AYANNA'S POV:

I leap out of Bryson's bed and start looking for my shoes. When i find them i hastily put them on and am about to leave when i just sit down and start to hypervenalate.

"Whoa! Hey! It's ok,"Bryson says and climbs out of bed. He squats beside me and rubs my back.

"Don't touch me,"I cry, but he ignores me.

"Nothing happened, i promise,"he says and i shake my head.

"I don't know that though,"I say between my tears and i feel a hint of embarrasment for crying in front of him and feel stupid because i know he will probably go and tell all his friends and the entire football team what we did and i don't even know what we did.

"You'll just have to take my word for it,"he says calmly and i glare at him.

"Why are you being so nice to me?"I snap and he smirkss.

"Calm down there, babe,"he soothes and i feel the urge to punch him.

"Don't call me that!" I yell.

"Chill,"he says and i swat his hands away from me.

"Please, just let me leave,"I say quietly and he gestures towards the door.

"No one is stopping you," he point out and i glare at him again.

"You're an a...."I begin, but he cuts me off by handing me a phone.

"Here, call Max to come and pick you up," he says.

I pick up the phone and call Max.

"What?! What in the world could be so important that you had to wake me up this freaking early?"He screams.

"Max? It's Aya,"I say and hee stops.

"Oh, i thought it was Bryson. Caller ID,"he explains.

"Can you come and pick me up?"I whisper.

"Sure thing, sweetheart. Where are you?"He asks.

"At Bryson's,"I say and he starts choking.

"You.. WHAT?!" He practically yells at the top of his lungs.

"You said you had caller ID. Why are you so surprised?"I ask.

"Well because i thought you just stole his phone and not that you spent the night there,"he screams again.

"It's your fault. Apparently you put rum in my pop and then you left me here,"I explain.

"Well... I don''t... Yeah probably, that sounds like somthing i would do,"he says finally.

"So are you coming or not?"I ask impatiantly.

"Yeah, course,"he says and hangs up.

I look over at Bryson to see him watching game film on his TV.

"Why are you doing that?"I ask.

"Well, i am captain,"he says with a smirk and just like that he is back to his jerk self.

"I realized tthat, i meant why are you doing it already? The games not for a couple days,"I say and he looks at me like i am crazy.

"It's tonight,"he says..

"What?!"I gasp.

"Yeah, our school does this great thing where we get Friday's off and yesterday was Thursday,"he says sarcastically and i scowl at him.

"Sorry..."I mutter and he rolls his eyes.

"You should be watching game film too because you're a quarterback, but oh wait... I forgot that was only on JV,"he says and my mouth drops open. What the?

"Just wait a minute..."I begin, but he shoos me out of his room and downstairs to the main door.

"You can leave anytime now, babe. I am busy with important varsity stuff,"he says and slams the door in my face.

I sit on the steps outside his house until i see Max drive up in my car.

I walk up to it and give him a questioning look.

"Why do you have my car?"I ask.

"Because you drove it here yesterday,"he says.

"So if you didn't know that i was staying at Bryson's... Why'd you take my car?"I ask him.

"I didn't. I found it parked at my place today when i went outside with a note from Maggie telling me that she had dropped it off at my house because she didn't know where you lived," he explains and i nod.

"Max, has Bryson always been a jerk?"I ask and he sighs.

"What did he do now?" he asks.

I tell him how Bryson doesn't think i am important to the team and that only varsity players are special enough to look at game film.

"That dick! I swear i will kill him or better yet, i just won't block anyone that comes to tackle his a..."he begins.

"Max! Ok, i get it, thank you, but that would basically be handing your position over to one of the other guys,"I say and pat his hand.

"It's not ok! And just because he's the captain doesn't mean i have to listen to him,"

"Yes it does,"I poit out.

"I am trying to help you here, Aya and you're not helping me at all,"

"Yes i am. I am trying to save your position,"I say.

"Fine... But i swear if he says anything like that again i am kicking him where the sun don't shine,"he says and i laugh.

