Chapter 3: Chapter 3
Blue's POV
My gym class was my worst class out of the whole day. I didn't even fit in with all the ripped boys in this class and It looked like they were drugged off of steroids.
I was this pale and skinny figure that you could easily snap like a wishbone.
I quickly change into my gym uniform so I won't have to change in front of no one. These boys are fucking pervs and they might rape me.
Tying my shoelaces to my converse making sure they were tight enough, I heard a lot of roar of laughter coming from the outside.
Speaking of the perverts.
The door swung open, revealing all the boy's coming into the room and I pulled out my phone to see no text from Grace. I text her nonstop and she hasn't even read not one of my messages.
Someone grab's my phone from my hand and I look up to face nonother than Mason fucking Samuels. "Aww look you are texting your nonexistence girlfriend or boyfriend?" He mocked me while going through my phone.
"Give it back!" I hiss at him, trying to reach for my phone. Damn why is this bitch so tall?
"You got something smart to say virgin?" He started tossing my phone up and down. I swear if he drops it and it cracks we are fighting even if I might lose.
"Give him his phone back, you don't have to be a dick to everyone." The same boy that tried to flirt with me this morning said by snatching the phone from his hands then gave it to me.
"Thanks." I mumbled, not looking at him.
"Anytime love. "
"Today we are going to play capture the flag!" Coach shouted and I groaned at the game he had to announce. I hate this fucking game and I'm not even fit enough to play this damn game.
I raised my hand to get the coach's attention. "Yes, Mr. Moon?" He acknowledges me with an attitude like I interrupted his important instruction.
"Uh, can I not play this game?"
"Sure, If you want to do 30 suicides up and down the bleachers." He responded in excitement as if it was the most enjoyable thing in the world.
Oh no, that's worse than playing the game. I'm going to have to suck it up and pray I don't get tackled by no one.
"Never mind." I mutter while looking down at my shoes.
"Didn't think so." He grunts, probably annoyed by me for asking that question. I think the coach doesn't like me for some reason.
Turning my head towards the bleachers, there were some girls sitting down from their gym period. They were about to be entertained by this little game of me being tossed around like a rag doll.
"Okay, team captain's are Mason and Zack!" The coach pointed at Mason and the boy this morning.
Oh, so that's his name?
"As it should." Mason said while grinning from ear to ear like he knew he was about to be picked for captain. He's the captain of the basketball team so that wasn't a fucking coincidence.
"You have to choose your player's for your team, Zack you go first." Coach told them and Zack started to tap his index finger on his sharp jawline.
"Okay." He said, thinking real hard and it took him several minutes for him to figure out who he wanted for his team. This is not a life or death decision like come on.
"I'll get Blue" He finally decided and it made everyone start laughing.
What's so funny?
"You chose the smallest." Mason laughs like he was about to die. "You chose the smallest person for your teammate? Bro, you got to be smarter than that!"
Just because I'm small doesn't mean I can still do things. Short people can do a lot of things that people wish they could do.
"You would be surprised what someone like him can do." He smirks while looking at me then looks back at Mason. "Be smart who you pick because you won't expect what's coming."
"Yeah, right I'm so scared." Mason snorted at his comment.
When they were finished picking their teammates for their teams everyone went to their side of the field.
"Stay in the back shortie." A boy bumps into me and I wince at his hard nudge at my shoulder.
"You don't have to tell me twice." I mumbled while rubbing my shoulder from his nudge.
I have to say we have some fast people on our team and they can do most of the work while I stand here like a statue.
"Go Mason!" A girl shouted from the bleachers and I rolled my eyes. Of course he has fans for this game.
"Make sure no one gets the flag and If one of them tries to take it you grab it and run as fast as you can to the other side, got it?" Zack ordered me and I looked at him like he was crazy.
That was not part of the plan! I was supposed to stand here and look pretty.
I was cut out of my thought's by the whistle and everyone started to run at each other, trying to get past each other. I looked everywhere so no one won't sneak me.
These boys were tackling each other like this was football!
