Sidelined: The Qb And Me Characters Novelas e Histórias

Jordan Let the whole fucking world go still. The yard duty can rot for all I care. Right now, there’s only one person in this goddamn prison who matters—and he’s leaning against the wall. He’s whining, and he’s on the edge, waiting for a release that only I can give. Quincy Laurent. My cellie. My problem. My bicurious obsession. Yeah, I said it. He’s the chaos that crawled under my skin, the kind that makes my every breath a little rougher. I’m happy he didn’t too long to find his way right back into my arms.

“That was nice. I hope you keep scoring so I can do it again.” “Smartass,” I tell him. “Congratulations, number nine.” I did it. Several players offer praise. I look down the sideline at Aiden. He gives a quick smile and a thumbs up. Kelson takes over as QB and Seattle scores again in the second quarter but we don’t.

My anxiety was free as she got closer, my mind was utterly indecisive, unsure of whether I could keep hiding away or give Kiara the support she needed. “Oh Kiara…”My stomach twisted as I took another step forward, and then another, I moved past the cluster, thinking too loudly to keep any whisper or comment away from my ear. I retraced my gaze back to Kiara, and I was too late,she was barely two steps away from Aiden. In the blink of an eye, two tall bimbo looking girls stopped before Kiara, blocking her path. My heart swelled in my chest as I struggled to move closer, Aidden was disappearing further into the crowd, while the girls remained in Kiara's part.

I'm his girlfriend? Ian climbs on my side. "Yeah, Sidney," he says menacingly, "stop being mean. I don't think we can be together, especially with you acting so jealously like this." Sidney gasps with his many followers, and we can see why. Ian is one of Sidney's strengths. Some of his popularity points. Ian is the quarterback of the soccer team, and that guy is usually reserved for the best looking or most popular girl in school. It is at this point that Sidney must realize that his throne has been usurped.

He was right. The rest of the day was a blur of misery. Lunch at the football table was a masterclass in exclusion. The cheerleaders, led by Charlotte, ignored me completely, talking over my head like I was a piece of furniture Atlas had bought. Atlas spent the entire time with his arm draped over my shoulder, using me as a prop while he held court with his teammates. "So, Friday night," one of the linemen said, spraying crumbs. "We hitting the club? Or are you tied down now, boss?"

I think I could count like five guys and four girls. " let me guess, Cole is there " I said and rolled my eyes.. " yep.. Don't rush me.. " she almost yelled at me . " so first of all is Shawn Adrian Wilson , the quarter back of the school, he is the one sitting at the edge holding a book " she said and I looked at him, I could only see his beautiful black wavy hair and nothing more as his eyes was bent on the book. " he hasn't had a girlfriend before and he is the gentle one in the group, isn't he cute? " she said and I couldn't agree more, he was dreamy ... " next to him is Curt Randy Bells, he is the one with the brains and he is a slight player, the girl sitting on his laps is Tasha A

“And a killer Uno on special teams doesn’t hurt, either.” Trisha, still on crutches, gave a short motivational speech to the crowd. “I’ve been knocked down more times than I can count. But every time, I get back up because of my teammates and because of you—the fans who believe in us. Don’t let anyone tell you what you can’t do.” Travis and Mia were surprised by how many kids wanted their autographs. One boy handed Travis a football and said, “You’re my favorite quarterback now.” Mia was mobbed by girls asking for tips on tackling and reading offenses.

“The team is working hard to continue our good luck this year, and without them, I wouldn’t be here. We’ve been incredibly fortunate.” “What is the current relationship status for our favorite young quarterback?” the second reporter asks. She pulls a piece of paper from her blazer. “Does this have anything to do with the singer from the podcast, Ophelia Lane?” I hold back a grunt. “She’s insanely talented. You should all check out her music; it’s great.”

Sophie heard almost the same roar for Charlie that they did for Casper and she realized that must be another football player. "Now, the special entry we've been waiting for. Miss Sophie Ortiz, daughter of Ariel Ortiz formally known for years as Ariel Winters. Escorted by her boyfriend Mason Brady." Sophie felt the knot in her stomach intensify as she makes her way to the staircase walking down slowly, her heart halts and she feels like panicking as she realizes the worst thing ever. Mason's not here; He promised he'd escort her and he's nowhere to be found. She felt like she was gonna faint from her anxiety spiking up, she was let down once again by the man she so desperately wanted to try t