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theymakemegayer · 4 years
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Reputation: Chapter 4
a/n: I was suppose to upload this tomorrow, but  I got excited after I finished writing this 
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It had been a few days now since me and the football team started practicing for our halftime performance on the Kickoff Day. 
 "And... POSE!" I exclaimed as the music stopped and we held our final pose for a few seconds. I examine each of their poses through the mirror in front of me.
 I grinned feeling contented, "Great job guys! Let's take a break first." 
 The boys scrambled into different places as I plopped down on the floor on the side. I rummaged through my bag and gulped down from my water tumbler.  A knock from the door before Zoey's smiling face showed up. 
 "Hey guys! Who wants some pizza?" That got an immediate response from the boys as they crowd Zoey with enthusiastic cheers. 
 A few minutes later, Zoey sat beside me two pizzas in her plate and handed me the other, "You've been working hard Bea. Eat up." She grinned making me smile in return as I look at her.
 "Thanks for the treat Zo. You're officially my dream girl."
 Zoey giggled. "It's just your hunger talking Bea."
 "Don't care, you just know how to take care of me."
 A smirk ghosted on her lips and her eyes gleamed, "What can I do you certainly are my dream girl too. You really are stepping up towards Poppy huh."
 I shrugged my shoulders and swallowed a bite of pizza, "Someone just needs to remind her what it is like to not be on top."
 "Are you starting to see why I hate her?" 
 I drunk a water first before I looked at Zoey, "Hate is a strong word you know, but she does annoys me." Memories of my last encounter with Poppy flashed in my mind. The way we sassed each other out, and how she successfully get through me.
 Zoey chuckled, "She is annoying, but you haven't explained to me this plan of yours," She gestured on the boys and me, "performing with the football team on the halftime show huh." She smirked, "Way to steal the spotlight."
 I smirked too, "Zo she annoyed me too much last time let her have a taste of her own medicine."
 A proud look flashed in Zoey eyes making me feel all warm inside, "I'm glad you understand me Bea." Her smiles turned into something soft.
 "Of course Zoey. You're my best friend."
 "You know at first I thought you'll start to develop a crush on her which will be bad news. That girl has no heart at all." She reached out and held my free hand, "I don't want you to get hurt." 
 I gasped, "Me? Having a crush on her? Fat chance Zo. Besides I rather have a crush on you." I wriggled my eyebrows playfully.
 Zoey withdrew her hand from me and gently pushed me giggling, "Careful with all the jokes I might believe you."
 I smiled at her and looked at her in the eyes, "You don't have to worry about me getting hurt Zo."
 "Can't help not to look out for my best friend, you know."
 "And for that I am lucky to have you."
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It was finally the Kickoff Day. I just had an interesting time with Ina a while ago. Helping her out from that Lexi girl was totally unexpected, but I'm glad to had a chance to hang out with her today. It was refreshing compared to the stress I faced when I found out someone sabotaged my throne - that was definitely Poppy's dirty games. It was Zoey who saved me again from trouble. Who would had thought me and the football team would be performing with Jaylen Riaz at the end.
 I threw a kiss on the camera before me and the team strike a pose as the music ended. The crowd gave us a standing ovation and loud cheers erupted from them. Not even a few minutes when Poppy erupted, "No! NO! NOOO!!! Everyone shut uppp! This is all some sick joke!"
 The crowd hushed. Carter walked towards her a wide grin on his face, "Babe have you seen the performance? I worked hard on my dancing--"
 Poppy interrupted him bursting out, "How dare you help her out? Are you really that stupid?! We're officially over."
 Gasps erupted while Carter stumbled with his words, "Wh... huh?"
 "I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING! KICKOFF DAY IS MINE!" Poppy yelled.
 I sighed, "Poppy aren't you tired yet?"
 "Bea Hughes! I don't know what tricks you've been playing, but I will ruin you." She hissed before lunging at me, but the entire football team grabbed her. The crowd gasped and started to booed at her. I watched ad Poppy stomped her feet and left the scene still raging. The crowd started chanting my name, but all I can feel was the hole in my chest as my gaze locked on Poppy's retrieving figure. 
