Drawn to You (Lover to Stepbrother)(7)



“I didn’t realize.” Her eyes connect with mine.

“Why should you? Anything creative or artistic isn’t important in this school, these lights are probably over fifteen years old, but with a bit of tweaking they work just fine.” She grabs one of the lights Aaron was working on and gets to work. After a few minutes, it switches on.

“You’re good at this.”

She giggles. “Loads of practice.” I smile at her and she smiles back. “I’m sorry if I acted like…”

“A crazy bitch?” I interrupt and she laughs.

“Yeah, one of those.” She shakes her head. “I just want this to be perfect. Like I said, a lot of important people are coming to this, they probably aren’t interested in the show and just feel obligated to be here, but I want to try and make an impression, even if it’s with one person.”

“Why?” She leans back on her hands and I follow suit as we both look to the stage.

“All this will look good on my college applications, of course, but music is my life and if I can get a toe in the door to let it be my actual life, I will do whatever it takes.”

“You’ll be playing?”

She nods. “Yup.” She pops her p. “I hope I’m good enough, enough to impress someone.” She looks to me and then stands.

“I’m sure you will be great.” I smile.

“Thank you.” I am so enthralled with her eyes that when I lean forward to get the screwdriver, I don’t look at what I’m doing. I flinch when I feel something sharp slice my hand and it instantly starts bleeding. I must have touched something sharp on the lighting. “Hurry, come with me,” Sasha says, grabbing my other hand. We jog out of the gym and to the nurse’s office where she just walks in, without knocking or anything, and pushes me on the slabbed bed as she grabs the first aid box.

“Won't we get in trouble for being here?” I look around the room. Sasha opens the box and starts rattling through it.

“No, she’s gone for lunch, and besides, no one comes in here during lunch period. Now hold still, this will hurt.” She uses a wipe which has something on it that causes a sting when she cleans the cut.

“Fuck.” I groan.

“Don’t be such a baby.” She bites her lip as she concentrates and the pain I was feeling is gone as my eyes focuses on her mouth. She looks back up to me and we both pause, just for a moment, before she shakes her head and grabs a bandage, wrapping it around my hand. “It doesn’t look like it needs stitches or anything.” She puts the first aid box away and puts the used stuff in the trash.

“Thank you.”

“Anytime.” She starts to head to the door.

“Sasha,” I call out and she turns, giving me a questioning look. I jump off the bed and walk towards her. “I was wondering if you’ve ever watched me play.”

“Sorry, I don’t watch football. I find it very boring.” I chuckle at her honesty.

“Well, maybe you should watch me train sometime. Tomorrow, come to my practice.”

“Why would I do that?” She crosses her arms.

“Because you want to see what the fuss is all about,” is all I say as I walk around her and head to the cafeteria. I really hope she does come.

I walk into the cafeteria to my usual table, glaring at Danny and Nathan. They wear apologetic faces while Aaron has a shit eating grin, knowing I’m going to give them an ass kicking.

“Where the fuck were you guys? Do you want me to get suspended? Do you not want me to play in our next game? If that’s the case, just tell me now and I’ll let Mr. Atkins kick my ass out,” I grunt out.

“Hey, man, we’re sorry, there were a couple of cheerleaders, you know how it is.” Nathan chuckles and I just glare at him.

“Do you think those cheerleaders will be all over you if you lose the next game? We are a team and we need to help each other out. Stop thinking with your dick, you get me?” He nods.

“Bros before hoes,” Aaron says, leaning back and I roll my eyes.

“How was working with the music nerds?” Danny asks me. I don’t mean to, but I look over the room to where Sasha is laughing with her friends and when I look back to the guys, all their gazes are on where I was staring.

Shit.

They all give me knowing smiles and I inwardly groan.

“She is a nice piece of ass.” Danny looks back over to her. “She has that sexy, nerdy, librarian look to her. Is she your next conquest?” Before I have a chance to answer, Aaron starts laughing.

“He wishes.” He continues laughing. “She can’t stand being around him. You should have seen her before, stomping over to the principal’s office because she didn’t want us jocks to be anywhere near the talent show. He has as much of a chance with her as I have with our English Lit teacher.” Nathan and Danny chuckle with him.

“I think if he wanted to, he could bag her,” Danny says.

“You didn’t see how she was around him.” Aaron leans back in his chair. He didn’t notice that she was actually nice to me once we were alone.

“I agree with Danny boy, if Colin wanted to fuck her, it would happen. Come on, it's Colin. Who says no to Colin?”

“Guys…” I try to butt in.

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