ill remember what I told Dave about finding the pe

a how I'm goi

some story behind it. I stayed up all night just staring at the damn thing

in anger. This whole

lking to class when I felt a rush of wind bes

r and dirty blond hair; his voice was laced with an accent I couldn't

n thought before answering, "No. But I k

t ready for class, and I'm busy."

?" he asks

now to help me?" I walked through th

lf. Simon Doyle, at your servic

ood to know." I adm

you now?" He a

ve to look for a book. I couldn't let this guy in on what

"Looking for this?" He shook the book in his hand, emphasizing it

in h

I begin my homework. Simon takes a seat across me and watches me as I write. There

ting and took a glance at him. He seemed relaxed, almo

before me but didn't wri

happ

e my head and meet his gaze so he wouldn't realize that I was a blood

ting on the table now as he tried to catch my gaze. "That's what you keep telling every other person that

his eyes. "Now, why don't you tell me what happened, Cedric."

t in mind, I pinned him with my serious gaze, careful not to le

to break through my wall of defense. "Okay". He fina

haling and continuing my work. "Something tells me this w

to do?" this time around, I

et an

ooked at him again, getting annoyed

should sto

you strange letters, and y

er my face, and pause when I

heard

ead minds

I did, would

d a bro

't read minds,"

books, returning the bo

re le

ted him while swinging m

on turned in his seat and looked

* *******

g, saying that I wasn't focus

ers, how Greg died, and Simon Doyle

it was starting

alked over to the coach, who had a clipboard in h

pitch." I stood beside him

e and raised a

ile, and I replied,

g the whistle. He called Dave out of t

nd gave my back a soft pat. I jogge

edric. I encourage

the whistle to

m was winning. Well, until Benjam

cked. The l

ds his direction with the ball. Once the teammate got ne

d to do was to ask. He approached the second half of the pitch

to repeat itself,

atiently for the right moment and

a ferocious sliding tackle with all

nd Benjamin's leg in the pro

looked up just in time to see Benj

the moment, it wasn't only his le

shout in pain; he only glared at me and popped it back in

s leg, the others came, and I can a

aight and went closer to

t they kept examining him and discov

rearm, where his bo

him leap to the bench, but I didn't miss the awkward,

napped me out of my trance as I turned to face Co

as.

ur anger out on him?" Dav

ngry," I said a

settle your problems, you're on

.." I s

lks to meet the rest of the crowd. Dav

nd someone flying and landing on the grass. Besides, I saw you hit the ball and not his leg". D

him on purpose," I reasoned. We were silent as we continued

off with Ben,