Authors: J.L. Paul
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What girl?” he growled.
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That Lisa or Lila or whatever her name is,” she said, hitting her stride. “The one you made the date with that night we were all over RJ’s house. That girl.”
He snorted out a sarcastic laugh. “You think I’m actually dating Lila, huh? Figures. But no, Ally, I’m not. And if you would have just asked, I would have explained what that was all about. But you were just waiting for an excuse to run to Robby, weren’t you?”
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No,” she tried to protest.
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Whatever,” he said. “I have to go.” He hung up without another word.
Ally slowly shut her phone and turned her watery eyes on Robby. He gently touched her face and pulled her back into his embrace.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Ally woke early the next morning, her lip sore and puffy, and her eye stinging. She gathered up her things and tiptoed out of the room without waking Shannon. She showered, dressed, and, skipping breakfast, raced to the Athletic Building. She paused before Coach Thornberg’s door and knocked softly.
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Come in,” Coach called and Ally timidly entered. Coach smiled and gestured for Ally to take a seat. “Thank you for coming in so early.”
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I’m sorry,” Ally gushed, unable to hold back any longer. “I know I was wrong to fight with Danielle, but she said some pretty terrible things.”
Coach held up a hand and stopped Ally’s rambling. “Sami came to me and told me everything that happened. I know Danielle was baiting you, probably looking for a fight. But unfortunately, I cannot just let this matter drop. Someone told the Dean of Students and he’s insisting that I dole out a strict punishment.”
Ally swallowed and nodded, bracing herself for what was to come. “I understand.”
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I hate to do this, Ally,” Coach Thornberg said, her eyes sympathetic. “But I have to impose a five game suspension on both of you.”
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Five games?!” Ally exclaimed, scooting to the edge of the chair. “But we only have five games left.”
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I know,” Coach said a bit tersely. “But my hands are tied.”
Ally nodded again and massaged her forehead. “I’m sorry. Um, do you think it would be all right if I came to practice tonight to tell the team what happened and to apologize in person?”
Coach’s eyes widened in surprise but her lips eventually curved into a smile. “If you’d like. I think the team would appreciate it.”
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Okay,” Ally said as she stood and shouldered her bag. “I need to get to class.”
She shuffled out of the office, her tormented mind wondering what she’d say to the rest of her teammates. She didn’t think they’d have much of a chance at the finals without her and Danielle and the other girls would be sorely disappointed. But, she was partially to blame for the situation and she figured the right thing to do would be to own up to her mistake and apologize. Maybe someday they’d forgive her.
She bent her head against the bitter January wind and the large, fluffy snowflakes as she stepped out onto the slushy sidewalk and turned toward the academic buildings. She wrapped a scarf around her face and tugged on the beanie she’d yanked over her head that morning. She wasn’t much in the mood for class and considered going back to her dorm so she could indulge in a little bit of self-pity, but she didn’t think it would be a good idea. She was in enough trouble as it was.
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Ally!” Jamie shouted, his long legs stretching to catch up with her. She stopped and he grabbed her arm. “Where were you this morning?”
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Meeting,” she mumbled, tying her scarf around her face.
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Come on, we’re not going to class right now,” he said, dragging her back the way she’d just come. “I told the professor we had a family thing to deal with.”
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James,” she whined. “Where are you taking me?”
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A meeting,” he said gruffly as he pulled her to the parking lot.
She sighed and relented, gratefully climbing in his car to get out of the cold. “What kind of meeting?” she asked through her thick scarf.
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RJ wants to talk to you,” he said as he started the car and put it in gear without allowing the engine to warm up. “And don’t worry, Cole is not there.”
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I am not skipping class to go talk to RJ,’ she protested. “He can wait until classes finish.”
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Nope,” Jamie insisted, concentrating on the road through the blowing snow. “You have practice, anyway.”
She pursed her lips, not ready to reveal the horrible events of the previous day. “Fine, but I’m not hanging out there all day, just so you know.”
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I’m not asking you to,” he said as he cut through the streets and drove slowly through the threatening weather. He didn’t speak for the rest of the short trip, too intent on the road. When they parked in front of the house, she hopped out of the car and ran to the door, anxious to hear what RJ had to say and get back to campus.
RJ met them at the door and hurried them inside. They unzipped their coats and when Ally removed her hat and scarf, RJ gaped at her. “What the hell happened to you?”
Jamie’s head snapped around as he, too, noticed her face. “Cuz?”
She waved them off. “Basketball,” she mumbled. “Now what is this meeting all about?”
RJ stared at her face for a moment longer then crossed his arms over his chest. “I thought you were going to tell Cole about Robby?”
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You told me yesterday that you were going to tell him after practice,” Jamie added.
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Who told him?” she asked.
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Lila found out and told him yesterday,” RJ said. “We were at a meeting at the studio and she took him aside afterwards and told him.”
