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m? Why had the school involved him with Aiden in the first place? He shouldn't be concerned with matters

the bathroom. "If he passes, fine. If he fails, it's on him. None of my business." But

en on him? These thoughts gnawed at him. Aiden had been stubborn from the beginning, but Tristan thou

hair in frustration. Everything in his life seemed to revolve around Aiden. At home,

pen the bathroom door with more force

.

about the coaching situation. He hadn't slept well but was at least grateful

Faustino nudged him. Tristan had

looking for you," Faustino sa

or me? Why

ugged. "Did you do something? By the way, yesterday's tournament was great. Yo

attitude of his," Faustino mut

a wide smile-something he found deeply suspicious. Early in the morning, and your lecturer is smiling like she just had a good dream abou

brightly, her eyes twinkling in a w

u," she added, as Tristan raised an

she was going to say he was n

letter, and handed it to him. "You've been as

the letter and staring at

g the letter. His eyes scanned the words, wi

, including an additional three subjects for the remainder of the semester, per the request of the

the letter to stare at Miss Brianna, who

demic progress. I mean, it's thanks to you that Faustino will be graduating alo

is is supposed to be a choice, one that I should be able to decline, not a command!" Tristan

sion is final. You've officially been given th

d, his voice soft but full of frus

fellow student. Since day one, you've proven yourself capable, a

nother word, started toward the door. It was pointless to argue furth

depends on Aiden's success. G

ing determination to make Aiden agree to this. If Aiden wouldn'

e end," he muttered t

**

reach. He had intentionally enrolled in this class for one reason: to get on Aid

up. This had been going on for days, and Aiden knew exactly why Tristan was being so annoying

tice, Tristan would linger by the court, arms crossed, watching like a hawk. It was relentless, and Aiden's fr

enough. Determined not to go back to the

llapsed onto the couch. Jefferson, who was playi

you're about to explode," Jefferson

. "He's everywhere-class, the dorm, even practice. It's like he's haunting me.

deal?" Jef

you?" Troy chimed in, and

g! He's been stalking me

when you hate each other?" Jefferson asked, tapping his

den scoffed. Jefferson paused the game, finally t

deal. A deal is a deal. We won, thanks to him," Jefferson said, while Aiden star

like that,"

ous. Most don't even care, but our school does. There's a reason this place has s

ooking between his frien

you, maybe you should just go with it. They want you to succeed, to

peace and quiet, but I guess not,

going?" Troy ca

en replied,

oblem," Troy muttered, shaking his head

*

his dad's room. He wanted to ignore it, but his legs wouldn't obey. C

, who had one arm around her, gently s

urned to leave, but her wor

thing, but it's like I'm invisible to him. I don't want to replace his mo

words. She wanted him to love her? That was

room, his mind drifting back to everything that had been happening lat

*

y waiting in the kitchen. Her eyes were puffy, as if she'd s

said softly. "I... I made

nted to turn around and leave, but something about the way Br

it's just for t

he placed a plate in front of him, and it was indeed his favorite meal-the same one his mom used to cook for him whe

ed his tongue, it wasn't Brittany's voice he heard-it was his mom's. He

d to shift, turning into his mom's. His fist clenched as he tr

d up ab

d?" Brittany asked, noticing

heir eyes met, and Aiden rubbed his forehea

ew for sure-Tristan was

iden asked, unable to hi

tany looked between them in confusion,