Chapter 3: Gym room Misunderstandings

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A N A Ï S

The next day I woke up by Judy knocking on my door extremely loud multiple times.

"Ana! Are you up? Are you dead? Why didn't you come down for breakfast today?" Judy says from the other side of the closed bedroom door.

I groan and rub my eyes before I turn to pick up my phone. I look at the time on my phone and my heart skips a beat. It was currently 10am. On a Thursday. I. Am. Still. In. Bed...Fuck.

"Shit Shit Shit Shit," I grumble before I throw my covers off my body. The cool air from the AC greets my body and wraps around me, causing me to get goosebumps.

"I'm up! I slept in!" I yell so Judy knows I was up. I hear her laugh before her footsteps fade away down the hallway.

I walk to my attached bathroom and wash my face and brush my teeth. I stare at the mirror questioning myself.

Should I really go to school today? I mean...I already have missed two classes today. But again, I want to graduate and I've missed school multiple times before and I need to graduate with 90% attendance. Ugh, whatever, I'll go.

I changed into some simple sweats and a simple white top. I run down the stairs and bid Judy goodbye before slamming the front door shut.

Why didn't Cohen bother waking me up? And why the hell didn't my alarm ring?

I got into my car and turned on the engine. I peel off my driveway and speed to school. I was now going to be late for gym.

Isn't it just my luck that I have gym right now. Great.

I run into the school and down the hallway to the locker room to change into my clothes. I changed into some shorts and a lose top before I speed walked to the gym room. I pushed open the door and I saw a few people including the coach gathered near, talking. Some of the seniors were here too, they were doing weight training.

I reach where my class was and stood in the back so the teacher wouldn't notice that I came in right now.

"Miss Valencia" the teacher calls out my name, peoples heads snap to where I was and I felt a blush creep up my face.

"You're late. And you know how I don't like when my students are late to my class. I need to talk to you after class" He states, I could see his cold gaze on my face.

He's definitely mad at me.

I nod my head at him and he turns back to giving instructions. We all then start our 4 laps around the gym for warm-up.

Ugh.

***

Gym was finally over, everyone was leaving the gym room including the football team. All of them were shirtless might I add. Most of them were pretty hot.

"Anaïs. You should already know that I don't like when my students are late for my class, and usually when they are late I give them a detention." He crosses his arms over his chest.

" I'm truly very sorry for coming in late. I'm not going to lie and come up with an excuse. I slept in. Can you please not give me a detention? I'll do anything" I practically beg. Detentions are boring.

"Alright, since you're being honest with me I'll let it slide, but don't do it again. Understood? But you do have to take the cones to the equipment room." He states before walking out of the gym room.

That's better than a detention, I guess.

I pick up all the cones and stack them up before I head to the equipment room to put them in. I walk out of the room and I went to pick up my gym bag and my water bottle, the gym was completely empty by now . I turn around and I was met chest to face with none other than Dante the dickhead.

I seem to call him that a lot. Maybe that can be his new nickname.

"Fuck off" I say before he could open his fat mouth.

"Jeez. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed" Dante rolls his eyes and crosses his sculpted arms over his chest. He was now changed back into his normal clothes, which was just a hoodie and jeans, His shoelaces were as usual untied...cause he doesn't know how to tie them.

huh, what a loser.

"I actually did wake up on the wrong side of the bed...two and a half hours late for school" I grumble.

"Oh, and your shoelaces aren't tied" I hold back a laugh, knowing fully well he doesn't know how to tie them.

I saw his cheeks become a light shade of pink before he shakes his head and looks down at his shoes.

"Uh--Do you mind tying them for me" He looks up, his wavy hair kind of covering his eyes.

"Yeah...no thanks," I fake a smile before I turn to leave the gym room.

"Can you please just tie my shoelaces Anaïs?" He gives me a sweet smile.

"You seriously need to learn how to tie it yourself, for fucks sake Dante" I grumble placing my bag down on the floor before bending down, tying his shoelace.

I noticed him rolling his eyes at me. I move my hair out of the way and stand up, but my hair gets stuck in his pants zipper. While I was getting up.

"Ow!" I yelp and try to pull my hair away from his zipper, my face was directly facing his crotch, which I may add was very embarrassing. I heard footsteps coming from near the entrance of the gym.

"Jesus Christ!" a random guy yells when he sees me and Dante before turning and leaving the room while laughing. The boy was looking down at his phone in excitement then turned to look at us again before laughing and running off. Dante was snickered while trying to remove my hair from his zipper. Dante's back was facing the guy.

"It's not what you think, it's a misunderstanding!" I try and reason but the boy already left, my face heating up with embarrassment.

