A Whisper Of Love
t my version is the worst scratch that, horrible version of the movie. I'm basically putting on black on black, a black high waist trouser and cro
t's hot and I'm sweating still yet I have to avoid Him at all cost after last night episode. I'm so embarrassed. I wonder what he'll t
e popular IN THE W
did I have to listen to Bailey? Oh my! What if he told his teammates and his teammates makes fun of me and tell the whole school and then
?" The English teacher an
ma'
eck. Ugh, that's going to hurt later. Before the class was over, I ran out bumping into the head cheerleader Kim and her band of misfits who scowled at me. Thi
ad ache more. I kept rubbing my temples
understand that. Right?" Looking at my face in the mirror, I groan not liking the flushed color. Tur
ale door looking to my left and my right. "Phew, coast clear." Quickl
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atches mine. "Been looking all over for you. And what's with the black today? Someone died?" She raise her index signaling me to give her a minute. Yeah,
breathe but still looking at me with a worried expression. I contemplated
st. "Austin caught me snooping at him last ni
her hands, eyes wide and I would ha
out how to explain myself and apologize to him that I'm not a creep or som
wiggled her fingers find
Move!!!" Our head turns to the teacher having an aggravated look. Sh
he whispers as we ran to meet up. I shake my
y whole body hurts." She groans loudly standing in front of our locke
hand and my backpack hanging loosely on my left arm. "I'm sure you'll
towel down just as I predicted." She s
do it." I whine hanging my head low in defeat. "Come
ghs. "Well good luck with that. You are going to make me late for my favorite class now." She winks. I sigh wat
over with." I squeeze
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nt to check it out hiding behind the dark corners of the room. "Get your shit together Mahone or I
ating, coach ran his hand over his face groaning loud while Austi
ake you off the team and cancel your scholarship if you don't get your grades back up." He pauses
it coach." Austi
dropping, your teachers are worried, the school is worried, I'm worrie
y am but ..." He looks at him w
t your grades back up. Prove to me you deserve to be in my team and work fo
oach I
." Coach deep vo
in hoping he doesn't see me as he walks by. My head turns to
rship withdrawn. Years ago I admired him for not only his handsome bad boy looks but also his brains and now a
him still in that position. I won't allow him to let himself down or lose hi
electric blue looks into his green hazels and I tried not to squirm at his smold
rades back up Austin, but