OLIVIA'S POV
Mark was a great guy, always making sure I was happy and cared for. He was interested in everything I was interested in. He wanted to support my dreams. He was too perfect that I could not find any fault in him at all.
But the truth was, I didn't love him. My feelings for Dante were still strong, all-consuming. I felt like I was betraying Mark by being with him when my heart belonged to someone else.
As I lay in bed, I thought about how I hadn't told Alicia about Mark yet. She was my best friend, my confidante. If I really saw Mark as a significant part of my life, I would have told her about him by now. But I hadn't, and that realization made me feel even more guilty.
Just then, my phone rang. It
Dante's POVI was full of so many emotions, my mind was still not over dad's attack and the argument I had with Olivia. But I pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand. I had to win the postseason tournament this weekCoach blew his whistle, and practice began. He drilled me harder than usual, pushing me to my limits, probably because I had relaxed and added a few tons having been away for a week. A week was all it took. I appreciated it, knowing that we had a reputation to uphold. Wexford had won the title four times in a row, and with me as the lead pitcher, I couldn't flop."Dante, you need to step up your game!" Coach yelled as I threw a wild pitch. "You're not looking sharp!"I gritted my
OLIVIA'S POVI had become so accustomed to always being with Mark… as strange as that sounded. I mentioned my plans to attend Dante's tournament. Mark's eyes lit up with enthusiasm, and he asked if he could take me. I hesitated, unsure if it was a good idea."I don't know, Mark," I said, trying to gauge his reaction. "Dante might not be too happy about us showing up together."Mark shrugged, his expression nonchalant. "So what if he's not happy? We're not doing anything wrong. And I'm a big fan of the tournament, I'd love to go."I studied his face, trying to determine if he was genuinely interested in the tournament or just trying to spend time with me. Either way, I appreciated his enthusiasm.
DANTE'S POVI was with my team in the back room, listening to our coach give us last-minute instructions, when I saw it. The kiss cam landed on a familiar fiery red hair, and my heart sank. My Olivia. Or at least, she used to be mine.I felt my jaw tick and my hand tighten around my bat, like I was going to snap it in two. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Olivia, the girl I had been in love with for what felt like an eternity, was kissing Mark. The same Mark who had been trying to get her attention for months."Hey, Dante, where's your mind at?" my coach asked, snapping me back to reality.I apologized, trying to shake off the feeling of betrayal that was washing over me. I joined in the team's winning shout, t
DANTE'S POVStephen, Peter and I have been hanging out together a lot lately since after the tournament. We had a month's break before I got into practice again.“Dullard!” Peter was complaining about some lecturer. He folded his arms across his chest looking very much like a child. “Can you believe she called me a dullard?”“I'm more shocked that you know what it means.” Stephen retorted sarcastically.Peter looked confused then said, “I didn't know. I had to look it up.”Stephen mouth fled into an ‘o’ as he rolled his eyes, “Shocking.”
DANTE'S POV“Have you wished her a happy birthday yet?”Rhonda asked me.“Not really. I was hoping to take her out for a nice meal and all that.” I said as I tried to find the number I had called earlier to book the reservation.I hadn't spoken to her as much as I could, but one thing I was sure of was that Mark was out of town, so he wouldn't be able to meet up for Olivia's birthday. So I had her all to myself for one day.“Aw…that's really sweet of you.”“I gotta go. I want to reach out to her.”
DANTE'S POVI looked really good.It was worth putting in a lot of effort because I couldn't remember the last time I had been on a date and I was a young guy, which was pathetic.I needed to be out and about but unfortunately I wasn't the type. When I fall in love, I fall hard and I don't go looking for other ladies outside.“Wow!” Was all Peter said when he saw me. He looked like he was starstruck. I felt proud of myself.“I never thought you were handsome until today.” He said with a frown and I smacked his head. “Ow! What was that for?”I shook my head and chec
OLIVIA'S POVI don't know why I came back.I felt really sorry for the way things were between me and Dante and I really wanted to fix things. I had already messed things up real bad and I knew that nothing I could say could fix it, but it was worth trying. Wasn't it?I was just across the street, when I saw Dante's car arrive and Keisha and him got down. My steps halted in their stride. He leaned on his car, looking cool and dapper and Keisha stepped into the vee of his legs, seductively batting her lashes. I gasped.I knew what I would expect but I still stood there and watched, like a creeper. They didn't even wait to get into the dorm.Damn!
Mark's POVIt was another Christmas Eve.The most wonderful time of the year, as it is called. But this year, it didn't feel so.I liked to pack and get ready days before any trip, and since it was school free day, because of the snow that had come a little bit earlier, I decided to pack up. My mind, though, was drifting.I was feeling really down and lovesick already, even though we weren't going back home until weekend. It was Wednesday, which meant I had only a few days to spend with Olivia.She was one of the major highlights of my year and I was glad to have her as my girlfriend. However the thought of being apart from her for even a few weeks seemed unr