BRYSON'S POV:

"Why would you do that to her?" Maggie shouts at me, but i just stare at my hands. I don't have to answer to her and she wouldn't listen to me anyway.

"Bryson! Freaking answer me," she snaps and i scowl at her.

"Go away," I say quietly.

"Bryson... Did you even remotely like her or was it all just to humliate her?" Maggie asks bitterly and i jump up from my chair and glare at her.

"YES! I did... Do," I snap and stalk away. Maggie grabs my arm and holds me in place.

"You do?"

"Yes!"

"Then why did you do that to her in the first place?" Maggie asks calmly and i sigh.

"I don't know..."I mutter.

"Bryson... If you still like her, you can't let her go," she states and i shrug.

"Why does it matter? She wouldn't listen to me anyway,"

"You don't know that," she protests, but i roll my eyes.

"Yeah, i do. Cuz if i were in her position, i wouldn't talk to me either,"I whisper and i feel Maggie hug me.

The thing is, i can't even blame Jake for telling her. I thought about telling her so many times, but i couldn't bring myself to go through with it. I am also kind of relieved that he told her, because i know if it had been up to me, i would not have ended up telling her the truth.

"Bryson, you have to try," she replies and i shake my head.

"I hurt her to much. There's no way she would come around," I say.

"The least you could do is freaking try,"Maggie snaps and i pull away from her.

"I miss her! I love her! Ok? At least let me keep my dignity," I snap back and Maggie shakes her head sadly.

"You are going to lose her,"

"I already have..."

AYANNA'S POV:

"You know what you need to do? Get out of this room. Let's go get pizza or something," Max says after a long time of sitting in my room.

"Do we have to?"I mumble and Max groans.

"Yeeessss," he replies and drags me out of bed.

"Now are you going to get something better on? Or am i going to have to make Maggie come over here and fix you up?" Max asks and i sigh.

"Fine, i guess i will do it myself,"I mutter and shove him out of the room.

I find nice jeans, and grab a nice pink and black plaid shirt with a black undershirt, and walk out of the room. Max looks at me and grins.

"Great, now let's go get something to eat. I'm starving,"

"You just ate ten minutes ago,"I reply.

"I'm a growing boy, i need my food,"

"Hate to break it to you, but i think you're done growing,"

"SHHH! Don't jinx me," he whispers and i roll my eyes with a small smile.

When we arrive at Pizza Hut there is a huge group of guys sitting down at a booth and a different group of girls sitting by themselves and staring at the boys trying to be discreet.

I roll my eyes and sit down, Max sits on the opposite side and grins at me.

"See, doesn't it feel good to be out of that stuffy room?"

"No..."

"Don't be such a.."Max begins to say but is interupted when someone clears their throat. We both look up to see one of the guys from the table standing beside us and grinning at me.

He is pretty cute, blond hair, bright green eyes, well built, and probably about 6'2".

"Yes?" I ask cautiously.

"Well, i have this bet going on with one of my friends. He says that i can't get the beautiful girl, that would be you, to kiss me," the boy says with a cute grin that shows off his dimples.

"Well, he would be right," Max snaps.

"I'm Tyrell, by the way. What's your name?" The boy says and completely ignores Max.

"None of your business," Max snaps again.

"Dude, chill, i wasn't talking to you,"

"What if she's my girlfriend?" MAx lies.

"She's not. Otherwise you guys would have been holding hands or looking at each other affectionatly," Tyrell says with a smirk at Max.

Without thinking i grab the guy, Tyrell, and kiss him hard on the mouth. After a couple seconds i let go of him and go back to texting on my phone. There is stunned silence from both Max and Tyrell. In truth, i surprised myself too, but i just figured it didn't hurt anything. It's not like i have a boyfriend anymore.

"W-Well ok then," Tyrell stammers and i look up to see a blush forming on his face.

Max is staring at me with jaw dropped, and huge eyes.

"Yep, have a nice night,"I reply calmly and Tyrell grins at me before sauntering back over to his table and grinning at his friends astonished looks.

"What?"I ask Max when he doesn't stop staring.

"Wh-Why in the world did you just do that?" Max asks in complete shock.

"Well, i figured it couldn't hurt. And i hate guys that assume things like that kid's friend did. So i solved the problem," I explain casually but i can't keep the bitterness out of my voice. I also feel guilty, which is crazy, right? I mean, why do i feel guitly when Bryson is not my boyfriend and he never actually liked me.... So, why do i feel like i want to cry and beg Bryson for forgivness?

"Does that mean that you are already fine with what Bryson did and you are ready to move on?" Max asks cautiously.

I stare at my hands for a long time and just decide not to answer that question.

"Ok, well, i will take that as a no," Max mumbles and i heave a sigh.

I look around and notice that the girls are all practically spitting fire at me with their eyes. What in the?

"Do see that too?" Max whispers and is looking everywhere, but at those girls.

"The pack of girls that look ready to rip out my heart with their bare hands? Yeah, i see them too," I whisper back and Max looks almost petrified.

"Who knew girls could be so scary.."

"uh, me.. Remember Sharon?"

"Well, these girls look ten times worse,"Max says, but still won't even dare a look in their direction.

"Yeah, they do look pretty furious," I reply.

Just then two of the girls stand up and start walking over to our table.

