Page 45 of Waiting For Fate

Just as I’m rounding the corner to exit the long hallway that leads to the locker room, I see a familiar face heading in the direction I’m coming from, and the guilt grows stronger.

Her long blonde hair bounces in perfect rhythm with her steps as she gets closer to me and I’m suddenly curious about who exactly she’s looking for. Hoping like hell I’m wrong about who it is.

“Hey!” I stop and turn to face her.

“Hi there.” She smiles and stops a few feet away from me.

“You look really familiar, have we met before?” I know playing dumb isn’t the best route to take in this situation, but I can’t currently bring myself to ask her straight out what I want to know.

“Well, if you come to many of the games you’ve probably seen me on multiple occasions. I’m always here watching my boyfriend.”

“Boyfriend?”

“Yeah! Are you dating someone on the team too?” She glances down the hallway towards the locker room then gives me a curious glance.

“Oh, no. I was just…taking something to a friend of mine. Sawyer Clark?” I say his name as a question, hoping to find an answer to my unasked questions through her response.

“Oh! So you know Cowboy?” she squeals.

Cowboy? She gave him a nickname? I wonder what he calls her? Beautiful blonde goddess with an ass worth worshiping?

“Cowboy?”

“That man could dance a lady right down the aisle, am I right?” she giggles. My mouth pops open but no words come out.

Is he actually dating her and thought it was okay to say the things he just said to me? Am I that much of an idiot that I didn’t think he would have someone in his life he was serious about? I mean I even saw them together so how did I forget about that already? Probably because my brain stops working any time I’m within five feet of this man. He was probably just saying what needed to be said so we could coexist without me freezing him out at Christmas this year.

Say something before this gets awkward.

“Well anyways,” she drags out.

Too late. It’s awkward.

“Maybe I’ll see you at the next game. We should sit together! My name is Lyssa.” She holds her hand out and I accept, still in a state of shock and barely able to even say my name.

“Leah.” I force a tight-lipped smile as a toothy grin spreads across her face.

“Leah and Lyssa, sounds like a destined friendship to me.” She winks and it takes everything in me not to tell her how much I already hate her. “See you around, Leah.” She struts down the hallway and I can feel my entire body deflate. Just when the walls I’ve spent ten years building around my heart to protect it from Sawyer start to come down just the slightest bit, they shoot right back up when I realize he may very well be playing me while in a relationship with someone else.

Bitch YOU’RE in a relationship—I think—get it together.

I’ve come to the conclusion that I don’t think I’ll ever be ready to talk to Sawyer. Not until my brain and body stop acting like a complete hoe every time he looks at me with those swimmable blue eyes.

Tay

Who wants to drag the guys out line dancing this weekend? I got some cute new boots I want to break in.

Shane

Oh yay! It’s been AGES since we’ve been dancing!

Ruby

Didn’t someone almost get into a fight one of the last times we went out?

Lauren

Have you met the men you guys have decided to marry? Of course someone almost got in a fight.

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