"We have a game on Wednesday Ella, be there for seven." Coach Spears says to me bluntly before wondering off. I watch him leave, my eyes wide with shock —
"My name is Bella!" I yell angrily before stomping on the floor hard. I curse under my breath unhappily, frowning. I do not want to do this job, at all.
"You're cute when you're angry."
I turn to see Brody leaning against the caged fence, a bead of sweat running along his forehead. He's clutching a water bottle and staring straight at me, a small smirk on his lips.
"You know, I won't be your little secret for long if you carry on stalking me."
Brody scoffs, pushing himself off the fence effortlessly.
"Stalking you?" He questions. I nod confidently, holding my head high.
"Bella, this is my football team. You're the one stalking me," he smirks, handing me his water bottle. Without another word, he wonders past me, heading towards the sports building.