Hooked Read Online Free PDF Page A

cocky.  The silence that surrounded us at the moment was making me very uncomfortable.
     
         “Where are you from?”  I asked him still watching him watch me.
     
         “I’ve lived lots of places , ” h e answers vaguely.  I don’t say anything to this answer.  It is frustrating me that I can’t tell if he is being a smart - ass or not.
     
         “ Diamond , you and Davis go get the basketballs out of the supply closet , ” Coach says.
     
         He follows me to the other end of the gym and I can feel him looking at me.  I am really uncomfortable now because these shorts are short and I know he is getting a good look at me.  I have never felt like this before just from someone’s gaze.  Just before we reach the storage closet, I turn around to ask him his first name and he smacks right into me.  He was so much taller than me that my face nestled into his chest.  His hands went right to my hips and it was like an electric shock.  It startled me.  I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until he asked if I was ok ay .  I tilted my head up until our eyes met.  I couldn’t find the words, so I just nodded my head yes. 
     
         Finally, he remove d his hands from my waist and clears his throat and says, “So, what were you going to say?”
     
         “I was just going to ask your first name , ” I say still feeling a little off.
     
         “Cash , ” he replied. 
     
         I rolled it over in my mind.  Cash, the name fit him.  I thought about telling him my name , but something stopped me.  No, I thought to myself , he doesn’t care because if he did , he would have asked.  I felt a pang of disappointment.  Not that we would have dated or anything , but he did not seem interested in having a conversation.  So , I let it go and pulled the basketball rack out and started pushing it back to the center of the court.  He followed behind me again.
     
         The rest of the period, Coach had us doing shooting drills and free throws . I noticed he wasn’t bad , but he did not look to me like he played on a team.  I made most of my shots.  I noticed a lot of the other kids in the class looking at him.  The girls were of course , checking him out.  I didn’t really blame them, he was definitely cute.  I t was kind of weird though , because he didn’t talk to anyone and I hadn’t noticed him looking at any of the girls.  I t was like he was disinterested in everything.
     
         I decided to start shooting three pointers to see how many I could make.  I made four in a row and I heard Matt, a guy on the basketball team , coming up behind me.  “Nice form, Mill i e , ” h e whispered in my ear and smacked me on my butt. 
     
         Ugh, Matt is annoying sometimes.  He is harmless , but he has no tact.  I went out with him a couple of times , but I didn’t feel a connection with him so it kind of fizzled out .  I roll my eyes at him and he keeps going.  I felt eyes on me and I look to my left to see Cash was staring at me with the bluest eyes.  It made me uncomfortable , so I looked away quickly. 
     
         I could not put my finger on what his story was.  He was n’t creepy weird when he stared at me , but he wouldn’t say anything to me. The bell rang for us to change and I ran to the locker room.  The rest of the day went by pretty fast.  I couldn’t wait to tell Jess and Cara that the D airy Q ueen guy was in my P.E. class and his name was Cash Davis .  They were excited when I finally caught up with them.  Jess said that this would get interesting and Cara wouldn’t stop talking about how this was a sign that our predictions were most definitely coming true this year.  I decided not to talk too much about it until I knew more about him.  We didn’t have long to discuss it because Jess and I had to get to basketball practice.
     
         It was fun catching up with everyone and I guess my classes won’t be