 "Hey are you okay?" Zoey's voice brought me back to the noise of people chanting my name. 
 I looked at her and smiled, "Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"
 "That's what I thought too." Zoey grinned. "This calls for a celebration!" She exclaimed.
 I beamed, "We talking pizzas? Sangrias? Oooh, spa trip?"
 "And more. Not to forget watching videos of Poppy's meltdown."
 I tried not to grimaced," Maybe we should get going now to get the celebratory starting."
 "I like that." Zoey smiled linking her arm on mine and dragging me.
 When we got out of the stadium we came face to face to the raging storm, named Poppy. She was surrounded by Alphas and Zetas as she shrieked.
 "Why do you think I keep you Trish? I told you to do everything possible to make sure I beat Bea Hughes."
 "What else should I do? Chloe and Trixie already made sure to sabotaged Bea's throne." Taylor reasoned out.
 "Are you really that stupid? Do you need to be told every single thing before you do something?" Poppy yelled.
 "Woah chill out Poppy." Luis spoke.
 Poppy's eyes found me from the couple of people around us and her face grew a different shade of red. 
 "Right just in time for you Trish! Here's your hero. Why don't you kiss her ass just like what you all been doing today!"
 I calmly look at her, "Poppy calm down. Take a breath. You don't want to do this to your image. Just walk away."
 "Oh here we go again. Playing like a saint and sucking up to the football team."
 "I put on a performance Poppy. You know just like what you did before me." I said as a matter of fact.
 "Do you think I am as stupid as these idiots? You only performed because I did."
 "And? What's the problem with that?"
 "The problem is seeing your cheap face where ever I go."
 I scoffed fighting the smirk that was threatening to spill and the words that wanted to come out from my lips. Is that a problem? Am I starting to live in your mind - rent free- Ms. Min-Sinclair?
 All thoughts left my mind as my eyes momentarily grew wide when Poppy lunged at me, but the boys grabbed her.
 "Yo. It's just a dance Poppy. You're crazy." Erik said and that was the start of the mob throwing insults towards her. 
 I frowned. "Leave her alone. She's already gone through enough."
 She glared at me, "Oh cute. Saint Bea emerges again. Excuse me while I go hurl." She pushes everyone on her way as she left.
 Zoey suddenly whispered, "Hey I think I know what's our next plan will be. That assistant of Poppy is the plan." 
 "Huh? Okay..." I mumbled while I stare at Poppy's retrieving figure. 
 Zoey bumped my shoulders lightly, "Bea are you really okay? You're quite spacing out."
 "Me?" I paused gathering myself together. "Yeah I guess I'm just tired."
 Zoey looked at me worriedly, "Okay should we head back to our dorm?"
 I smiled a little, "I think I'll want to walk around for a while Zo. Take a breather."
 "Okay. Call me when you're about to go home. I'll prepare our mini celebration." She grinned.
 "Thanks Zo. You're the best." I gave her a hug before strolling my way away from people.
 Million thoughts were running on my mind as I stroll around the campus, but it all led to one person in the end, that Poppy. I should be happy. I annoyed her back. In fact i got into her skin so bad she was lashing out, but my emotions were a jumbled mess. 
 I round the corner in the Law building. A place I'm not really familiar with. I think it was my first time rounding up in this area of the school. I can't even spot any student anymore. It felt peaceful and not suffocating after hours of being surrounded by cheers and people. 
 I halted in my step when I arrived at the lobby of the building. Several plastic bench chairs are lined in the center. That was when I noticed the lone figure sitting at the back row. She had a blonde hair and wore a pink jacket. Poppy?
 I tried to ignore the loud thumping of my heart when I mentioned her name on my mind and focus on walking closely towards her. 
 "Poppy?" I spoke once I was standing beside her. 
 Her head was bowed a little, and her hair was hiding her face from my view. She remained silent.
 I decided to speak again, "Is that you?"