Ally cursed under her breath and whirled away from the boys, tears forming in her eyes. She sucked in a breath, loathing that Lila girl with all she had inside. It seemed she was bound and determined to make Ally’s life miserable.
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I’m sorry,” Ally whispered.
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Don’t tell me you’re sorry,” RJ growled. “I think you owe someone else an apology.”
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I know,” she said as she stomped into the kitchen. She stood before the sink, suddenly remembering how Cole had done the exact same thing when she’d confessed that she’d kiss Robby. “I know.”
They followed her. “Why didn’t you just tell him?” Jamie asked. “I mean, I’m sure it would have still hurt him but I think he would have rather heard it from you.”
She spun around, blotting at the tears falling from her eyes. “I had every intention of doing just that, James,” she said, struggling to keep her voice even. “But then I got into a fight in the locker room and I got kicked out of practice, which really sucks, because now I’m suspended for the next five games. The last five games.”
RJ took two long strides to stand before her. He held her by the shoulders and forced her to look up at him. “Are you all right?” He gently touched the slight, purplish bruise under her eye. “Did she hurt you?”
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I’m fine,” she said, shaking RJ off. “Fine.”
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Cuz,” Jamie groaned.
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She deserved it, Jamie,” she said, clenching her teeth. “She said some pretty nasty things.”
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You still have to keep your temper,” RJ lectured. “At least it’s just basketball this time. You could have gotten in real trouble with school.”
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Who’s in trouble at school?” Cole asked as he appeared in the doorway, snow melting in his dark hair. His eyes landed on Ally and he shoved the bags in his hands at Jamie before pushing past RJ. “What happened to you?”
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Nothing. Just a fight,” she said, ducking her head.
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A fight? With who?”
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A girl on her basketball team,” RJ said. “That’s why she didn’t call you last night. Now she’s been suspended and can’t finish the season.”
Cole sucked in a breath and gripped her chin a little roughly, forcing her to look at him. “That was really stupid, Ally.”
She jerked her chin out of his grasp and narrowed her eyes, her heart pumping loudly in her ears. “Yeah, well, you would have done the same thing if you would have heard her.”
Jamie placed the bags on the kitchen table and joined the other two crowding around her. “What did she say?”
Her jaw tightened as she fixed each boy with a glare. Her fists balled up at the mere thought of Danielle’s words and she had a sudden urge to hit something. The anger returned and roared to life and dripped out of her eyes in the form of tears.
She shook her hair off her shoulders and shrugged in a nonchalant manner. “She said she knew why Cole dumped me,” she started, noticing the flash of pain in Cole’s eyes. “She said he dumped me because he was afraid I’d ruin his band the way my dad ruined Tight Control. She said my dad only retired because he was a washed up drug addict and that pretty soon I’d end up in the gutter right beside him.”
She bit her lip and swiped quickly at her tears, ignoring the sympathetic looks in the boys’ eyes. She pushed past them and headed for the door.
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But I shut her up. She won’t say anything like that again, at least not around me,” Ally declared fiercely. “And I don’t want to miss anymore class so James, please take me back to campus.”
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Ally,” RJ said quietly. “Stick around, okay? We’ll talk about this.”
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There’s nothing left to say,” she responded. “And I want to go to class. James, are you taking me or do I have to walk?”
Jamie groaned and smiled weakly at his friends. “Let’s go, cuz.”
***
Cole slumped in the recliner, the remote control loose in his hands, and replayed every word Ally had said that morning. He’d always known she had a temper but it was growing shorter and shorter. She was going to get in a lot of trouble, soon, if she didn’t watch it.
But after hearing what that girl had said, Cole couldn’t blame Ally for going off. He just hoped that Ally knew that wasn’t the truth – that he’d never even considered breaking up with her because of her dad’s past. Ever.
It had hurt like hell to hear Lila spill the truth about Ally’s relationship with Robby, even though he’d suspected as much in his heart. And now he was prone to beating himself up over the whole misunderstanding with Lila. How he wished he would have just told Ally what the phone call with Lila was about that day they were all at RJ’s.
But he hadn’t been totally sure that he was ready to reconcile, he reminded himself. Matter of fact, he’d been prepared to string her along a bit more, ask for more time. The whole issue with Robby only forced a few facts home – especially the fact that he still loved Ally and couldn’t imagine spending his time with anybody else.
That will pass
, he thought. He’ll get over her and move on just like she had. It may take time but he wasn’t in a hurry. He had his band to focus on and his music. Maybe they could get the CD recorded in a few weeks and hit the road again. Maybe he needed another tour – a long one.
His cell rang and he snatched it off the coffee table, his heart lurching when Robby’s name popped up on the screen.
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Hey, Robby,” he said a bit stiffly. He still wasn’t sure how he felt about the man now. It wasn’t totally Robby’s fault, no, but still, wasn’t there some sort of guy code when it came to girlfriends?