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    “Sneaking me away to make out already?”
    Her nails dig into my skin at my comment and she stops in a nearly empty hallway. She has me standing between the wall and herself. “What the hell are you doing here anyway, Levi?”
    “You’re not happy to see me?” I jut my bottom lip forward in a pout. Her eyes drop for just a second before she’s scolding me again.
    “Is it your life mission to mess with my brother and pursue me as a means to do that? Are you that pathetic that you have nothing better to do with your time? Do you actually think I would fall for that? What is you r proble m ?” She shoves me backwards, but all it makes me do is rock on my heels. “Are you so affected by losing your captaincy i n high schoo l that you let it run your life? Are you that frivolous -”
    “You don’t know a damn thing about me, Presley, and I’m sick of you and your brother acting like you do. What part of ‘I’m not here to cause trouble’ did you not understand? Jere asked me to come and I did. Get ove r yoursel f ,” I say as I hold my finger just an inch from her nose to point with accusation, “for thinking that I came all the way to this damn campus to pursu e yo u or annoy your brother.”
    I walk past her and out of the house, shoving people in my way. Presley can jump off her high horse anytime now. She pushed, and I reacted. Not as calmly as I wish, but whatever. The only thing running through my mind right now is what led me to behave exactly as Presley described and yeah, I am pissed that she called me out on it.
    I might be on the other side of town, and it might be dark, but I grew up in NY. It doesn’t bother me to walk all the way home. The thought of getting into a cab and being idle is annoying. I rather walk off my steam and hopefully, by the time I get home, Presley will be out of my head. Where does she get off thinking that everything I do is only because he took my captaincy? She doesn’t know what happened after that. No one here knows. If it bothers her that much that I can’t stand her brother, well, she can get over that.
    My fists clench and it seems like the more I walk, the angrier I get. There’s no way in hell that I’m going to follow through with my original plan. I don’t want to touch her with a ten foot pole, much less sleep with her. God, all she does is bitch and make snide comments. All. The. Time. I don’t think I’ve even seen her be nice. Okay, she did thank me for giving her a ride the other night, but that doesn’t count.
    Harper and Nichols aren’t home yet so I slam all the doors I walk through. To distract myself, I take an extra hot shower. Hot enough that my skin turns from tan to pink while I wash. The pellets of water beat against me, gliding through my thick blonde hair, down my neck, and dividing into two halves. One half routing down my collarbone and chest and the other falling easily down my broad shoulders further down my back. It’s soothing for a bit until I turn off the water and step out of the stall to dry off.
    I slip on a pair of gym shorts and fall into bed. Maybe I will cancel the practices for tomorrow because I surely don’t feel like going and possibly dealing with a smartass Nichols. I get comfortable by rolling onto my stomach after setting my alarm and deciding that I should follow through with my word. Surprisingly, within minutes, I fall asleep.
     
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    We’re running through simple drills. Simple drills, okay? Nichols was loud as fuck when he got home last nigh t an d he had a girl with him. That was strike one. He earned another strike when during a drill, he, for no good reason, knocked me into the glass barrier causing me to lose my balance because he effectively kicked a foot under me.
    I’m standing off to the side as they run through a play and Nichols keeps missing the passes, allowing the other team I divided us into to steal it away. Not once or twice or even three times. He turns the puck over five