My Fake Lover

When school was over I waited next to the boys gym locker room.

It’s weird for me to be waiting for Tyler Jerk Evans, but I need to yell at him for spreading the news. And purposely doing it.

He has soccer practice right now. The one sport he loves playing since he was a kid. I remember asking if I could play with him. And we did. Just me and him, one on one. But we were kids.

Gosh, I hate that kid. Damn it, I even hate this plan. What can I do now? Everyone knows about it.

After a while of waiting, I heard yells. I tired to ignore it but when it got louder, to loud, I ran in there and mentally slapped myself for running into a room filled with shirtless guys. My face heated up seeing boys with just towels covering from waist down. And the towels were hung too down.

The good thing is that no one wasn’t paying any attention to me. They all were surrounding two guys who were fighting, obviously trying to make them stop the fight. I couldn’t quite tell who they were.

As I started yelling for them to stop, the soccer coach came inside the locker room. That’s when the fight ended. And that’s also when I seen who they were.

Tyler and Jeremy. Just great.

“What the hell?!” I yelled accidentally.

I looked at Tyler and gladly, he had some shorts on. He looked like he’d won the fight. The group of guys were cheering for him and he had a bloody nose, that’s it. While Jeremy had a bloody nose and a dark eye, standing by the sink by himself.

Ouch!

If I still were his girlfriend right now, I’d run up to him and hold him in my arms. Poor guy. I felt the urge to do it, but it’ll be weird since we weren’t even together anymore. I wanted to cry, I felt like crying again.

“You.” The soccer coach pointed at me. “Out.” Did all coaches have be so damn harsh? Jesus. Take a chill pill.

I did as he said and walked out of the locker room.

Honestly, I was glad to leave. There was a chance that I was going to just burst into tears.

And something inside me told me this its all my fault. The fight is caused by me.

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Lexi’s POV:

The only thing more precious than time is who you spend time with.

That’s what they say.

Well, I have to spend my precious time with the jerk because I have to make everyone think I’m his girlfriend

now. I have to pretend to like him. – And that’s probably the hardest thing I’ll ever do in my life.

But there is some positive things about this whole thing. One, help Courtney by getting Tyler to like her more than just friends. Two, make Jeremy jealous. – well that’s obvious. That’s what started everything. And Three, maybe find out the reason he left our friendship. I’m just curious.

There’s one thing I know for sure. Tyler and I will never be friends again. That’s obvious. I hate him, he hates me. I’ll never be friends with that jerk again. I don’t want to get hurt again anyways.

I can’t believe I ever liked him anyways. He’s such a jackass.

This whole thing is stupid. The plan is stupid. I’m stupid for doing it. Tyler’s stupid for agreeing to it. What the heck, even this school is stupid because the freaking bell won’t ring!

I’m tired of waiting here. Even though it’s been like five minuets, but it felt like five hours .

School hasn’t started yet. There are a few people waiting here and there and some already went inside. I like waiting outside.

There’s a spot under the biggest tree around here where Emily, Courtney, and I always met before school started. We just like to hang out and chat, but sometimes Courtney would go stand with Tyler and the other populars.

Unfortunately, Emily and Courtney aren’t here yet. Where the heck are they? They’re usually here before me.

Where’s Tyler? I know I usually try to avoid him, but I really need to talk to him right now. I haven’t seen him since the fight yesterday in the boys locker room.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Maybe I just should run away and never show up again. I’m way too angry right now. My life is filled with too much drama. I’m so mad I’ll probably kill the first person that comes near me.

Calm down Lexi! Jeez.

I grabbed my phone from my skinny jeans back pocket and looked at the time. That’s when I realized I was

way to early for school.

“Ugh.” I signed in frustration, putting a hand through my hair in frustration.

What the hell is wrong with me? I came here so early. And I hate school.

It’s probably because I’m going through stress. I really need to just relax and breath.

In and out Lexi. In and out.

God, what’s wrong with me. I’m going crazy.

So I just decided to climb the tree I was currently leaning on. I turned around and started climbing slowly to make sure I don’t slip and fall. Hopefully the branches are thick enough to hold my weight.

The tree is big and thick so… yeah. Maybe it’ll work.

It’s easy for me to climb trees because when I was younger, Tyler and I used to do it all the time when we used to be best friends.