Chapter 287


    ~SCARLETT~


    Out of all the days at the academy, this was always the one I hated the most. It was one day of the year


    where every girl from the academy had no choice but to participate in sports. I usually skipped it by


    finding something else to do, but ra was forcing me to attend this time.


    She was the one who enjoyed sports; I was the opposite. This would be easy for her, but for me, it


    would be pure torture.


    “Since Carter is the star yer, he will train all the women there. You have toe with me.” She begs.


    “This is a good chance for me to see our progress. So far, you’ve done better than I expected. So


    please, please, please,e with me.”


    There was no chance of me saying no to her when she was begging this much.


    “You’re lucky to have a sister like me.” I tease. “No one else would go through this much trouble for


    anyone!”


    She rolls her eyes, “Yes, I’m fortunate. That’s one thing we both could agree on.”


    She pulled me out of the ssroom and practically had to drag me out onto the field. I spot Carter


    almost immediately; how could I not? He was in the middle of the field with mesmerized girls around


    him. They surrounded him like he was their next big meal.


    Was there any other girl beside me that didn’t go crazy over him?


    I narrowed my eyes; he seemed to enjoy all of the attention. He allowed them to touch him wherever


    they pleased even though we were still on school grounds.


    He made me sick. They all did.


    “You look angrier than I do to see him with so many girls.” ra chuckles.


    I wrinkle my nose in disgust. “Just look at him out there. I don’t understand why women like him, no


    offense to you. There isn’t anything charming about him except his skills in sports. Other than that, he’s


    just some asshole sleeping around with anyone he gets a chance to.”


    My sister smiles, “how are you so immune to his obvious charms?”


    I shrug my shoulders, and he looks my way simultaneously. My lips part when his prating gaze hits


    me head-on.


    “H-he isn’t even that good-looking.” I lie. My heart was doing some weird fluttering thing, but I ignored


    it.


    His lips curled yfully as though he’d somehow heard me. I clench my jaw and bite down hard on my


    bottom lip.


    I hate him.


    I hate Cater Prince.


    “Show me again, Carter,” Amy whispers as she seductively runs her hand up and down his arm. “It’s so


    hard.”


    I watch in annoyance as he touches her inappropriately while showing her how to shoot a basketball.


    Another one approaches him and tries to gain his attention by pretending to be a lost, needy girl.


    I didn’t know how to shoot a basketball, but I wouldn’t beg him to show me what to do. I would rather


    practice and fail a hundred times than let him teach me.


    “That’s enough,dies,” Carter says suddenly. “There are others here who haven’t gotten a chance to


    learn. Practice what I’ve shown you while I tend to them.”


    I purse my lips as I watch him moving towards us. The other girls were pouting now that he wasn’t


    giving them any attention. I was sure they’d only signed up to see him.


    I had to fix my expression. I couldn’t act like he was thest person I wanted to see today.


    I felt ra’s mood immediately dampen.


    “Do you need any help?” He asks her.


    She frowns, “I’ve gotten enough help from you Carter. Trust me, I don’t need any more. Instead, why


    don’t you try to train someone else?”


    She turns and walks away, leaving me alone with the biggest viin in my life. I hate when she does


    this to me.


    Can’t she tell that I hate being alone with him? I always felt things that I shouldn’t feel. He always said


    something that made my heart race. He also said things that made me feel like punching him again.


    “I’ve never seen you at one of these practices.” He says with his tongue against his cheek.


    “And?” I ask. “Is that a problem? If you want me to leave, I’ll happily walk away this second.”


    I was waiting for the right opportunity to storm out of here.


    He focuses his prating gaze on me, and I swear I almost tripped.


    Why does he look even more attractive when he tilts his head and looks at me like that? I shook my


    head. Get a grip, Scarlett!


    He steps closer to me and leans down so that his lips are close to my ear.


    “Your ass print is still on my truck,” he teases me, and I swear all the hair on the back of my neck


    stands up. “I don’t n on ever washing it as long as a part of you is still there.”This is the property of N?-velDrama.Org.