ELLA'S POV Uh oh, I totally busted Mr. Matthews with that ripped page from my textbook! My heart was racing like crazy as I stared at him, waiting for an explanation. He looked so flustered and caught off guard.I felt a little bad for putting him on the spot like that, but my curiosity was burning too intensely to just let it go. Who was he arguing with in there? And why in the world would he tear a page out of my book?"Oh, I...I can explain that, Ella," Mr. Matthews said quickly, looking flustered as he glanced down at the crumpled page still in his hand. I studied his expression carefully, butterflies fluttering in my tummy. Something just didn't seem quite right here. Mr. Matthews must have sensed my skepticism because he cleared his throat and continued. "You see, earlier Ryan had asked me to take a look at this particular lesson. Said he was having some trouble understanding the concepts."He gave me what I'm sure he thought was a reassuring smile, but I couldn't shake the n
ELLA'S POV We stayed there like that for what felt like forever, just staring into each other's eyes. My heart was doing all sorts of crazy flips and somersaults in my chest.But then I heard the sound of voices and footsteps getting closer. Oh no, the boys were coming! "Quick, help me hide!" I whispered urgently to Trent.He didn't hesitate for a second. Trent grabbed my hand and pulled me along behind him as he dashed over to a nearby supply closet. We managed to squeeze inside just as the door to the locker room burst open and the whole basketball team came pouring in.I found myself pressed up against Trent in the cramped little space, our bodies fitting together like two puzzle pieces. It was so tight in there, I could feel every rise and fall of his chest against mine. "Well, this is awkward," I said with a nervous little giggle, trying to break the tension. "It's a bit snug in here, huh?"But Trent wasn't laughing. He was looking down at me with this insanely intense express
TRENT'S POV Lucinda dragged me away, leaving a shocked Ella behind in the boys' locker room. My heart ached seeing the hurt and confusion written all over her beautiful face. Once we were out of earshot, I finally snapped. Shoving Lucinda away from me, I rounded on her with a fierce glare. "You need to stop all this rubbish right now, Lucinda! I mean it!"She had the audacity to pout at me, batting her lashes. "Aww, and here I was thinking you were enjoying this little arrangement of ours, Trent."I scoffed in disbelief, hands balling into fists at my sides. Was she freaking kidding me right now? "You're the only one enjoying any of this, not me!" I bit out through clenched teeth. "Just let us be already. Ella and I are none of your damn business!"Lucinda smirked, taking a step closer to me. "Oh sweetie, that's where you're wrong. You made that girl my business when you chose her over me."My jaw tightened as I stared her down, refusing to back away. "Get it through your head - no
TRENT'S POV It was exam period, which meant my days were spent shuffling between classrooms trying not to stress too much over all the tests. As if regular school wasn't hard enough! This morning, I drove myself to campus, pulling into a parking spot near the athletic fields like I always did. Stepping out of my car, I was immediately struck by the odd looks and whispers coming my way from clusters of students lingering. Normally I'm used to getting checked out by admiring eyes, but even some of the guys were staring at me really strangely today. What's their deal? Did I accidentally put my shirt on backwards or something?Shrugging it off, I headed towards the basketball courts where Coach had scheduled an early morning practice. As team captain, it was my duty to make sure I arrived first to get everything set up properly. The cool morning air drifted across my skin as I strolled onto the court, feeling the familiar grip of the ball's. God, I just loved this game so much. It w
ELLA'S POV I arrived late at school today after staying up almost the whole night looking for my phone. Ugh, where could that pesky little thing be?It wasn't like me to be so careless and misplace something so important.Digging through my mind, I tried to retrace my steps and recall the last time I actually had my phone in my hands. Let's see...I definitely remembered holding it while hanging out on the basketball court yesterday. That much I was certain of.And then I went into the boys' locker room to rinse my eyes out after that football smacked me in the face. My cheeks flushed slightly as I replayed the memory of Trent finding me there and us getting all...close and flustered around each other.But that was when things got a little fuzzy. I'm pretty sure I still had my phone after that, at least until Damien showed up. Maybe if I could just track him down, he might know where I could have put it down?My heart sank a little at the thought of my poor phone being abandoned and
ELLA'S POV "Ella,""Wake up sweetheart." I could hear my mom's voice pierce through my cozy cocoon of sleep like an annoying alarm clock. I groaned, burying my face deeper into my pillow. Monday mornings are the worst especially when they mark the beginning of senior year. Who needs seniorities when you can have a few extra minutes of sweet, sweet slumber. My mom's footsteps drew nearer and the floor creaked slightly as she swung my room door open. "Seriously, Ella! Don't make me pull out the big guns. It's the first day of senior year and you don't want to get scolded for being late."I reluctantly dragged myself out of bed and gave my mom a halfhearted glare. "Fine, fine. But no big guns, please. I'm not emotionally prepared for that on a Monday morning." But of course, my mom had that mischievous smile plastered on her face, and I knew instantly that she was up to something."Oh Ella, you asked for this" Ugh, not today mum! She placed her hands on her hips and began swaying th
ELLA'S POV"What the hell!"I groaned in pain as I hit the cold floor, my knees stinging so hard from the impact.Slowly lifting my face up, I hoped to see a concerned face but instead my eyes was met with the smirking face of Trent, my enemy with his messy dark hair and green eyes. His tall and muscular frame towered over me, making me feel even smaller and insignificant."Fucking watch where you are going, loser!" Trent scoffed, blowing his hair out of his face." Or are you busy daydreaming about your next sex with your pathetic little boyfriend."I shot him a death glare and rose to my feet, brushing off the dirts off my jeans. He always know how to push my buttons. Just because I'm dating the all popular Damien doesn't mean I'm fucking him. He can't just assume things in my relationship."For your information, my personal life is none of your business. Maybe you should focus on your failures instead of trying to pry into my sweet life. A life you will never have." I blurted out,
ELLA’S POV“Ow! What was that for?” I yelled, rubbing the back of my head where it had cracked against the linoleum floor. The whole classroom laughed except Susan of course who was fuming as I struggled to detangle myself from the upended chair. “Quiet down class, quiet.” Mrs kings yelled, her voice almost breaking. “There’s been more than enough excitement already.”The laughter died down as she turned to face trent who was failing miserably to look innocent with that insufferable smile on his face.“Trent, did you just trip Ella out of her seat?” I could tell Mrs kings was already tired of his nonsense – she only addressed him by his first name when she was fed up. I looked up at trent from my spot on the floor and I knew he would never admit it.Trent leaned back casually in his seat, running a hand through his hair. “Of course not, Ella just had a little accident.” He flashed an annoying grin. “Or maybe she’s just falling for me.”A few snickers arose from the back row where h