“Hey, princess,” he said, stepping in front of her, his heartbreaker but you will love every moment of it smug smile in place.
“Don’t call me that sexist crap.”she felt an elbow in her ribs. “Ow, that hurt,” she glared at April, rubbing her sides “What was that for?” “Be nice!”April hissed “Hey West, great game last weekend. Thanks for the free ticket. Those punks thought they could beat us, but you Wolves sent them bleeding.” “What’s up April?” he grinned at her. “Yep I was pretty amazing, You fans should take a bit of credit for hyping us up” Skylar rolled her eyes finding an ounce of humility is in this mother fucker’s bone was like discovering a lush garden on Mercury “Wait you guys know each other?” she asked, looking between them. April glanced at her phone, the device suddenly becoming the most interesting thing in the room. “Jeez, Sky, Chris still isn't here, I need to call him to make sure he fed Marlow” “Marlow?” “My gold fish,” she explained to them with a straight face. “You don't have a pet fi–” "Bye, guys,” She sang out as she hurried away, “have fun” That sneaky bitch "Now I get why she wouldn't stop nagging me. You told her to drag me here didn't you." “I didn't tell her to drag you here, only suggested she convince you to come” “Is there a difference?” Before he could respond there was a waft of perfume the exotic scent her father's gold digging bimbo Alexie would bathe in. “Babe, who is this?” a girl came up to him, wrapping one hand around his biceps and used the other to pull him down for a kiss he didn't ask for her glossy lips pressing against his. Skylar knew her the famous Olivia Moore, who had a nasty streak of dating only NFL bound athletes. “Liv, not now.” Removing his lips, he gently pried her hands from his arm. “Babe, I wanna dance” she pouted her fillers injected plump lips. “come on..I love this song” Skylar snorted Olivia whipped her head towards her “You got something to say?” she asked her tone coated with enough venom to take out seven grilly bears. “Knock off the attention digging, it's humiliating” If the dagger Olivia eyes were shooting could kill April would be dead burnt alive on a stake “You've got a mouth on you, huh, well thanks for chatting with my boyfriend, you can fuck off now?” “This is embarrassing, you're proving the stereotypical insecure dumb college whore whose existence revolves round athletes personality is still alive.” “Whatever nerd, go mingle with other losers, the ones your pathetic shemale brother’s splattered brains will approve of” Who the hell did this bitch think she was, mocking her brother's suicide, the death that ripped out the sunshine from her soul leaving her empty, her veins pumped with raw anger, April saw red she didn't remember lifting her hands, but she felt pure satisfaction when it connected with her flesh, the smack sound of the slap deafening silencing nearby laughter. “Don't you fucking dare make fun of Jack” She yelled voice breaking, chest heaving Olivia hands flew to her cheeks for a moment she was stunned and lunged at her with fury, west intervening wrapping his arms tightly around her holding her back from attacking. “Olivia people are recording” her bestie whispered to calm her down. “I don't give a damn” she shrinked fighting Liam's hold. Skylar, wanting no part of this juicy Kpop drama, she left a cussing Olivia in her wake. “Yeah you better run bitch” Olivia threatened angrily. “Liv, what the hell was that silly stunt? I'm not you boyfriend we ain't fucking why would you imply that. She yanked herself free and stared at him “You are picking her? Her? Over me? How are you okay that am gone? I thought, you would crawl back to me. “ Man, you are a crazy, How the hell do you expect me to side with you? You ridiculed her brother's death” “You gonna choose a nobody over me” “Get over yourself Olivia, you are not a gift to men from celestial. I would choose anybody is less likely to stab me in my sleep because of they think I'm cheating” He followed her to the “VIP section” where a pills happy April was giving Chris a lap dance in a thong and bra her pink mesh dress missing “Sky” “I won't get a mugshot because of you” "Hey sorry, I didn't plan for Olivia to say that” “Back off, you're are unnecessary trouble west, I dont need more theatrics in my life trust me i got enough going on for me.”“Hey, princess,” he said, stepping in front of her, his heartbreaker but you will love every moment of it smug smile in place. “Don’t call me that sexist crap.”she felt an elbow in her ribs. “Ow, that hurt,” she glared at April, rubbing her sides “What was that for?” “Be nice!”April hissed “Hey West, great game last weekend. Thanks for the free ticket. Those punks thought they could beat us, but you Wolves sent them bleeding.” “What’s up April?” he grinned at her. “Yep I was pretty amazing, You fans should take a bit of credit for hyping us up” Skylar rolled her eyes finding an ounce of humility is in this mother fucker’s bone was like discovering a lush garden on Mercury “Wait you guys know each other?” she asked, looking between them. April glanced at her phone, the device suddenly becoming the most interesting thing in the room. “Jeez, Sky, Chris still isn't here, I need to call him to make sure he fed Marlow” “Marlow?” “My gold fish,” she explained to them with a straight
In front of the mirror, her brunette waves framed her rosy cheeks, brown smokey eyes, and red lips makeup. An emerald midi dress with a thigh slit, made of silky material, accentuated her hourglass body, and glistening gold hoop earrings sealed the look. April lets out a gasp from the doorway. “Oh. My. Gosh.” “What?” She turned to face her “You went for bougie. I love it, it's different. Westbrook will chase that ass all night once he sees you.” “All this glam isn't for him. There might be someone with actual substance there” “Uh uh, wait, heels.” April picked a pair of gold d’Orsay pumps from the heap of shoes on the floor and shoved them at her. “Put these on.” Slipping them on, she was handed a small gold clutch. “Here, carry this. It looks much better on you.” “Can this fit my phone, lipgloss and credit cards?” “Yep. Condoms and if you are feeling a little freaky, lube too,” she said with a mischievous grin. Skylar made a face. “I will never smash a weirdo at a party.”
