13 Chapter 13: Bleachers

Chapter 13: Bleachers

“Where do you think you’re going?” Christine noticed me shoving all of my books hurriedly inside the locker, dropping one book on the floor out of my haste.

“The game might be starting any minute from now!” I hurried.

“You dropped your Social Studies book!” she called.

“Place it inside your locker first!” I continued running away without looking back. I didn’t care that I bumped into random people, and they reprimanded me to slow down. I reached the field where they were playing soccer just in time.

I didn’t want to be seen by Greg or Corey because of their twisted minds that might draw conclusions of my secret obsession with Stephen. I can hide underneath the wooden bleachers, so I crept beneath it. I gasped when I saw someone got there first.

“Elaine!” I almost screamed, but I still kept my voice down. “Why are you here hiding like you’re spying on someone?” I added.

“And why are you here too?”

“You know why. Stephen’s here.” I gave her a look.