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The first two days of the school year passed with a lot of Dylan Williams talk.
There were people who asked who he was. There were people who remembered who he was, but forgot the last time they saw him. And there were a few people who knew who he was, what he did the last time he was here, and who he did it with. I dreaded those people.
I couldn’t bear the possibility of someone bringing that into the light. I was already the weird chick with the weird hobby, and I didn’t need that scandal blowing up in my face, considering I had no idea if I could trust Dylan not to reveal the only thing I managed to keep under wraps for so long. He was the only one who knew the whole story, except my best friend Hannah, and I wanted to keep it that way.
The football team seemed to train all the time these days, so I wasn’t surprised to find them all on the field when I got outside on Wednesday. I was on the track team. It fitted perfectly, given the fact I was always running away from someone or something in my life.
I was stretching alone a few steps away from the others when a finger poked my shoulder. I almost jumped out of my skin.
I turned around. Dylan lifted his hands in the air as if he was trying to show me he was harmless, which I knew he wasn’t. But I wasn’t either, and he knew that about me too.
“I didn’t mean to scare you. I just wanted to say hi.”
“Hi then,” I replied with the intention of turning my back on him, when I realized his outfit was more fitting for my track team, than the football practice. “I thought you were playing football?” I asked, confused.
“Yeah,” Dylan smiled. “That didn’t work out.”
“Why?”
“The team’s captain has a fragile ego.”
My heart dropped to the ground. My worst nightmares were coming to life. Everything that happened that New Year’s Eve four years ago would come out, and I had zero control over it.
“Are you okay?” Dylan frowned at me. “You look…horrified.”
“What happened?” I managed to ask under my breath.
“With Lucas? Nothing really,” he sounded disinterested. “He just made it clear he wasn’t having me on his team. It’s fine. There is a better company here anyway,” he flashed me a grin.
I didn’t answer. First of all, I was trying to regulate my heart beat, and, second of all, I didn’t want to give him any indications I approved of his flirtatious comment.
I continued my stretch as if he wasn’t there, doing my best to hide the mini breakdown I just had.
“Can we talk?” he asked.
“No.”
“Why?” I heard the smile in his voice, and I glanced at him. He really looked amused.
“Because I don’t enjoy talking while running. I prefer to be able to breathe.”
His smile got even bigger.
“You weren’t so grumpy the last time I saw you.”
“People change.”
“My point exactly,” he took a step closer to me. “I know what I did the last time we saw each other was bad.”
“Which part?” I mocked him, thinking he wouldn’t continue. He surprised me.
“All of it. That whole evening was a mistake. I had my reasons for my behavior, but I had no right …”
“Yeah, yeah. I got it,” I cut him off. Some of the people around us were watching with open interest. Boys didn’t usually come to me for a conversation. Not that I never went on a date. I just never went on aseconddate.
And the girls had already labeled Dylan as the new hot guy. Me getting attention from him was not a desired outcome for the female part of the students. Which made them stare.
“No need to apologize,” I added in my attempt to shut him up before someone heard the end of his story.
