The Bad Boy’s Favorite Girl

Chapter Thirty-six

Elena POV.

The end of the week came quicker than I anticipated with everything that has been going on with Mac and me, the way he came up my window the other night, and how he spoke about himself to me without hesitation.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

I just felt like I had gotten a new friend and also I had a new feeling that was growing inside of me. Whatever the feeling was I knew it was not just me feeling this way even Mac felt this way I could say with all certainty.

Things with Vee were going great, even if I had not fully informed her about everything that had been going on with me and Mac I still couldn’t ask for a more loving friend like her in a place where everyone was a pain in the neck.

It was just so that she was the only one I trusted- technically you could add Mac to the list because he has found a place in my heart also and he is slowly winning my trust.

“Hey, are you coming for my game tomorrow?” Mac asked me as we walked into school together and I shook my head.

In all truthfulness and honesty, I wanted to be there for Mac at his game but I did not want him to know I was enthusiastic about it and thinking of going to support him so I decided to act all tough and unconcerned when I was honestly eager to watch him play inside.

“Why? Lakewood High is a good adversary, not as great as us but they are able to give us a little tough time. And this is our first comeback since our failure last year,” Mac said, waving at a batch of students who were putting on supporting t-shirts for the school game.

It was opening game day tomorrow and it was going to be hosted at Lakewood High.

“I’ll think about it,” I said to him “Remember we have homework to do,” I added as Mac rolled his eyes to the reminder I just gave to him.

“don’t think about it, just say yes, tell me you are going to come watch me play because I really want you to be there,” Mac said softly.

“And I know and you know I’m doing rather incredible things now, such as studying. So Just a few hours at the game wouldn’t hurt,” Mac whimpered and I sighed, banging his Algebra textbook to his chest.

“Fine, I will be there to watch you. But only if you finish exercise three before shutting down time,” I said, positioning my hands on my waist as I gave him a fierce look. He smiled up at me, giving me his puppy dog eyes which I almost fell for. Despite those bright blue eyes looking at me I shook my head.

“What? That’s impossible, I have to skip French class to catch up with practice this afternoon.” He argued and I smiled at him.

He groaned before changing his book to his other hand as his team members began to walk into the hallway and I saw that as my signal to leave. I knew the rest of the team wasn’t too happy about me getting close to Mac.

“Ok. Then have fun not seeing me. Au Revoir,” I waved at him as I started to walk away.

“What does that even mean?” Mac asked as he yelled back and I turned to him still walking.

“If you didn’t miss the last French lessons we had, you would have known that Au Revoir means goodbye in French. See you on Mon-” My words left my lips as I collided with someone.

My books fell past my hand and I rubbed my head, seeing a pair of blue sneakers in front of me and I instantly knew who I had hit.

I looked up to see Tisha and her minions hashtag the hottest girls in school staring angrily at me.

She was wearing her cheerleading outfit for outside school events mostly because of the game tomorrow, and her eyes were brimmed with unshed tears.

The other girls standing behind her glared at me evenly and I quickly stepped back, praying inwardly that they ignored me like they usually did.

“Watch where you’re going!” She yelled, stepping into my personal space. It looked like she was obviously mad about something before meeting me and now I was the perfect person for her to take out all her anger at.

But before I could speak up, Mac came to stand beside me and he swathed his hand around my waist sending shivers down my spine and I glanced at him in surprise and perplexity.

“Tisha, what’s wrong?” He asked, glaring at Tisha who gasped in shock at Mac’s hand around me and I wriggled, changing direction a bit to step away from him now that students had started to come around and watch the scene in front of them.

“Really? You’re defending her now, what are you? Her lapdog?” Tisha asked, smirking evilly and tucking her hands in front of her.

“Yes. I am.” Mac said and everyone sniffed at what he had said. I lowered my head in shame and disbelief.

“And now if you come near her once more I wouldn’t hesitate to come for you,” Mac finished before giving Elena one more glare and pulling me away from the crowd.

“Does she know?” Tisha suddenly raised a question.

I felt Mac freeze in front of me with confusion written all over his face, he was trying to understand what she meant by what she said, it was obvious that he had no idea of what she was talking about. I turned back to Tisha in bafflement.

What was she talking about?

Was she talking about me?

What didn’t I know? I thought as Mac dropped my hand and took a long stride to Tisha, grabbing her hand and taking her out of the hallway. She smirked as she followed him before blowing me a kiss.