"Deal,"I reply.

~~~~~

By the time the game came around i was so nervous i was sweating.

"Take a breather, Aya,"Max says as we ride to the school.

"I'm fine and it's not like i'm on varsity, so i guess i have nothing to worry about,"I say bitterly.

"Hey! No need for the attitude, ok? I'm just trying to help you,"Max replies.

"Sorry, it's just that what Bryson said earlier really got on my nerves,"I say.

"I know sweetheart, but don't let it get to you,"he says as we pull into the parking lot.

We get out of the car and head to the locker rooms. I go into the girls and quickly change out, but when i get outside i notice everyone is still in the guys locker room and that Coach is talking to them in there. I sigh and cautiously walk into the locker room.

All the guys stop paying attention to Coach and stare at me.

"Well thanks for showing up,"Coach says sarcastically.

"Sorry i'm late,"I say andd he motions for me to sit down. I find a seat next to Max and plop down.

"Don't pay attention to him, he's just nervous that the losers from the other team are going to beat us,"Max whispers and i nod.

"Now, as i was saying. I found out some of you girls were out drinking last night. I konw for a fact that you all were at the party and that it was hosted at Bryson's house. Do i have to make this clear every freaking year? No drinking while you are on my team! Got it? And just because of this little stunt you are all running tomorrow and you have no one to blame but yourselves," Coach snaps.

"But on to the main subject heree. If you even dare lose this game tonight, there will be nothing but running for the rest of the week," he continues. "And that includes JV,"

I swallow and share a look with Max. Frick...

"Do i make myself clear?" He asks and a murmmer of yes's go around.

"I said, do i make myself CLEAR?"He yell.

"Yes sir!" Everybody shouts.

"That's more like it, now Jv, get out there and make me proud," he says and we all run out of the locker room.

i look at one of the younger guys on the JV, Caleb, and see that he is just as nervous as i am.

"Is Coach always like that before games?"I ask him. He is a sophomore with light brown hair and big brown eyes.

"Yep, ever since i can remember,"he says. The younger boys aren't the ones that are the mean ones, they really could care less that i am a girl.

"Are you nervous?"I ask him. He is my left tackle and if doesn't block me i will be squashed into the ground.

"I'm good. I got your back, don't worry,"he says with a grin.

After we do the coin toss, which we lose, we head out onto the field and i look around at everyone.

"Play a Nickle defence,"I say and everyone nods in agreement.

Nickle defence is a basic defense made to stop the pass.

The other teams quarterback looks at me, and i don't know how he can tell, but he knows i'm a girl.

"Ohhh, look. they have a girl,"he says mockingly and just like that the game begins and i know i am not letting them win....

~~~~~~

We run off the field and Coach meets us in the locker room.

"Nicely done, men. Now get out there and support the varsity, except Aya and Caleb," he says and i look at him in shock...

Did i do something wrong?

"You two will be on both JV and varsity from now on,"he says and i exchange a fist bump with Caleb.

Yes! Now i can prove to the guys that i belong here and there's nothing Bryson can do about it.

We run onto the field and see everyone stretching and warming up. We run over to them and Bryson looks me up and down.

"Great, Coach has gone soft,"he sneers and Caleb smirks.

"You wish, Bryson,"he says and jogs over to his friends.

Max rushes over to me and girns.

"Nicely done! You guys deserved that win and you defffinetly deserve to be on varsity," Max says and i grin.

"Thanks Max!"

"Yeah, just watch out though. If you get put in, it's a bit scary the first time you play varsity,"he explains and i nod.

Bryson, Max, and Dj, run over to the ref and shake hands with the other guys.

As the starters head onto the field, the rest of us take a seat. They huddle up and break to positions. Bryson calls out the hike and i can tell it's Red Rabbit.

The game continues with the crowd screaming behind us. It's fourth quarter and the score is 35-13 wtih us leading. It's about mid-way through it and it's tense out there. Bryson calls hike and all of a sudden a guy slips past Max. Coach stands up and starts screaming. Bryson throws the ball and it ends up in Ryker's hands just in time for Bryson to get tackled.

Ryker sprints and is tackled, but not before he makes the touchdown. We all stand up cheering and Ryker jumps in the air with victory.

Bryson gets up and i can tell he is pissed at Max. The clock runs out and we win. We jog into the locker room and Bryson slaps Max's helmet.

"What in the... How did that guy get past you, Max?"He yells and Max rolls his shoulders.

"It just happened, ok? It does happen you know?"Max snaps.

"Well don't let it happen again or your benched,"Bryson snaps back.

"Bryson, calm down,"I say and try to pull Max away.

"Why don't you go and hang out with the less talented?!" he yells at me and i look away.

"Maybe that's why i let that guy get past..." Max says and Bryson turns on him, but Coach, thankfully, comes and intervenes.

"Children, let's just all calm down. Max i if ever EVER hear you say you let someone tackle Bryson or anybody else for that matter, i will pull you, got it? And Bryson, you're the captain, you need to show respect to all the players or i can find someone else who's ready for the position..."Coach warns and they both nod.

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