Chloe sat on the floor, back leaning against the first row of the bleachers. She craned her neck to look behind her, spotting Aubrey sitting at the very top—probably to ensure she was far enough away from Chloe. The redhead rolled her eyes at herself for being such an idiot—she barely even knew Aubrey. There wasn't any reason to care what she thought of her; it's not like she ever cared for anyone else's opinion.

She's fucking hot, that's the only reason I even care, Chloe reasoned. Smiling triumphantly with being able to find a good conclusion to her issue, she brought her knees up to her chest and tried to focus on what the teacher was saying. His face was beginning to turn red from yelling and as she tuned back in on his lecture, she realized he was shouting about the incident last year when someone trashed the locker rooms.

"We have no tolerance for that sort of behavior, and if any of you try something so idiotic again you will get expelled!" Chloe sighed, wondering how long he was going to speak before the class would actually start.

She looked back to Aubrey and froze when the blonde made eye contact with her. Shit. Chloe wasn't sure whether or not to look away—though even if she had known, she wouldn't have been able to. Aubrey eventually looked away and Chloe let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding.

"All right, we're doing volleyball today. Partners are Joseph and Timothy, Mary and Nicholas…" Chloe's selective hearing took its toll once more, though her head shot up as soon as she heard her name. "Chloe and Aubrey."

Refraining from protesting—because not only would that look weird on her part, but she didn't want people to think she didn't like Aubrey; it would destroy the blonde's reputation which had barely even formed yet—she stood up and turned to face Aubrey. She stepped down from the bleachers, seeming as if she was dragging herself along, like being partnered with Chloe was the worst thing to have ever happened to her.

Then again, it probably was—other than her mother dying, obviously. Chloe tried to shake her thoughts. They were all just idiotic ramblings anyway. As Aubrey was merely feet away, she began to panic. The blonde finally stood in front of her, a gaze of indifference boring holes into Chloe's body, and it was that which lit something inside of Chloe. Anger, perhaps. Aubrey smiled sweetly as if nothing had happened, and it only angered Chloe even more. If she was going to pretend that nothing had happened between the two of them in the locker room, then Chloe was going to do everything within her power to make Aubrey regret acting like that.

A volleyball was tossed in their direction and Chloe caught it. She cast a smile in Aubrey's direction before hitting the ball to her. The blonde barely had any time to react, though she managed to hit the ball back to Chloe. "At least give me some warning!" she shouted at the ginger.

"Warning isn't really something I'm good at," Chloe called back, hitting the ball again. This time it hit Aubrey's shoulder. Chloe jogged over to her and rubbed her shoulder, bending down to place an open-mouthed kiss on it. "Sorry about that," she whispered into her ear. "You should really pay attention."

"This is sexual harassment," Aubrey said.

"Then tell me to leave you alone." Chloe waited a few moments. "Come on, Aubrey. Three words that you've been saying to me since yesterday."

"I—" she started. She didn't know how to speak anymore and she hated it. Her teeth gritted together as she drew in a long breath. "Stop."

Chloe nodded and backed away. "See? I'm pretty honorable."

"Honorable? You can call yourself whatever you'd like, Chloe, but that doesn't mean they'll ever be true," Aubrey told her.

She would never want to admit it, but that stung. Chloe tried not to look as hurt as she felt, and instead nodded before backing up away from Aubrey. The blonde hit the ball to her and they continued to do so back and forth for the rest of the period. Neither was in the mood for anymore small talk, and even if they had been, they eventually would've been caught by their teacher and yelled at for not participating.

"Please get away from me," Aubrey said as Chloe walked towards her. She rushed to change clothes, once again being the last in the locker room besides Chloe.

"I wanted to say sorry."

"Yeah, because you definitely seemed sorry in the gym."

"Listen, Aubrey. I mean it, okay?" Chloe looked at her, searching in her eyes for any indication that she might believe her apology. Aubrey didn't budge.

"Why are you so hell-bent on destroying my life? Why can't you just leave me alone?" Aubrey asked, turning her back towards Chloe.

"Well before it was because I'm an annoying little shit most of the time. Now—" She walked to stand directly behind Aubrey, though not close enough to be touching her. She lowered her voice. "Now it's because I'm pretty sure you feel at least the slightest amount of something for me."

"I feel nothing towards you, and even if it was anything, it'd be lust—nothing more," Aubrey said honestly.

"At least you can admit that much to yourself."

"It was barely an admission of any kind. So, will you leave me alone now? Please?"

"Why are you scared of letting me be your friend?"

"Because you already proved that you're incapable of being anything other than an over-sexualized girl with raging hormones!" Aubrey exclaimed.

Chloe stared at her and blinked four times before doubling over and laughing. "If you think I'm over-sexualized with raging hormones then you're in for a rude awakening, Aubrey. I'm not half as bad today than I usually am."

"That's just great. This is going to be a horrible year." Aubrey turned around to face Chloe, letting out a sigh. "You're never going to leave me alone, are you?"

"Go on a date with me."

"What? Why would you even suggest that?!" Aubrey shrieked.

"No—here me out! Go on a date with me, and if you feel absolutely nothing for me after the date—lust or romanticness or whatever—then I'll leave you alone," Chloe told her.

"And is this going to end up being another deal that you break?"

"No. I promise this time that I won't break it if you agree."

Aubrey knew that she would regret the word even before she breathed it out through a clenched jaw. "Fine."

Note: Hi guys! Thanks again to chloehuh for your kind comment(:

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