AYANNA'S POV:

At school the next day, i head to history with a sigh.

"Hey, slut, how was the rest of your date?"Sharon asks when i sit down in the only seat left, which, of course, is right nedt to sharon and her friends.

Why does the world hate me?

"It was great especially after you left, hoe,"I reply with a innocent smile.

"Why you..."She begins, but takes a breath and then smiles through clenched teeth. "Well, i'm glad you can have fun with someone who is obvisouly still in love with me, but i mean, can you really blame him? I am pretty amazing,"Sharon says and looks around at her friends for confirmation. They all nod quickly to get her approval. Sharon looks back at me and smirks.

"Ladies? do you care to share?"Mr. Hendricks asks and i shake my head no.

"No sir, we were just saying how much we liks this class, or at least i was... Aya doesn't really like it because she thinks you are annoying,"Sharon lies and my jow drops.

Say. What?!

"Ms. Jones, i fi ams o annoying you can go elsewhere, like the Principle's office,"Mr. Hendricks suggests.

"No that's ok,"I say.

"go!"He snaps and i sigh.

I glare at Sharon as i walk by her and she smirks.

"I win.."she whispers to me as i walk by and her 'friends' lauggh.

I walk to the prinicple's office and the lady at the desk smiles at me and calls the principle, Frank.

He comes out of his office and stares at me before beckoning me in.

I go in and plop down on the spinny chair.

"So, i hear that you think Mr. Hendricks is annoying,"he states and i roll my eyes.

"No, i don't. Sharon just likes to twist what i say around,"I reply and he raises his eyebrows.

"Sharon is one of this school's best students,"he states.

"Well that's great for her, but she is also a brat,"i reply.

"Some could say the same for you,"The principle says and my jaw drops.

"And who would that be?"I snap.

"The cheerleaders think you are out to ruin their lives especially Sharon,"he explains and my eyes narrow.

"well, they are all liars,"I reply through clenched teeth.

"And you expect me to believe this because?"

"um, how about because it's thr truth,"I snap.

I hear someone clearing his throat and i turn in my seat to see Bryson standing there looking amused.

"Yes? What can i do for you, Bryson?"The principle asks.

"Well, i came in here because i was sent in here by my history teacher after Max and i got into a fight," Bryosn explains and plops down, guy style, into the seat beside me. I flinch waiting for his chair to break because it just amazes me how guys do that, but it doesn't.

"That would do it," the principle mutters.

He walks out to go to the restroom and i look at Bryson.

"Why did you and Max get into a fight?"I ask him and he grins.

"Life,"he replies.

"That makes sense,"I mutter and his grin widens.

"Max and I have never been good at not fighting with each other,"he answers.

"That i could tell,"I say with a smile.

"He took a swing at me today, but i swung back and clipped him on the chin," he replies. "but of course the teacher only saw what i did, so here i am. You?"

"Well, your evil girlfriend and i were discussing things and all of a sudden she told the teacher that i had supposedly told her that i thought the teacher was annoying, so here i am,"I say and he raises his eyebrows.

"That sounds like something she would do," he says with a small laugh.

Principle Frank comes back into the room and scolws when he hears us talking.

"I have brought Max and Sharon with me so we can discuss this civilly,"he explains and they both sit down. Max looks over at me and a grin spreads across his face.

"what are you doing here, Aya?"He asks because he was late for school, again, and din't hear about Sharon falsly accusing me.

"That's what we are going to discuss,"Principle Frank snaps and Max shuts his mouth with an audible snap.

"Well, before we even start talking about this, i would like to say that i never ever lied to Mr. hendricks today. I told him the truth about what Aya said,"Sharon lies and i glare at her.

"Sharon, if i wanted your opion right now i would have asked,"the principle says and i grin.

"What are you grinning at, Ms. Jones?" he asks and i shake my head.

"Nothing, sir,"I answer.

"great, now that you are all done talking can we please start before my hair turns grey?"He asks with a scowl at all of us.

"Too late,"Max says under his breath and i cover up a laugh by coughing.

