Nico

"We will be fixing the stadium for the up coming play of the basketball team. I don't know what's it called and i don't really care. Banner team, you may start now, but stay close to the bleachers. I heard the team will be practicing in a while." Giving orders is what I do best, that's why I choose to become the student president of this school for four consecutive years.

"Designs, you may also start with the decorations, if funds are needed call for MJ or call me" Who knew that bossing people around can give satisfaction to a person. I only found that out after my first day as president.

"All the others may also start with what's assign to you. I will be talking to the couch to let them know that the committee is here to set up, so that we don't get any accidents and all blame will be on us"

"Yes pres!"

I let them be and headed straight to the locker room that was designed for the players of the school. Payton College is a pretty big school, it's also known for its sports team. During the years I've been in Payton, not once did our scholl lose to anyone in any game. That's why student athletes from all around the country wants to enroll here.

I arrived at the locker room and the smell of sweat hit me on my way in. I took out my handkerchief and placed it on my nose trying to cover the smell. This school is filled with people that sweats a lot and I hate it.

Inside there were a lot of men changing to their jersey. Looking around I did not see the coach. I knock on one of the locker to get their attention and it was a success, now everyone is looking at me.

"Where's coach Ris?" I ask in my usual tone. Everyone pointed at the door  at the end. I made my way to that room, everyone was giving me a way not bothering to bump into me. In this school I already made a reputation for my self, and everyone knows not to block my path because a simple glare from me would result in either fright or people wetting their pants. I clearly have no idea how that happens.

I know on the door and opened it not bothering to wait for him to tell me to come in. Coach Ris was going through some papers when I went inside. I cleared my throat to get his attention. That manage to make him look at me.

"Nico, what brings you here?" He ask still looking at some papers on his desk.

"I'm here to inform you that the commitee is working at the stadium today, so it would be a pleasure if your boys would stay a little far and not cause trouble for us? Of course it would go both ways as we will not cause trouble for you and your team"

He nodded and smiles at me "Alright, I'll tell the boys to be careful" I nod as well and left. I didn't forget to close the door before walking out of the locker room and headed straight to the others. I tried to help as much as I can but after all these that I have, a talent in crafting was never in my blood.

The team finally startes to practice and as discussed with the coach, the team stays on their side and we stays on ours.

"Ahm.. Pres, is it okay if you would get some more glue and paper in the office?" I nod at her and made my way outside the gym. I reach the office and took some glue and a lot of paper, so that they won't run out again.

Heading back to the gym. My hands was pretty full. The sounds of the ball hitting the floor was so loud since the gym is a closed room with air conditioning.

I went to the design group and before I could gave them the papers and glue somethinh hard hit my head causing me to stable sideways and hit the seats, my glasses was knock off my eyes in a very painful way.

I felt the pain on my head as well as my thight that hit the seats. My vision was getting blurry with the pain. I held my head trying to stop the pain from getting worse but it didn't work. My vision was also gettinv darker. What happen?

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Nico

Waking up with a headache is never a good thing. I remember getting hit with something on my head and passing out. I touch my head checking if there's any bleeding, thank God there's nothing.

I look around saw that I'm at the school clinic, who brought me here? The curtain that's covering the bed suddenly open and a man wearing a red jersey stood there.

"You're finally awake. Here have some water" He open the water bottle and gave it to me. I drank it and immediately felt refresh. "Thank you" I said.

"Did you broughg me here?" I asked.

He nod "Yeah, I'm also the one who got the ball to hit you on the head" He said feeling guilty.

"No worries, all I got was a headache probably a concussion but other than that nothing else, so it's all good" I was about to leave when he stopped me.

"You can't leave yet" I look at him with confusion.

"Why not?" He pointed at my hand, there I saw an IV drip attach to me. Why do I have this? I just passed out.

"Why do I have an IV drip" I took it out forcefully causing it to bleed. The guy immediately went to get some band aid and placed it on my hand. "You shouldn't have done that, now it's bleeding" His voice was gentle, he's not yelling nor scolding me, he seems worried

"Hey" He look at me. His eyes were green, I never knew eyes can be beautiful or maybe his were just the most beautiful green eyes I've seen.

"What's your name?" I asked him. He's wearing the team jearsey so that means he's a player. I don't know the names of the member of the school's basketball team, so I have no idea who he is.

"I'm Asher" Asher... Nope, no idea who he is.

"Thanks for your help, but I have to go now. I still have a lot of things I need to do" I fixed my self and left the clinic not even looking back at him.

I arrived back to the gym and saw that everyone was almost done with everything. Was I passed out for that long? The basketball team was also done with training.

"Pres, are you okay?" Sam, who's my vice president ask me in a worried tone.

"Yeah I'm fine now" I said and look at all the decorations being done. Everything was already put into place.

"Seems like everything is done. Thank you everyone for your effort" The committee was cleaning up, I also help around and clean too. We left the gym and went to the office to do our final meeting.

After the meeting I'm the only one left at the office, closing up when a someone knock on the office door. I turn around and saw that it was him. "Can I help you?" I asked.

He rub the back of his nape before he spoke "Are you okay?" I look at him with confusion. Why is he asking that? Was it because he was the reason why the ball hit my head?

"I'm alright. Thank you for asking and before you say anything, I forgive you, so, no reason hetting worked up about what happen" he look at me straight in the eyes, mine meeting those beautiful green orbs. He nod and smiles at me.

"That's good, still, I'm sorry about what happen. I'll leave you to your work now" he was about to walk away when I called his name. "Asher" I don't know what's gotten into me but his name sound so good coming from my mouth. "I have some files that's needed in the dean's office. Can you help me?"

I don't know if what I saw was real, but his eyes instantly lit when I said that I needed his help.

"Sure. What should I do?" He asked eagerly.

"See that stock of files there. You can cary that, and I'll carry this one. I can't really lift heavy things, and i don't want to take two trips to the office"

"Sure, let me do the heavy lifting, I'm used to it" he smiles showing me those perfect teeth. That smile made his face lit up a thousand times more. "You should smile more" I blurted out. His eyes becomes big after I said that.

"You like it when I smile?" He asked with that wide smile of his.

"Let's go" I heard a little laugh from him.

We left to deliver the files now. We talked all the way to the office. Some people who we passed by were confuse. Not sure why, but the give that 'what the fuck' look while Asher and I talked to each other.

We arrived at the office and told the dean about the files, she told us to just put it down at the desk and we did just that. After that Asher and I continue to talk about random things mostly about his plays.

"You should watch the game a week from now. I would love to see you there, maybe you can cheer for me" he rub his nape once again, acting shy. He looks kind of cute while doing that....what the fuck did I just thought of? Him? Cute? What is happening with me?

"So what do you say?" He asked

"About what?" I forgot what we were talking about.

"The game...a week from now. If you're not busy"

"IF I'm not busy. I'll try to go" he smiled once again. My hand moved on its own and pinch his cheeks shocking both of us.

"I'm sorry"

He took my hand ang placed it on his cheeks "you can keep doing it if you like" what is going on with me? Do I really think that he's cute? I'm not myself lately

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