class.

When I entered she ducked her head but I was having nothing of that. I stood in front of her desk "Hey Goldilocks, how was the rest of your day?" I smirked as she looked up.

"What did you call me?" her voice pitched up with the question. Her face a flirting on a smile.

"You heard me." I laughed. She was about to say something in response but the bell rand and I went to my seat.

Of course by the time I got to my seat my phone was going off. I couldn't check it because our teacher didn't let us have our phones out.

So after school I got her to walk with me to the locker rooms before she left with her Mom.

"So, did you ask your mom if you could come back?"

"I did."

"What did she say?"

"She said that she would let me come back only if I come back home before it gets dark. She doesn't trust you…" she said with an eye roll.

I wasn't shocked. The rumors and drama has gotten around the school three times over.

"Do you trust me?" I asked seriously. I know we didn't know each other, well I didn't know her. But I wanted her to trust me.

"I'm still figuring that out… see you at 5:00." She then turned and walked away.