Ours, Chapter 11
“So, I heard you got up to some interesting stuff this weekend.”
Nic closed his locker door and turned to look at whoever was talking to him. It was Tim, another one of his teammates.
“What, the party?” Nic figured that’s what he had to be talking about. It was Monday morning, the first day back at school since the party. After his victory, his family, particularly his father, had made a big deal out of celebrating nearly all weekend and Nic was exhausted. As a result, Nic ended up driving himself into school, trying to squeeze in a few more precious minutes of sleep. “Yeah, that was a kick ass night. Weren’t you there?”
“That’s not exactly what I’m talking about,” Tim paused as he looked around to see if anyone was watching. “Some people are… saying stuff about you man.”
“What are you talking about? What kind of stuff?” The way the guy looked around made Nic a little nervous.
“Well… some people are going around saying they saw you fucking that Cory kid at the party. People are saying you’re secretly ga-”
“What the fuck!?” Nic grabbed Tim by the shirt and slammed him into the locker behind him. “Who the fuck is saying that shit about me!?”
“Hey, man, chill!” Tim put hands up in surrender. “I’m just telling you what people are saying. I thought you’d wanna know.”