"Uh oh.."I say quietly and Max immediatly starts to panic.

"What?! What's going on?'

"Well, two girls from the table are walking our way and look like they might be ready to start a fight.. Man, and i haven't even got my pizza yet," I explain and Max looks ready to flee.

"Don't you leave me here to deal with them alone, Max," I warn and he looks deflated. He gives me the puppy eyes, but i shake my head.

"Excuse me," chick number 1 says rudely and i raise my eyebrows.

"Yes?"

"Well, we were wondering why you kissed that guy when you obviously have a boyfriend right here. ARe you a slut or something and your boy doesn't even care?" Chick number 2 says and i clench my jaw.

"Excuse me?"I ask and the girls roll their eyes in unison.

"You heard her," chick number 1 says.

"Well, first of all, it's none of your business, and second of all, it's none of your business," I sneer and they glare at me.

"Don't be such a batch," chick number 2 says with a shoulder shrug.

"Hey! Why don't you two go away and let us eat in peace," Max snaps and i look at him with a surprised grin.

"well, that's so rude. Now i see why she kissed that other boy," chick number 1 sneers and Max narrows his eyes.

"We are not dating, you bitches," Max says and i can't help myself, i start laughing at their shocked faces.

The girls glare at him before stalking back to their table and i high five Max.

"Dude, that was awesome," I say and Max grins at my joy.

"I am a pretty awesome person," Max says with a smirk and i roll my eyes at him.

"You ready for practice later today?" Max continues and i groan. I totally forgot about practice today, that means i have to see Jake.... and Bryson...

"No," I reply.

"Well, you better get ready, because told me that you needed to come, i guess he heard about Bryson and your breakup. I didn't tell him, but he wants you there even with everything going on," Max explains and looks at me tentively.

"I guess i don't have a choice then," I reply and Max grimaces at me.

"Guess not..."

~~~~~~~~~~~~

A few hours later i am in my football practice clothes and jogging out onto the field, but avoiding everybody's eyes.

I see Max jog over to me and grin sympathetically at me.

"Hey, long time no see," Max says and i grin at him.

Leave it to him to make me feel better and smile.

"No kidding, it's been ages," I reply, but i also feel someone staring at me. I know it's Bryson without a doubt, but i can't stop myself from looking.

"He's staring at me," I mutter to Max and he sighs.

"It's not like i can walk over to him and yell at him for looking at you," Max says and i nod. I know that, but i wish he would stop staring at me, it's making me nervous and sad and angry all over again.

"Alright, girls, let's get this practice started off by letting me lecture you. Now, i realize that i haven't been easy on you guys, and i also realize that there is some personal drama going on amongst a few of you, but all anger and bitterness needs to stop so we can get on with practicing for beating our real competion," Coach explains and i sigh. Could he have made my situation any more obvious?

We are tossing balls back forth for the starting of practice and i feel somone staring at me freaking again. I look up and stop... Why in the world is Caleb staring at me with a smirk on his face? Oh, he probably heard what happened with Bryson and I.

"What?"I snap at him.

"Oh nothing, just wait until Monday, and you'll see," Caleb replies and that makes me feel really nervous.

What is happening on Monday? Man, i don't even want to know.

"Don't worry about it. It's Caleb, do you seriously think he's smart enough to do something to you?" Max says and i nod. He's riht, but Caleb also has Sharon at his side all the time, and that's who i'm worried about.

"Alright! Get in your starting positions and let's get this practice rolling. JV, put on white and Varsity, you're maroon," Coach says and we all get our practice jearsies switched to the right colors.

Varsity is on offense first and the practice game begins. We get into position and Bryson calls out hike, before the game even begins Bryson is tackled and Max is just standing around looking innocent. I shake my head quickly at Max, but he shrugs as if to say he didn't do it, but i'm not stupid.

"Max! What are you doing?" Coach snaps and Max shakes his head.

"Sorry, Coach, i was thinking about something and the guy just slipped past me," MAx lies and i sigh. This is going to be a long practice.

"Well, don't let it happen again," Coach says with an eye roll.

For the rest of the time that Varsity is on offense, Bryson gets tackled more than he has this whole season. Coach throws down his clip board and storms over to Max with a killer look.

"Get it together, Max! I'm serious. Our next game is on Tuesday and you are letting every single one of the fricking JV players slip past you and tackle Bryson. Our QUARTERBACK! Now, get it together or you will not be playing at all on Tuesday. I will put Caleb in your place, got it?" Coach yells and Max nods curtly.

Coach stalks back off the field and i pull Max aside.

"Max, come on. It's fine, just do your job and leave Bryson alone. I know he deserves it, but it's not worth Caleb taking your spot on Varsity, right?" I say quietly and Max nods once.

After practice is over, i walk out of the locker room and head for my car, but Bryson grabs my arm and his eyes look sad.

"Aya,"

"I told you not to call me that," I reply.

"Fine, but please just listen to me,"

"Why do i have to listen to anything you say?"I snap and he sighs and runs his hand through his hair.

"Fine, don't listen to me. I'm done putting myself on the line because you won't listen to me," Bryson snaps back and stalks off. I feel sad, and my heart breaks again, but i know that if i call him back over here that i will forgive him and let him get awaay with the things he did to me.

Does he truly deserve a second chance?

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