 Our surrounding was so quiet that it made me heard her quiet sniffles. I watched her hands flew to her face, probably wiping her face. My eyes grew wide in realization. Was she crying?
 Her eyes were red and puffy when she looked at me and glared, "You're still not finish ruining this day Farmsville?" Her voice sounded hoarse.
 I felt something inside of me break seeing her like this. I clenched my jaw, trying to bury the hundreds of emotions that swarmed my heart.
 "I am not here to fight with you. I just happen to pass by the area." 
 "Right. Just like the last time." She mumbled.
 "May I sit beside you?" 
 She threw me a glare, "As if you'll listen if I say no."
 I gave her a small smile, "I wouldn't bother asking if I'll only do what I want."
 Her gaze never faltered, scrutinizing me, "Fine. Sit."
 I sat on the bench maintaining a safe distance from her. She doesn't talk and so was I, but I was dying to talk to her. To apologize, to ask anything to make her feel better - maybe I can give her a hug? I tried to erase that thought and bury that urge as I started fidgeting with my hands on my lap.
 Poppy's voice cut the silence, "Talk Hughes." 
 I looked at her, my eyes wandering on her side profile. Her brown eyes gleaming with unshed tears, her cheeks slightly wet with tears, her pointed nose, her fair skin, and her lips that were pouting. She wanted me to talk, but I felt like I can’t find my voice. Seeing her, this close - my ears were buzzing with the humming beat of my heart.
 She turned her face and our eyes met. She raised an eyebrow, "What now?" 
 I gulped thickly. You're beautiful. I shook my head, "Sorry. I just didn't know what to say."
 Poppy scoffed. "Stop pitying me."
 I frowned, " I am not."
 She crossed her arms in front of her chest, "Really?"
 "Look, I have my conscience. I feel guilty on how today went for you. I feel like my actions had domino effects and you're the one who caught all the bad stuff."
 "Feelings are a sign of weakness and here you are telling that to me? Your enemy." She held my gaze an unreadable expression flashed her eyes.
 "Enemy?" I raised an eyebrow. "Funny. I don't consider you as something like that."
  "Stop lying. We've been arguing and fighting ever since you came here, and yet I am not your enemy? Are you dumb?"
 I chuckled, "You attacked me for no reason Poppy. That's why I annoyed you for no reason too."
 "Excuse me? You're aiming for my throne and I can't let you have that."
 I sighed, "In reality I don't care about the throne. I am just curious as to why you hung to that number 1 spot like your life depends on it."
 "And what if my life really depends on it?"
 I shook my head, a little sad at how Poppy said those words, "Then that's sad."
 "What?" She asked annoyed.
 "I said what i said. You're not always gonna be number 1 Poppy. That's just how life works."
 "You're wrong Hughes. I am a Min-Sinclair anything below number 1 means I lost, and I don't lose."
 I stared at her my eyes started to wander again on her face, and then I saw something I had never seen before. On the upper left of her forehead there was a small scar. Unconsciously my hand reached out for it. Poppy slapped my hand bringing me back to the present. Ouch that sting. She was glaring at me, a flash of anger in her eyes. I'm used to angry Poppy, but her eyes right now spoke a hundred emotions of anger that made me shiver.
 "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." I spoke in a hurry sensing I stepped on a sensitive topic.
 "Don't you ever mention that to anyone." Her voice sounded colder this time.
 "Okay, but where-"
 "And don't you dare ask me about it. Again."
 I nodded, "Alright. I'm sorry again."
 She stood up, her glare not wavering, "My patience had wore off. I'll be leaving Hughes." She didn't wait for my response and started to walk away.
 "Wait Poppy..." My lips worked, words already out of my mouth before I can even think what I was doing. 
 She halted in her steps which I was surprised. Poppy looked back at me, eyebrow raised waiting for what I was going to say. 
 But truth was I don't have anything to say. All I had was jumbled emotions and a struggling phrase that rose into my mind, but I fought back for it not to be said out loud. 
 I want to talk to you more. Instead I said the words, "Never mind."
 Poppy groaned, "You're annoying Hughes." Before she sauntered away from my sight. 
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