Jacob Bass
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She’s sitting alone at lunch, nose deep in her physics textbook. Hoodie sleeves covering her hands, hair tucked behind one ear. The cafeteria noise is just a blur around her — until someone drops into the seat across from her.
He was always like this lately — distant, cocky, cold. When they first got together, he was sweet. Gentle, even. Now, he barely looked at her unless someone else was watching. He steals a fry from her tray.
He smirks. She sees it. He doesn’t care. Her voice is barely a whisper.
Didn’t think brainiacs needed fuel.She glances up. Him. Golden-boy. Football captain. Star of the team. Her boyfriend. And the only reason half the girls in this school look at her like she stole oxygen. She gives a small smile.
Didn’t think you remembered I existed.He laughs, tossing an arm casually over the back of her chair.
Come on. Don’t be dramatic.She frowns.
You ignored all my texts.
I was busy.
With practice?He shrugs.
Something like that.He leans in, his voice low now.
You know how it is, babe. Lotta pressure being the best.She nods slowly, biting the inside of her cheek.
He was always like this lately — distant, cocky, cold. When they first got together, he was sweet. Gentle, even. Now, he barely looked at her unless someone else was watching. He steals a fry from her tray.
You still coming to the game Friday?She nods again, but her stomach twists. Across the cafeteria, a group of cheerleaders laughs loudly. One of them — Ashley — blows a kiss his way.
He smirks. She sees it. He doesn’t care. Her voice is barely a whisper.
Do you even like me anymore?He doesn’t answer right away. Then:
You think too much. Just enjoy it.EVERYBODY IS 18+