She gracefully stepped in front of him, blocking his escape route.
“I just wanted to welcome you to Green County High School. My name’s Alexis,” she said as she extended her hand in welcome.
“Thanks, but I’m really not interested,” Ashton told her as he maneuvered around her. He wasn’t here to socialize.
Alexis clutched her books with a look of utter contempt on her face. “You can’t be serious?”
“Oh, but I am,” Ashton muttered.
Ashton sighed in relief when the annoying girl didn’t follow him. It was going to be a very long day.
The day slowly passed by and Ashton was relieved when the final bell rung. He watched as Lucy hurried out of the classroom. Track tryouts started in a half hour.
Ashton walked outside to the track. There were very few people in the bleachers. After the day he had, Ashton was happy to have some peace and quiet. He headed for the top of the bleachers where no one was sitting.
As he sat down and waited for the tryouts to start, he did a cursory glance over the people in the stands. Track definitely didn’t seem like a sport most students were interested in. Sam was on the bottom bleacher with her nose stuck in a book. That’s odd. Why would Sam be at the track tryouts?
Ashton shrugged it off as he looked across the field and watched the human teenagers stretch. He knew the exact moment Lucy stepped foot onto the field. He took in Lucy’s small form and felt some warmth in his cold heart. Her golden blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail and a pink headband adorned her head in a sad attempt to contain the wisps that had already tugged free. Ashton leaned forward in the bleacher seat. He could see the determination in her eyes and could feel the excitement thrumming from her. Ashton closed his eyes and started to lean forward when he felt himself slip. His eyes slid open in shock as he barely caught himself before hitting the bleacher seat below him.
He glanced up to find Lucy staring at him with a look of amusement on her face. It was obvious she’d seen his little blunder.
The whistle blew as the track coach tried to get everyone’s attention. The group of teenagers gathered in a circle to listen to what he had to say. A few minutes passed and then the boys separated from the girls. The boys headed for the white starting line on the track to line up.
Ashton watched them bend forward in anticipation. Their legs were stretched out as they waited to take off. The whistle screeched and they sprang forward like horses being released from the gates during the Kentucky Derby. Michael was at the front of the pack by mid-lap and stayed there until the end. The race was over in barely over a minute.
All of the girls automatically headed for the white line after the guys finished. Alexis was in the group of girls and she moved next to Lucy as they lined up. All of the girls, except Lucy, bent forward. Lucy’s eyes were closed. Her features softened as if she was in some kind of trance. She opened her eyes and bent forward seconds before the whistle blew. Ashton gripped the metal seat and leaned forward as Lucy easily took the lead.
Lucy stayed in front of the girls with Alexis following a few hundred feet behind her. He held his breath as Alexis sped up. Alexis’s running shoes pounded against the red and white track, eating away at the distance between her and Lucy. Alexis caught up to Lucy a quarter of the way through the lap. Alexis glanced over at Lucy with a malicious smile on her face as she stuck her foot out, tripping Lucy. Ice ran through Ashton’s veins as Lucy stumbled, her arms flying forward as she tried to regain her balance. The momentum was too great. Lucy fell onto her hands and knees before sliding onto her side.
Ashton jumped up, anger fusing through his body. He wanted to go to Lucy to make sure she was ok, but he knew that he couldn’t. Lucy rolled over onto her stomach and pushed
“I just wanted to welcome you to Green County High School. My name’s Alexis,” she said as she extended her hand in welcome.
“Thanks, but I’m really not interested,” Ashton told her as he maneuvered around her. He wasn’t here to socialize.
Alexis clutched her books with a look of utter contempt on her face. “You can’t be serious?”
“Oh, but I am,” Ashton muttered.
Ashton sighed in relief when the annoying girl didn’t follow him. It was going to be a very long day.
The day slowly passed by and Ashton was relieved when the final bell rung. He watched as Lucy hurried out of the classroom. Track tryouts started in a half hour.
Ashton walked outside to the track. There were very few people in the bleachers. After the day he had, Ashton was happy to have some peace and quiet. He headed for the top of the bleachers where no one was sitting.
As he sat down and waited for the tryouts to start, he did a cursory glance over the people in the stands. Track definitely didn’t seem like a sport most students were interested in. Sam was on the bottom bleacher with her nose stuck in a book. That’s odd. Why would Sam be at the track tryouts?
Ashton shrugged it off as he looked across the field and watched the human teenagers stretch. He knew the exact moment Lucy stepped foot onto the field. He took in Lucy’s small form and felt some warmth in his cold heart. Her golden blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail and a pink headband adorned her head in a sad attempt to contain the wisps that had already tugged free. Ashton leaned forward in the bleacher seat. He could see the determination in her eyes and could feel the excitement thrumming from her. Ashton closed his eyes and started to lean forward when he felt himself slip. His eyes slid open in shock as he barely caught himself before hitting the bleacher seat below him.
He glanced up to find Lucy staring at him with a look of amusement on her face. It was obvious she’d seen his little blunder.
The whistle blew as the track coach tried to get everyone’s attention. The group of teenagers gathered in a circle to listen to what he had to say. A few minutes passed and then the boys separated from the girls. The boys headed for the white starting line on the track to line up.
Ashton watched them bend forward in anticipation. Their legs were stretched out as they waited to take off. The whistle screeched and they sprang forward like horses being released from the gates during the Kentucky Derby. Michael was at the front of the pack by mid-lap and stayed there until the end. The race was over in barely over a minute.
All of the girls automatically headed for the white line after the guys finished. Alexis was in the group of girls and she moved next to Lucy as they lined up. All of the girls, except Lucy, bent forward. Lucy’s eyes were closed. Her features softened as if she was in some kind of trance. She opened her eyes and bent forward seconds before the whistle blew. Ashton gripped the metal seat and leaned forward as Lucy easily took the lead.
Lucy stayed in front of the girls with Alexis following a few hundred feet behind her. He held his breath as Alexis sped up. Alexis’s running shoes pounded against the red and white track, eating away at the distance between her and Lucy. Alexis caught up to Lucy a quarter of the way through the lap. Alexis glanced over at Lucy with a malicious smile on her face as she stuck her foot out, tripping Lucy. Ice ran through Ashton’s veins as Lucy stumbled, her arms flying forward as she tried to regain her balance. The momentum was too great. Lucy fell onto her hands and knees before sliding onto her side.
Ashton jumped up, anger fusing through his body. He wanted to go to Lucy to make sure she was ok, but he knew that he couldn’t. Lucy rolled over onto her stomach and pushed
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