Saying yes was stupid right? I mean, it was only last night that I saw him making out with some random girl at the party. Plus he brought his 10 year old sister to a high school party, and then left her! He seemed so upset with himself, but I still don’t understand why...He- He is an irresponsible distraction that I do not need, and yet...I can't stop myself from thinking about him.
I reach the wall in good time, and I come up gasping for air. However, I know that wasn't my best. I reluctantly turn my attention up. My coach stands above me. His face is concerned yet stern.
“Something wrong Kestner?” He scribbles something down on his clipboard. “You seem distracted. You’re off by a good 3 seconds, and we can’t have that.” I rip off my goggles draining the water that had collected inside.
“Sorry Coach. I was just thinking about some stupid stuff.” I looked back up at my Coach waiting for the lecture that was sure to ensue, but Coach simply clicked his pen shut and started walking off. “Coach?”
“Take the rest of the day off Kestner. I won't deal with distracted. You damn kids work to hard these days.” It wasn’t the cursing that caught me off guard, (Coach did that all the time) but it was the fact that he was so nonchalant about it. I slightly smile, and pull myself up out of the pool. I grab my towel to dry off, and I check my phone expecting some kind of text from Noah.
Ever since the party last night he has been checking up on me every other hour. He even gave me some stupid lecture about how I can’t do things like that because of what happened last year. Look, I get I may have freaked out just a little, (flashback to me punching some guy in the nose then running out of the party into a rain shower to walk 6 miles towards home) but that doesn’t mean that he needs to be the overprotective brother. What happened last year is not his problem, and he needs to leave me alone.
Instead of a text from Noah though, it's a text from Steph…
Hey, are we still up for pizza?
Oh yeah, 6 right?
Yeah
Alright. I’ll see you soon.
I checked my phone, and noticed the time was 5:30. Great, I would be going to pizza smelling like chlorine with wet hair. I rush into the locker room, and I attempt to get the chlorine smell out of my hair with the cheap shampoo my mom bought me at Walgreens. Vanilla Bean. After drying off, pulling my hair up into a braid, and putting on a pair of dry clothes I stop by coaches office. He’s working on the computer, and a thought crosses my mind. Why spend his sunday here? Doesn’t he have family, or hobbies he’d rather be spending time with? I push the thoughts away. It's none of my business.
“Hey coach, I am heading out. Sorry about today. I promise tomorrow will be better.” He didn’t look up from his computer.
“Excited for the first day back tomorrow?”
“Eh- you could say that.” He laughs, and looks up.
“Goodnight Brooke. Go get some sleep.” He says.
“Thanks coach.” I smile.
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It's 6:10 by the time I reach Stephs house. I pick up my phone to send him a text, but he is already on his way out of the house with Pedra by his side. She’s smiling, but you can still tell something is wrong. He says something quietly to her, and she laughs. She says something back, and his face slightly turns red. I wave through the windshield, and Steph smiles. I roll down the window.
“Hey guys.”
“10 minutes. I didn’t think you’d ever sh-sh-show.” He says smiling.
“Really? Dont tell me you’re one of those girls?” I say jokingly. He laughs as he opens the door for Pedra.
“Milady.” He says confidently in a terrible british accent. She giggles. I dont know what happened to them, but things appeared to be better. I hope… Steph closed her door, and ran over to the passenger seat.
“Alright. You guys got to tell me where the pizza is good. I’m still sort of new to the area, and my brother and I haven’t been able to find that perfect Seattle Pizza yet.”
“Bartolo’s!” Pedra said excitedly. “It’s definitely the best! Plus they’ve got cool arcade games!”
“It’s basically the clean, hole in the wall, version of Chuck e Cheese with really amazing pizza.” Steph clarified.
“Sounds great! I’ve been looking for a reason to use all these quarters.” I pull a bag out from under my seat that contains my lovely savings of quarters. Pedra’s eyes go wide.
“Nice. Let's go.” Steph says smiling.
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