"So, what exactly happened between you two,"Principle Frank asks Sharon and me.

"Well," we both start at the same time, but break off and glare at each other.

"One at a time. You will both have a chance to say what you think happened,"he says and Sharon butts in with her story.

"Well, i leaned over to her and told her how much i loved history class and that Mr. Hendricks was the best teacher for the job and then Ayanna so rudely interrupted and told me that she hated this class, but that she probably wouldn't if we had a different teacher because she thinks he is annoying,"Sharon explains and i clench my fists.

Principle Frank nods at me to tell my side.

"Well, i got to history just on time and saw that all the seats were taken except the one beside Sharon and her friends, and we aren't exactly the best of friends so i was not thrilled about it. She asked how the rest of my date went after she left, which she rudely interrupted by the way, and i told her that it was good after she left and then she kept making digs at me about Caleb, which was the boy i was on the date with. So, when Mr. Hendricks asked us if we would like to share what we were talking about i said no, but Sharon made up the lie that i thought Mr. Hendricks was annoying so he sent me here,"I say truthfully and Sharon shakes her head sadly.

"It's so sad that you have to lie to get attention,"she says to me and Max snorts at that and glares at Sharon.

"Look who's talking,"he snaps at her and she glares at him.

"So, boys who's story do you believe?" Principle Frank asks.

"I think Aya's story is absolutly true,"Max says right away.

Principle Frank looks at Bryson and he shrus.

"I don't know..."

"Well you have to answer,"

"fine then. Well, i know Sharon, so i think Aya's story is true,"he says and everybody looks at him in shock.

What the?!

"Bryson!"Sharon screeches.

"Come on, Sharon. Just stop, ok? Everybody knows your story wasn't true,"Bryson explains calmly.

"Well, in this dramatic turn of events, what will Principle Frank do... The desiscion is up to him..." Max narrates and i grin.

"Sharon, i'm sorry but majority wins so you have detention," Principle Frank says and he does look truly sorry.

"Boys, your turn,"

"Actually, i have places to be and things to do,"Max says and runs out of the room with a grin on his face. I laugh and Bryson chuckles too.

At practice Coach is still not happy about the drinking thing. I mean, he had the entire weekend to get over it and he's still pissed, so guess what that means for us... Yeah..

.................More running...............

"Sprint! Go, go, go! Faster. Ten seconds left, everbody has to make it back over here with ten seconds remaining,"Coach screams. I pump my legs faster and make it back just as the timer goes off. I look up and groan when i see some of the guys still running.

"Back on the line and do it again, but take tow minutes of a break,"Coach says.

Caleb walks over to me with his chest heaving and smiles weakly.

"He's a dick..."Caleb says about Coach.

"I think he likes to see us in pain,"I reply and Caleb nods in agreement.

"Get ready! Set! GO!,"Coach yells and i sprint. We have ten in ones. Which is when you run from one field goal to the other and that's one. So we have to do ten of those in one minute. It is so freaking hard.

I see Bryson almost half of one ahead of me. Not going to happen! I pick up the speed, but when i am at 7 i regret picking up the speed. My legs are on fire and i just want to stop, but i know if i do, the guys won't take me seriously and neither with Coach, plus if i stop we will probably just do ten in ones for the entire practice.

I finish with ten seconds left on the clock and cheer on the remaining guys that are running. Thankfully, they all finish on time.

"Nice time, Jones,"Coach congradulates and i grin. Finally, i get a compliment from Coach.

"Alright, nice job, ladies, next we are doing 50 push-ups, 200 crunches, and 50 supermans,"Coach says and blows his whistle for us to start.

When i get to 100 crunches my abs start to burn, but i push through it, but the supermans are what get me. It's where you do a push-up, jump with your hands to the air and then go back down for a push-up. It may not sound hard, but you just don't even know...

I finish third with only Bryosn and Max beating me. But that has become the usual.

"Great, go head home and shower you guys all stink,"Coach says and walks away.

Caleb grabs my hand as we walk to the locker rooms and he grins at me.

"You are really hot when you have all that adrenaline pumping through,"he says and i blush.

