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I was inspired, so here it is in it's own thread:
After the Match
how about this scene...
... post the integrated team match between MehRya's Uni and another...don't ask me the sport...I haven't decided.😛
"You are a pretty good player," the handsome captain said to the girl who had played formidably for the opposing team.
Mehek looked up at the guy instead of meeting his glance at her level as she did most of the boys, given her height. It was nice. "You mean for a girl," she said more coyly than she had intended.
"For anyone. I was very impressed. I'm Varun, by the way."
"Mehek," she replied. She gasped when the hand she had extended was used to pull her closer to the man that she was sure Sonal and Nehal would have found the cat's meow if they were here. He was gorgeous, but she couldn't deny the slight distaste she felt being close to him. She opened her mouth to ask him to release her, when the one voice that usually set her on edge came to her rescue.
"Sharma, if you've finished fraternizing, we do have a coach to catch back. Unless, that is, you are thinking about transferring schools."
"You wish Shaurya," she said bitterly, glad for the reprieve. "I've gotta go Varun; my captain is a complete ass. Nice meeting you."
"Wait, your number at least," the athlete asked.
"Find me on Facebook," she nonchalantly called over her shoulder. It was an easy out since she didn't use her real name on the social platform. "See ya."
She walked down the corridor, heading for the female locker room to quickly freshen up and grab her things, when she suddenly found herself turned and thrown against the wall. "If it wasn't for the fact that the match was over, I would seriously question your loyalty Sharma," Shaurya seethed in her ear.
"My performance should tell you everything you need to know about my loyalty," she needled, glorying that for the first time in a match she had surpassed him in points scored." Besides my enmity exists only when the match is on."
He glared at her, pressing up against her and leaving her no avenue for escape. "If that's the case, you should have no problem giving what you were offering just a few minutes ago, Sharma."
Mehek closed her eyes, cursing her body for its betrayal in reacting to both his words and his actions. He of all people would never know how close she was to answering his challenge with the response he would never expect. Besides he was nothing but a tease. She would never forget his insults in describing her to some of his friends when he didn't realize she was near. She was not his cup of tea, so she knew everything he was doing was just a way to exert control over her in the only way he could. It gave her the strength to push him away...
"You being the exception of course, Shaurya Khanna. I can't stand you either on or off the field."
Shaurya watched her dash down the hall, and punched the wall. "What the hell," he muttered uncaring of the abrasions that had blood spilling. He didn't know what had come over him, only that seeing her so close to another had sent him off the edge. Sharma was right, she hated him as much as he did her. But a few minutes ago that changed.
A few minutes ago she had been his... His Mehek, and like hell if any other guy but him was going to come close to her.
How the bloody hell had this happened?
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