knew I shouldn’t have these feelings, then why wouldn’t they stop? What would it take for me to forget about her?
The only thing left for me to do was to focus on her bad side. I had to remind myself of the way she treated people until it was imprinted on my brain. I had to forget about that little girl who’d been my friend. I had to forget that she’d once cared about people, cared about me. This was the only way to stop thinking about her.
I had to hate Ashton Summers.
Chapter Seven
Ashton
“Hey, sexy,” a low voice said from behind me.
Tingles ran through my stomach as I shut my locker and spun around. Oliver stood behind me, a smile playing around his mouth. He must’ve had gym last period, because he was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt and there was a sheen of sweat along his hairline. Somehow, that raised the hotness factor by ten. He looked good enough to eat.
“Hey, yourself,” I said, flashing him a broad grin.
Oliver leaned against the set of lockers beside mine as he studied me in my cheerleading outfit. My cheeks flushed at the attention from him. Yeah, I knew I looked good, but there was no feeling in the world getting special attention from the guy you had a crush on. The guy who was about to become my boyfriend.
“You off to cheerleading practice?” Oliver asked.
I nodded. “Yeah, my first practice as captain. And hopefully Elly can take a hint and doesn’t show up.”
“Doesn’t she need to hand it in writing to your coach?”
“It’s just a formality,” I said taking a step closer. “Everyone knows what the captain says goes.”
Oliver raised an eyebrow and reached out to tease the neckline of my top with a finger. “Is that so?”
“Do you doubt me?” My tone was playful as I tilted my head to the side, my eyes locked on his.
Oliver casually placed a hand on my hip and brought his lips towards mine. “I know you won’t need it, but good luck.” He pressed his lips against my cheek before pulling away.
Disappointment hit me like a ton of bricks at the innocent kiss. I had wanted so much more. I’d wanted him to make it a little more obvious that he was into me. Apart from the looks and the flirting, he’d never tried to make a move on me. This had been the perfect moment and he hadn’t taken it.
I brushed away my disappointment and managed a smile. “I better get going. I’m already running late.” I hoped he noticed the reluctance in my voice, so he didn’t think I was trying to get rid of him. Getting rid of him was the last thing I wanted to do.
“See ya, captain.” Oliver said with a wink, before turning and walking down the hall towards the exit.
When he disappeared, I heaved a sigh and headed in the opposite direction towards the gym. I was suddenly very nervous about facing the girls (and guys) for the first time as their captain. The former captain, Erica, had been really popular amongst the squad. She’d been efficient, brought new ideas to the table, and had seemed to get along with everyone. Some of our best cheers had come from her.
Over the summer, the squad had been through a lot of routines with Erica at the lead. She’d helped me prepare for the pep rally and made sure the team knew what to do. But Erica wasn’t here to guide me anymore. I had huge shoes to fill, but at the moment, my stomach was full of nerves—jumping, leaping, sinking—that were making me feel sick.
There was so much resting on today’s practice: my entire reputation, the pep rally tomorrow, and my future as Mrs. Oliver Carson. Okay, maybe not the Mrs. Carson part, but still. It could happen one day.
There was a strange hush when I entered the gym. No excited voices greeted me, which was weird considering the whole team was there, including the two yellers and Coach Morgan. My eyes narrowed when I caught sight of someone else. Elly.
Obviously, the girl couldn’t take a hint. She was still wearing Luca’s shirt which, for some reason, bothered