Shit. Dante them removed my hair from his zipper and I instantly stood up, glaring at him.

"It's not funny dickhead. Move." I shove past him and walk out the gym. That other guy just had to come in at that moment didn't he?

I quickly changed back out of my gym shorts and shirt into my normal clothes before I hurriedly went for my next class.

life is honestly a piece of shit.

***

I walked into the cafeteria and the first thing I saw was Evelyn, she looked at me for a second before she rolled her eyes and gestured for me to come to her. I look at her in confusion before I walked up to the line she was standing at for her food. She looked at me disappointingly before she shoved her phone into my face. I look down at what she wanted to show me before my eyes widen in horror.

"What the fuck am I looking at?" I quietly question, my eyes glued to the phone in disgust, horror, and shock. The son of a bitch from the gym room who walked in on me tying Dante's shoe lace took a video of us that makes it look like I was giving him a blowjob. What the fuck? This dude then has the audacity to send it to people? What is he gaining from spreading fake rumors like this?

"I don't know Anaïs, what are you looking at? I thought you weren't like those other girls who throw themselves at that douche bag? do you not have an ounce of self respect for yourself? How long have you been hiding this from me?" Evelyn states crossing her arms over her chest.

"No no no no, It's not what you think it is, He just wanted help with his--" I start off but I was cut short by none other than Ian the scumbag, he doesn't seem to get the hint that I want nothing to do with him and that we were over almost four months ago.

"You were a whore after all huh? I knew it from the beginning, I don't even know why I dated you when I knew you were a slut. How long have you been sleeping with Dante for? You broke up with me because you felt guilty for cheating on me. So you made me look like the bad guy and make it look like I was the one cheating. You can go and fuck yourself Anaïs--" Ian raises his voice, did this dick just call me a slut? Oh hell naw.

Before I could even stop myself, my hand came in contact with his cheek with a slap. I was mad, super mad.

"What the fuck did you just call me? You can call me any other name you want, but don't ever call me a slut or a whore. Ever. I never cheated on you Ian, I never thought about cheating on you, because I'm not that type of person, How the fuck do you not feel bad for lying and accusing me of cheating when you were the one who went and slept with that girl during the party? you weren't even drunk. And even if you were, that shouldn't give you the excuse to cheat on me. I never slept with Dante, and I never will sleep with him. I don't like that dude and you know I don't like him, I was tying his shoelace and my hair got stuck in his zipper. And even if I did sleep with him, it's none of your fucking business, we aren't together anymore . I can do whatever the fuck I want. You don't own me. Fuck off" I grit out

"Whatever. You suck in bed anyways" Ian rolls his eyes and storms off. I roll my eyes at his childish comment before I turn to look at Evelyn once again, this time she looked guilty.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have jumped into conclusions about that. So you didn't actually sleep with him did you?" Evelyn says, she then rests her hand on my arm. The line moves forward and the lunch lady calls out for Evelyn to hurry up.

We both got our food and we opened the cafeteria doors so we could go sit under the tree we usually sit at but we bumped into Dante.

"Anaïs, we have a problem. That stupid kid took a video of us and it looks like you're give me head--" Dante hurries, he looked scared. Why? I do not know.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU DANTE? I THOUGHT I ALREADY TOLD YOU THAT MY SISTER IS OFF LIMITS" Cohen roars pushing Dante to the ground and landing a punch on his face.

Shit.

Cohen was not repeatedly trying to punch Dante but Dante kept blocking his punches, making Cohen more annoyed and angry. I hurriedly try pull Cohen off Dante but it wasn't really working, I don't want him to be seen by any teachers.

"Cohen! stop it!" I yell and tug on his shoulder and hard as I could. He soon hears me and looks at me with a pissed of expression.

"I'm mad at you too Anaïs. I thought you never liked this dude. What the fuck man?" Cohen hisses before pushing past me and walking away.

I look down at Dante and he had a bruise forming on his cheek and his nose was bleeding. It probably explains why he was so scared before, it's cause Cohen was mad.

"Now he's mad at you and me. Great job Dante, this is all your fault. Just cause you don't know how to fucking tie your own goddamn shoelace." I grit out before I pull on Evelyn's hand and we both walk away to eat lunch.

I was mad.

Mad at that stupid boy who took the video of Dante and I, I was mad at Dante for not knowing how to tie his own shoelace, and I was mad at Cohen for not listening to me.

Cohen rarely gets this mad at anyone, It's only when his anger is out of control, which is very rare. The only time he ever got this mad was when a dude in school tried smacking my ass in the hallways and Cohen saw it, he broke the dudes nose. So now my only concern is whether his friendship with Dante would be ruined.

This is so fucking stupid.

Life is a piece of shit, man.

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