Chapitre 25: Chapter 25

Michael's P. O. V

Pablo and I stared at each other for what felt like an eternity. I opened my mouth to speak but he beat me to it.

"I should not make senorita suffer for my shortcoming, she doesn't deserve this"he said, but all I could think about was the fact that he likes Makela, my Makela.

"Why?"I asked.

"Why what?"he asked and placed his hand on his neck. "Why did you say this now? Why are you only telling me this now!"I demanded. Believe it or not but I care a butt load about Makela and that over protective brotherly sense just gripped me now.

"I don't want someone I love being misjudged and misunderstood. I heard about the things Makela said to Diana, and I don't want Diana thinking Makela is anything like that"He said.

"I GET IT. DON'T PICK ON YOUR SISTER."

Diana's words resounded in my head, and it hit me then hard and clearly. Makela WAS like that, because we made her like that and she won't stop being like that because we're padding up all her flaws. And blaming it on every other person then herself. I picked on someone innocent just because my sister's emotions got the better of me.

"Can you try and make Diana understand? Makela isn't that type of girl"Pablo said, I clenched my jaw, "don't ever talk to Makela again"I said trying not to rip him to shreds. I don't know why but I suddenly got very infuriated with Pablo.

"I...I love her a lot"he said, I hated hearing that from him, "what was the reason you couldn't just tell her that?! You instead pretended and hurt her, what reason could there be! Do you know how much she adores you"I said, he still looked unfazed.

"How much Aunt Lola loves her, she loves Aunt Lola so much too, yet..."

"Fine."he said cutting me off, "I'll keep my distance and stay away from her. I'll do just that. But help senorita clear her name, it's the least I can do to repay her"he said. We stared at each other for a moment, then he turned to leave. He bumped into Makela on his way out, but shoved her and walked out of the house.

"Mike...what was..."I cut her off and slumped hard on my bed.

"I messed up big time"I said under my breath.

Diana's P. O. V

I met up with Stephen after third period to formally apologise to him. He still looked unsettled and very gloomy. "Are you gonna stay mad at me forever?"I asked him not expecting an answer.

"He's just being a douchebag"a familiar voice said, June appeared holding a coffee in her hand. One of her many addictions.

"She's here too?"Stephen groaned loud enough to be heard by some onlookers.

"Aren't you too young to be drinking coffee in such a large amount?"I asked folding my arms across my chest having an all knowing look.

"Not you too! I already have him nagging my ass, you can't join in too. I actually value having a real down to Earth friend like you"she said.

Me? Friend? I actually made a friend! Then a thought popped into my head, "what do you mean real...am like the fakest person ever"I stated.

"You're not, June is. One for hanging out with girls she hates and dating that Ace guy I know is bad news"Stephen said. I guess everything wasn't swell in their relationship.

"Shut it Alright!"June said after w second, then faced me. "You're not fake, Stephen is, he acts all geeky when he's a motherfucking asshole most of the time"June stated.

"I think we can change that"I said, "if you let me"I added quickly, "fine"he said dramatically. "Today after school?"June asked peering into the conversation. "If you're not too busy stuffing your face with the jackass then sure"Stephen said.

"Quit it! You both need a bonding exercise"I said while we walked towards the hallway. "That won't work"June said, "really? Don't be pessimistic"I said noticing the stares that never seemed to end. What was it with people and openly staring at someone.

"I'd love to agree to that, but it's true, June is a butt load of work, and am the calm kind of personality. Our parents tried helping us by sending us to the same summer camp when we were ten."He said.

June? Stephen? Summer camp?

"And?"I asked wanting to know more.

"I woke up with leeches on my foot"June said, I widened my eyes in shock. Talk about secret dark side.

"Some mysterious person threw all my underwear into the lake"Stephen said in his defence. Talk about a camp experience.

"I didn't do that"June said, "how can you prove I was behind the leeches?"He asked not giving her a second to finish talking.

"Ma..."

"Diana Netwood report to the gym teacher's Josie's office"The voice over the speaker said. And I thought today would be smooth sailing.

"Gotta go"I said, glad I have my assistant P. E. with me.

"What does she do with you? Does she like make you do squats and stuff?"June asked, "I wished I was doing that, but sadly no, it's much more worse than that"I said and left to her office.

JOSIE'S OFFICE.

"Sit down Netwood, and take this down"she said, I sat down and took out a pen and paper. "Tell me everything you've learned from wuthering heights..."

This is not happening right now, this can't be happening right now. What do I know about that boring old story.

There is the weird fact that Cathrine's daughter married her cousin Hareton, and the weird switching of surnames. I also remember Michael talking about me writing about him in a diary I don't even have!

I scribbled some stuff down and hand her my piece of paper, she looks through it and drops it back.

"Is that all?"she asked, "it's a working process"I said. "Your worst grade is a D in literature. I'll be drilling you on your subjects anytime"she said. Great. "Who doesn't love pop quizzes?"I mumbled under my breath.

"What was that?"she asked, I froze, shit I forgot she has really good hearing.

"Are you coming to the game this Friday?"she asked, "no"I said, she gave me a cryptic look. "Funny"she said, why would I go? Was there something I was supposed to be doing there?

"That's a harsh way to break it to em"she said under her breath, loud enough to be heard.

"I don't understand you"I said, "it's funny that Michael got benched because of you"she said. My heart skipped a beat that second, I felt very light headed at that remark.

"Well mostly his stubbornness, but it was all pointed towards you"Josie said. Did she actually sound relaxed? Huh...

"I...am not sure about that"I said, mumbling and starmmering, "Netwood, you should attend, you are attending, you are my lapdog, my go-getter, you're going to be there. But asides that..."she said then stopped to hand me back my paper.

"The team needs all it's players at their best, and our star player needs his spark"

"Spark?"I asked as confused as fuck, who was whose spark?

"Are you asking questions Netwood?!"she fired at me getting her usual tone. "No ma'am"I said a little startled by her sudden change in voice.

"Well then get on the field and run five laps"She said, this was bullshit!

"Five...what did I..."

"Ten laps!"she said cutting me off, "I don't think you can do..."she blew her whistle at me not letting me finish my sentence. "Josie it's just...."another loud whistle blocked my ear drums.

I got out of my seat grabbing my belongings and made my way to the field, today would have been so much better!.

Now I have to conquer one phobia, facing Michael, the guy am supposed to be"sparking".

The guy who hates me, the guy who gets on my nerves, and the guy who thinks am selfish. Yep! That Michael.

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