"You are crazyy, when i have all that adrenaline in my body, i sweat like no other,"I reply.

"But it's cute ,"he says and i shove him playfully.

"Whatever you say, Caleb,"I say and he hugs me before i go into the girls locker room.

When i get dressed out i head to my car and drive awaay, but it's just my luck that halfway home my car breaks down.

"No, no, no, no, no,"I cry and the car's lights turn off. It's starting to get dark outside and i have to walk tne miles more in order to get home. I get out of the car and sigh. I grab my backpack and start the long walk to my house.

I would jsut call, but this long stretch doesn't get any cell service, of course.

I walk for about ten minutes when a car pulls up beside me. I look in the window and see Bryson grinning at me.

"Need a ride?"He asks and i inwardly groan. It just has to be him, doesn't it? The universe seriously has something against me.

"Nope,"I lie and he looks amused.

"Oh really?"

"Yes, i am perfectly capable walking ten miles to get ot my house,"

"Oh yeah? Even when it's starting to get dark?"

".... Yes..."I reply and he laughs. It sends jitters through my stomach.

"Get in here, Jones. Don't be stupid,"Bryson says and i shake my head.

"No, i'm fine,"

"Why not? Is it because of the Thursday night thing?"He asks, referring to the party.

"Yes!"I snap and groan at myself.

"Get in the car or i will force you in,"he threatens and i roll my eyes.

"You would not,"

"Want to bet?"He asks and i continue to walk away.

I hear his door open and then he is scooping me up in his arms and depositing me into his passanger side seat.

I stare at him with my mouth agape.

"What the hell?"I snap and he grins as he starts driving.

After a few minutes of silence i sigh. This couldn't be more awkward. But just like that the world contradicts me again when Bryson starts talking about Thursday night.

"Listen, nothing bad happened. I promise,"he says and i stare at him.

"So, what did happen. You were lying when you said nothing at all happened on Friday morning, weren't you?"I say and he sighs before nodding.

"Yeah, but i swear nothing bad,"

"What. Did. Happen?"I snap and he clenches his fists in frusteration.

"So, after i sat back down on the bed you started talking about how you thought i was cute..."

''''''''THURSDAY NIGHT'''''''''''''''Ayanna's pov:

"Please stay," I plead and Bryson walks back over to the bed slowly and sits down beside me.

When he doens't say anything i start humming to myself.

"You're really really cute, you know that?"I sing to Bryosn and he raises his eyebrows. I have no idea why i saying these things to him, but oh well.

"Maybe i should go,"he says awkwardly.

" No, please. I was just telling you what i thought. I know you don't feel the same and i know it's becuase i'm not like Sharon,"I say sadly.

" What do you mean?"He asks sharply and i stare at his amazing brown eyes.

"I mean that i am not pretty, or a cheerleader, or have an amazing body,"I say and my lip trembles.

"Guys that think that's all that's important are stupid,"Bryson snaps and we lock eyes.

"so, you don't only like girls like that?" I ask and he shakes his head.

"No, and you are amazing and pretty, so don't you ever think you are not," he says and i smile shyly.

"thanks..."I mutter, unsure of myself.

Bryson leans towards me and brushes my hair out of my eyes.

"I'm serious,"he says and kisses me. I kiss him back. I wrap my arms around him, but he takes them off and sighs while staring into my eyes.

"I want, trust me, but you're drunk and when i kiss you i want you to remember it,"he explains and after a little bit my eyes start to drift shut. Before i fall asleep i feel him kiss my temple.

"Good night, beautiful Aya," he whispers and i fall into a deep sleep....

'''''''''''''''''PRESENT TIME'''''''''''

I stare at Bryson, but he won't take his eyes off the road.

"that really happened?"I ask him and he nods slowly.

Why would he say such things unless he actually meant them?

Right then we pull up to my house and he looks at me with a sigh. I lock eyes with him and we share an awkward smile. My is tentive and his is grim.

"Good night,"he says and i shiver. I get out of his car and he stares at me for a couple more seconds before driving away...

Great! My life just got significantly more complicated....

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