All Chapters of Play it Straight : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

PHOENIX’S POVIt’s official. My twin brother was crazy! All that time our mother said he needed therapy and we ignored her! If she was here today, I’d have apologized for yelling at her whenever she suggested that.I blinked back at Jackson who was staring at me as well, waiting for me to respond. How could I calmly let him know that he was crazier than a person who was locked up?“Jackson, I don’t think you understand what you said to me so I’m going to say this again; you go to an all-boy’s academy! I can’t go there cause I am female.” I said it slowly like you would when talking to a child. His smile did not for once fade away.“I know that. You’ll come with me. It’ll be fun.”“I can’t go to an all-boys’ school.”For some very weird and disturbing reason, he found my rejection offensive. That was the first time I was seeing him frown in a long time.“Why are you so negative, Phee? What’s all this ‘I can’t’ nonsense? Sure you can! Remember in tenth grade when you said you couldn’t j

PHOENIX’S POVI held my breath and waited for him to expose me.“Phoenix Jameson?” the voice called again. I realized then that the person in front of me wasn’t the one who had called me. His mouth hadn’t moved the whole time he was ogling me.Looking over his shoulder, I saw a middle-aged man with slightly graying hair smiling at me, his right hand being waved back and forth as he tried to get my attention. I looked at the guy in front of me and I saw that he had relaxed a bit, as if he finally understood something that was very confusing before.“You’re Jackson’s brother.” It was more of a statement than a question even though I could tell he still wasn’t so sure about me being Jackson’s ‘brother.’ His voice was even better than it was over the phone and I wondered if I spoke to him, he’d recognize me immediately.“I am so happy to see you here,” the older man said. He grabbed my hand and shook it firmly and I did my very best to not wince at how firm the handshake was.“I’m Prof. M

PHOENIX’S POVOn the first day of class, everyone seemed to love me, even the so-called academics who claimed that people in the sports community and those associated with them should be treated with disdain. We – as in the artsy guys – had our first lesson with the guys from the top floor – the academics AKA The Caffeine Council like the sports guys liked to call them – and they even let me sit in their midst which was actually a big deal! I met this cute guy named Roger who only spoke in quadratic equations. At least that’s what it sounded like when I asked what he was having for lunch and if he wanted to eat with me.They may have been divided by their main area of study, but they were all united in their declaration that I looked like Jackson, but a lot more like Felix from Stray Kids which was a little weird because Jackson looked nothing like Felix and we both had almost the same face.Sweet, beautiful Miles was still a little upset about my wanting to leave, but he was determin

PHOENIX’S POV“You look different,” Zeke stated as soon as I sat down on our table. He was frowning slightly, tying to figure out what was new about me.“He showered,” Miles said proudly. When he came back last night and didn’t see me, he started to freak out, thinking that I’d been caught. He called me thirty-six times before finally deciding that he’d stay up instead since he couldn’t go out again because of ARCHIE. When I strolled back in wearing Justice’s clothes, smiling like I had won the lottery and smelling like I just came from a scent shop, he sighed in relief, hopped on his bed and was fast asleep before I could even tell him what happened. He heard the full gist this morning when he woke up. Words could not describe how pleased he was about me not stinking up the whole place anymore.“Really? What happened to your allergy?”A smile instantly appeared on my face at the thought of Justice. “A very sweet soul gave me his antihistamine.”“I didn’t know there was someone with a

PHOENIX’S POV“Okay, so I asked around and the person you need to impress today is Cristopher, not Justice.”Zeke was pulling stuff out of the duffel bag that he brought with him. He had packed a bottle of water, a towel, protein bars and fresh set of clothes. One would think that he got all that for me to use after tryouts, but they were actually for him. He claimed that being near these many athletic guys would make him lose his cool and he’d need to be hydrated to continuing functioning like a normal human being.“By ‘asked around’ you mean you flirted with someone on the team,” Miles stated and Zeke replied with a cheeky grin.“Zeke, not to sound like the most righteous amongst us, but don’t you have a girlfriend? You’ve been flirting around lately.”Zeke’s face contorted into a frown while Marlow and Miles smiled. Something happened, and they knew about it while I didn’t.“Zeke?” I probed. “Did you break up with your girlfriend?”“As a matter of fact, he did.’ There was a smugness