Coach raised a finger, signaling him to wait a moment as he finished a call. Liam's eyes strayed to the wooden framed picture on the desk of his wife and two kids smiling in a cozy christmas photo. He had grown up idolizing coach, who had become both a mentor and role model. This office was a place where dreams were made. Finally, he hung up the phone and gestured to the chair. “Liam, I wanted to talk to you about your performance today. You showed some excellent ability out there, but you seemed distracted.” Coach leaned forward, studying him. “What is it, son?” “Nothing, Coach. Just some tough classes,” he lied. “Do you need a tutor? I can assign you the best from the college tutoring program.” “You don’t have to do that. I’ve drawn up a study plan to improve my grades. If that doesn’t work, then we’ll talk about the program.” “Alright. Just know I believe in you, you have the potential to make it big in the league. Don’t waste this opportunity.” “Thanks, Coach,” he said.
He observed her, undisturbed by her threat. She was flipping through pages in a blue sweater, black pleated skirt, and stilettos ensemble. “If you're lonely and need someone to warm your sheets, I’m sure you have plenty of options,” she said dryly. “Dating apps, perhaps?” “What price do I have to pay to have you?” “Wow! Are you serious? I’m not a commodity you can acquire. You want the truth? I’m really not playing hard to get. I need someone who is smart, passionate about philanthropy, ambitious and a beast in bed wouldn’t hurt either.” He perked up at that, not to brag or anything, but he was pretty skilled in that department. “Well... two out of four’s not bad.” “Do you really think every girl here wants you?” He grinned. “I mean, history says–” She cut him off. “Then let history keep you cozy at night. Your socials, full of clichés, proudly depicts how vain you are. “Wait, you looked me up?” he questioned, not even bothered by the dig. “To see what the hype was
Ending the call, Liam strolled to his car. Ignoring the questioning gazes directed at him, he slammed the door shut. He had never been this frustrated. Usually, all it took was a flash of his smile, a few charming lines, and their panties would practically drop faster than you could say “watermelon”. But today, he had been left benched. Skylar. The name was now stuck in his mind. Speeding off, he was sure of one thing about himself: he didn’t know how to give up. April’s non stop chatter about Liam filled the car ride home, each topic revealing a new fun fact. “Do you know he shattered Jack Miles’ long standing college record of most rushing touchdowns by a quarterback ? I mean, I’d leave Chris in a heartbeat if he came on to me like that.” She had zoned out minutes ago, propping her head against the window, struggling to fall asleep. “Hellooo, Earth to Sky,” she murmured. Skylar opened her eyes, rubbing her temple. “Yeah, I get it. He’s a football star and has a lot of girls thr
“I’m pretty sure that extremely cheesy line must have worked on others, but as hard as this must be for you to believe, you’re not exactly my type," she responded, walking away, disappearing into the crowd. He blinked in shock, did that actually happen. The last time someone had rejected him was in middle school, when he was still the pimply faced kid with no swagger or charisma. Now girls flocked to him clinging, begging, giggling at his silly jokes. They didn’t walk away like he was some random dude. Not her, she looked him dead in the eyes, delivered that little stinging parting shot, and left him there. He spotted her by the pool, standing with a skinny ginger, looking like she’d rather be anywhere but here. She wasn’t screaming to be seen. Liam weaving through the crowd, ignored the hands reaching for him, the girls calling his name. He stopped next to her, smirking. “You walk out of every conversation, or just the one with me?” “The ones that aren’t worth my time.” “O