Chapter 66:

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We walk into the football field and it's packed. There are cheerleaders everywhere and so many students have come to watch the game.

Kai wave us over and we all go sit with them on the bleachers.

'Which ones Carlos?' Zoya asks.

'He's the quarterback,' Kia replies. 'Number 53'

Xuan didn't want to come with us, He's been acting weird but I'm sure it's just because of the funeral.

Alessandro wanted to stay in and watch a movie with Mimi, her pregnancy cravings have gotten worse.

Aiden and Alora come back with drinks and a tray of snacks.

When Everyone's ready, the game starts when Coach blows her whistle.

I open up a packet of chips and start eating them, while drinking my fruit punch.

One of the guys gets tackled and the ball falls out of his hands.

It's hard to understand what's happening but when people start cheering, I know to join in with them.

I keep watching Carlos, keeping my eyes on 53. He's really good at this.

He throws the ball to some other guy and that guy scored. Everyone's gets up and starts cheering.

'He is so good at this,' Lorenzo says clapping.

'Yeah,' Kai replies.

The wind blows and I start feeling chilly.

'Zoya pass your keys I want to get my hoodie from the car,' I say.

She throws me his keys and I catch them.

'Get me my jumper please,' Alora says.

I walk down the stairs of the bleachers and make my way to the student parking lot. It's dark and the lamps light the way.

I finally find Zoya's car and open it up. I stick my head into the door of the back seats And grab my grey hoodie.

I put it on and find Alora's jumper and also a bottle of Tequila.

Jackpot.

Of course she has a stash in her car.

'Zoya, you're a life saver.' I mutter.

I empty out my cup of juice and fill it with tequila. This should be able to get me through the night.

I close the door and lock the car.

My eye catches on something next to the gate.

The man's back.

I don't hesitate before I'm running.

I hear heavy footsteps behind me and I run faster. I don't look back, not once and continue running.

Something brushes my back, sending shivers through me.

I finally reach the bleachers and make my way back to my seat.

I finally look behind me.

No ones there.

I hand Alora her jumper and we continue watching the game.

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