POV:
Ray Mellan
The ride home was tiring, but most of the time I was asleep.
While I was removing my luggage from the back of the car, I saw him.
I watch as he throws the football up, again and again, his arms flexing with each toss. My eyes scan his body momentarily, and I silently appreciate his build. I can easily imagine the abs that undoubtedly lie beneath his shirt if his arms and broad shoulders are any indicators. I glance at his tattoo for a small second and then turn to my luggage, to head home.
Ash Thomson.
Whatever, but yeah I can't deny the fact that he is super hot and attractive but is a complete jerk to me.
And, there you go, while I was going to open the door to my house, I was intentionally hit by a football from behind, to say I was angry would be an understatement.
It's not been even a minute, and he is here to irritate me.
Angrily, I turned around, and his eyes widen. It seemed like he caught his breath in his throat and nodded awkwardly, and then went back to tossing the football up and down.
What the f**k happen?
He didn't comment anything or irritated me.
Strange!
But who cares, I'm s**t tired to even think about him right now. All I want to do is sleep. But before that, I will have to go greet my sister. I hate her so much. She has all of a sudden become the popular brat of our school, bullying nerds and f*****g anyone with a d**k. I hate her so much. She also makes fun of me sometimes, in front of her cool friends, and then laugh it offs on my face.
But I have had enough, These three months away from everyone, Hunter has taught me to take a stand for myself and speak up to the bullies.
I had also taken up some self-defense training to protect myself, during the three months. I am not weak, not any longer. I know how to react and face people.
I didn't want to be this, but I had no option, when my own blood, my own sister took advantage of me and completely broke me.
Well, let's face her.
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