My Secret, My Bully, My Mates.

That’s going to leave a handprint on my ass!” I shout at her trying to reach back and rub the sore spot _ Her and are still laughing and I’m trying to look around Cam’s back to see where she went when Cam puts me down slowly and Sierra and I realize they are no longer laughing

have to run. See you guys at training tomorrow morning.” Oliver says a little strained, before they all take off. Sam looks amused, Mateo angry and Oliver, Cam and Kota are, I don’t know, uncomfortable and blushing maybe Weird.

Wiat the hell was that all about? I ask watching the guys leave the large training grounds like they couldn’t move fast enough.

You’re kidding right?’ Sierra asks, hands on her hips. I just stare blankly at her. Even for them, that was weird, but she is looking at me eyebrows raised, like I missed a punchline. ” They all just realized you’re a girl, a hot girl, that’s what.”

Wiat does that even mean? When have I ever not “been a girl?” Sarcasm dripping in my words.

“I have my suspicions, but let’s just wait until we shop this weekend. You know they are all going to come to “give opinions’ since you don’t normally dress up and your brother is probably going to try and smack at least one of them for making inappropriately accurate comments.”

“No way, my brother would never fight any of them. They all make inappropriate comments all the time. Why would shopping make it any different?” bet?”

*You sound like Oliver and Sam.” I laugh. “But sure, I think you’re effing crazy. There is nothing different about me now versus this morning or in training gear versus a dress and they are not all going to want to dress shop with us, that would be torture. I know it will be for me. Sam is just coming to hang out with you and give me a hard time about being awkward as hell.”

n.Nell you sound like all of them with your new colorful language and if they all show up and if your brother argues with any of them you owe me lunch at a place of my choosing.” She laughs at me flipping her still sweaty dark hair.

“Deal. What is it with me and making deals with everyone?” I shake my head and laugh as we start to make our way out of the arena too. It’s just the two of us now. I’m not sure when the adults left, but it must have been before the guys took off randomly.

“Another product of hanging out with very competitive and idiotic guy friends.” She stops and looks around the parking lot. “Those jack*sses left us. Man, you really messed them up, they must be scared of you now.” She laughs as we both

start walking towards our street. I just roll my eyes.

She is speaking in riddles and I normally think of myself as a pretty smart person, but I can’t figure out what in the ‘F’ she is going on about. wave her off when we finally make it back to her house 20 minutes later. The twins’ truck is in the packhouse driveway, but there is no sign of any of the guys. I keep on walking to my house and head straight for my room once I’m inside.

The silence used to comfort me. It let me know I was safe and no one was around to find something to correct or criticize, but now that I have been spending so much time with such loud people, it’s almost suffocating. I can hear soft music from my brothers room, letting me know he’s home. I would love to talk to him about what Sierra was saying. He usually will give me a straight answer when I don’t understand people’s behavior, then again he left us high and dry with the rest of them, which is just as weird. But I’m afraid to knock on his door, music can mean one of two things. He’s doing homework or a girl.

I really don’t want to interrupt in case it’s a girl. My brother doing the horizontal tango is not something I want to imagine, let alone get a live picture of. Those boys seem to get around and I guess I understand the appeal. They are all tall, hot and completely muscled out and I don’t even think they have hit their prime of good looks yet. They know how good looking they are, their egos are a testament to that. Combine that with the fact that they are future leaders of the pack, makes them celebrities.

I keep this train of thought as I head into my room and straight to the shower. I just never understood the complete lack of self respect it takes to throw yourself at someone with status just for a little bit of attention. If you aren’t noticed without having to, sometimes literally, throw yourselves in their path, why bother? They aren’t worth the time. They have probably been with all of the Sophomore and Junior girls and are making their way through the

Seniors now. Which also surprises me. Kaley doesn’t seem to make a big deal about them sleeping around with most of the upperclass female population of our school. She just has a problem with Sierra and I.