finding my perfEctionS
a novel by ThePeppermintEyeshadowSeries
15
"Avril, my dear, dear little sister- don't play the game you can't win- the game of love!"
"For the first time in my life, I didn't feel worthless. Why, Alyssa?!"
"Because you deserve to feel worthless." she spat.
I walked into the locker room, my nostrils flaring at the disgusting odor of sweat and puke.
"What's up, man?!" Zach exclaimed, flipping his stupid brown hair out of his face as he fist-bumped me and Alex.
I didn't exactly like the guy because he'd tried flirting with Avril, and also because he was a womanizer.
His girlfriend used to be Peyton, but he used her for a day in bed and then broke up with her.
That was Peyton's first time, too.
But Zach was front line, and no matter how much I hated him I still had to 'cooperate' with my other team mates.
"Yo, did you see Avril when she was cheer leading? Sooo fine. You know, if you're flexible, it means you're-" Chris winked, earning high-fives from all around.
"Good in bed. Yeah, we know, Zach. Don't you go around using her." Alex warned flatly.
"You don't mind, right Jess? You have Peyton and all." Zach fake-grinned, attatching his shinpads to his calfs.
I swallowed the lump in my throat, clenching my fists until I thought my knuckles were going to break apart.
I cleared my throat.
"Ahem,- n-no. Course not. We're just..." I trailed off, not wanting to say that dreaded word. I desperately wanted it to be more: "Just friends." I finished off.
Alex stared at me like I was crazy, but I just gave him a pleading shrug, trying not to look too clingy.
Dude, you don't even know if she likes you. I convinced myself angrily, as I slammed my fist into a metal locker. I was so furious I accidentally made a huge dint. Besides, it's your f*cking fault you decided to take that bet.
"Awesome!" Zach laughed, pulling on his sweat-soaked jersey and ignoring my furious behavior. "Booty call, dudes! She seems like the sweet-girl type. God knows Avery's going to be a tiger in bed."
"Avril." I corrected, gritting my teeth.
"Whatever, man! Who cares? You can have seconds if you want. She's just a girl." Zach joked, making spirals around his head.
That was when I lost it. "Just a girl? You can bring all your sh*t with you to hell, d*ckhead!" I yelled, lunging for him.
Zach tried to duck, but it was a second too late.
Instead of kneeing him in the stomach, I got his face, smashing into his 'pretty' jaw as it started bleeding.
"What the f*ck?!" Zach shouted, but I was still pretty angry.
He took hold of my hair, clenching it in his fist as he smashed it into the hard ground.
I moaned, clutching my swollen eye, throbbing hard.
I punched him square in the stomach, and as he made odd choking sounds I felt at least a few strong arms pulling me away.
"Okay, okay, he deserved that, Jesse. Let's leave these douches." Alex said, trying to calm me down.
I pounced blindly, just trying land a hit on Zach.
He just managed to stagger up, with help from the bench. "What's the matter, Alex? It's not my fault you've got just about as much toughness in you as your tiny carrot-sized balls, is it?!" Zach taunted.
"Okay, that jerk asked for this one." Alex grunted, and he let his arms fall loose by his side, aiming a kick at Zach's nose.
I heard a sickening 'crack!', before Alex let go of him and Zach fell to the ground, slumped over.
Only a couple of his friends helped him up, but mostly everyone walked out, muttering, "The a-hole begged for it."
"Let's go." I murmured to Alex, clasping my hand to my right eye and walked out, slightly limping.