Mason was a beast I mean a fucking beast. He was tackling everyone with one push and I was scared he was about to push me to another state.
"Go Go Go!" Someone shouted at me to grab the flag.
Mason was charging at me and It took my brain a long time to send a signal to my body to grab the flag and run for my life. When my brain finally told me to do it, I grabbed the flag and ran down the field.
I jump over people's and dodge someone who was trying to catch me. My heart was beating a thousand times harder. This is a great workout for me and I felt like Kim Possible.
"Go Go Go!" Zack shouted at me that made me run faster than I ever did before.
I felt someone tackled me to the ground. Whimpering in pain, I clutch my head and I roll over to face Mason, who was smirking down at me.
"You okay virgin? My bad about that." He cackled at me and his voice was fading. I felt light-headed and dark spots were appearing in my vision. All I could hear was people calling my name before passing out.
"Yo, you think he is dead?" I heard someone say it in concern.
"No dumb ass he is still breathing!" Another voice shouted at the person from there dumb comment.
"Blue... Blue... Blue." Someone said, tapping on my shoulder and I opened my eyes to see Zack face close to me. I screech while pushing him off of me.
"He is awake!" Zack shouted in relief that I have woken up. "You hit your head on the ground and you also broke your glasses." He was holding a broken pair of my glasses. Now how am I supposed to look at something from afar distant?
"Here's an ice pack for your head." He gave me the ice pack for my head and I put the cold substance on my head while sighing.
This is great, I get tackled by Mason Samuels then I break my glasses. Now I'm going to be blind for the rest of the day.
"He's awake? Damn you can't even take a tackle!" Mason said to me and I gave him the nastiest glare.
"You could have given him a concussion!" Zack shouted at the brown-haired boy who was looking at him in amusement.
"Not my fault he can't take a fall. I told you about that smart mouth of yours and look what happened." Mason replied while laughing at me.
"Alright, boys, that's enough! Go hit the showers." Coach shouted at us and I got up from the ground then dust myself off. I started walking off when Zack was walking beside me.
Can this guy get enough?
"You did great out there!" He said smiling at me from encouragement. Yeah, I get tackled by someone and break my glasses. Yeah, I did a good job alright.
"Thanks." I walked away from him, hoping that he wouldn't try to catch up with me.
I looked around the cafeteria for Grace. She was hard to spot since she is trying to avoid me. I detect the fire red hair girl sitting at a table by herself, scrolling through her phone.
Walking over to her, I sat down at the table and she didn't look up from my appearance. Grace is so stubborn sometimes.
"Grace!" I called her name and she didn't respond even if I was screaming in her ear. When I had enough, I grabbed her phone from her so she could focus on me.
"Hey give it b─" She gasps, clutching my face when she notices my face. "What happened to you?" Grace started to examine my face.
"Just another game of capture the flag and the All Mighty Mason tackled me to the ground."
She shook her head with a deadly face. "I'll kill him! Look at your eye, it's swollen!" I pushed her hand off my face.
"It's okay, I have an ice packet for a reason." I showed her the Ice packet and she sighs while sitting back down in her chair.
Grabbing some fries from her tray, I pop it in my mouth. "He broke my glasses too. He is paying me 300 dollars for it plus shipping!"
"I'm sure your mom would buy you another pair or wear the contacts she suggests you all the time." She replied, nibbling on a fry. I don't like my contacts because they were too hard to put on.
"No thanks." I mutter from her suggestion of me wearing contacts. "Oh, and I'm sorry about what happened last night. I don't know what I did, but I'm sorry."
She frowns at my apology then she tucks her red hair behind her ear. "It's okay and I was just upset about you sleeping on me when we were watching the movie." She shrugged, not looking at me.
"Well, I'll take you to Ice Cream Palace to get some ice cream for an apology." I told her and her whole face started to brighten.
She has a desire for sweets
"You kinda look cute without your glasses." She told me while running her fingers through my hair.
"Thanks?" I said, being awkward by her comment.
We both started to talk about the new movie we were going to see when it comes out. It was like we didn't even get into a fight.
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone