Baby I'm A Sinner novel Chapter 5

"What is?"

We turned our heads to see Harry coming towards us with a big smile on his face. He sat down next to me and let his bag fall at his feet.

"Lucas fooled around before coming to tryouts."

"What?" Harry asked, eyes widening.

"Her girlfriend must've sucked him off or something, look at his pants."

"Oh." Harry said and looked towards the pitch.

The tryouts seemed pretty easy from where we were standing but they were apparently much more difficult that they seemed because by the end of them, everyone was heavily panting and cursing.

"Results will be up tomorrow ladies, you did a decent job today." Coach muttered and blew his whistle to announce the end of it.

Jake jogged towards us, hair sticking to his forehead and literally drenched in sweat.

"How was I?" he asked.

"You stink." I told him.

"You were okay, decent." Emma replied and he rolled his eyes.

"You mean flawless. And by the way, did you guys see the way Lucas' ass bounced in those shorts?"

Harry's cheeks turned read and Emma nodded, before opening up the subject of Lucas Tatcher's backside.

I thought that Harry having a crush on Lucas was pretty cute, even though I'd never thought he was attracted to boys. Maybe he wasn't and I was just imagining everything.

Right?

***

"DANIELLE!" my mother yelled from downstairs.

I rolled my eyes. "WHAT?"

"DINNER IS READY!"

"I'M NOT HUNGRY!"

"DINNER IS READY!" she repeated and I groaned before I slammed my laptop shut. There was no way I would get out of having dinner with my family because it was the first day of school, so it was a must.

I hated it because we had to tell how our day went and it was usually either Jade or Chris; no one was interested in what I had to say because my life was boring.

"You didn't even set the table?" I exclaimed when I got downstairs.

I absolutely hated it when my mother would call me down to dinner, just to discover that the table wasn't even set.

"You're helping. You can't stay on your ass all day locked up in your room."

I rolled my eyes and went over to the cupboard to get the plates out. Jade was helping too and Chris was just talking about himself instead of actually lending a hand.

When we finally sat down for dinner-we were having spaghetti, my mom opened up the school subject:

"So how was first day of school? And Uni?"

"I joined the school magazine." I muttered, knowing that she didn't care anyway.

"Oh. That's...great." She said and once again, I was a disappointment to her.

I'd gotten used to it.

"I'm officially a cheerleader!" Jade jumped in, and I kid you not, my mother looked at her like a child on Christmas.

"That is amazing! I'm so proud of you! You need to show me your uniform! See, Danielle? You could've tried out for a spot on the team too. They accept thicker girls, don't they?"

My stomach dropped and Jade looked at me, but didn't say anything.

"What about you Chris?" my dad asked, changing the subject.

"Our professors are really cool, at least the ones that I saw today."

"How's Ellie? You should invited her to dinner sometime."

"She just got installed in her dorm but she can come this weekend."

"She lives in a dorm?"

"Yeah, she doesn't want to live with her parents anymore."

"And why don't you want to go and live in a dorm too?" I asked him, annoyed. The reason why he didn't want to escape this place and go live in a dorm with a roommate was beyond me. I'd take absolutely any opportunity to get out I were him to be honest.

"Danielle! We're happy that he still wants to live with us!" my mother interjected.

"Well as soon as I finish high school, I'm out of here." I mumbled.

"That is if you get into a proper University."

"Oh I'm sure I will. Or maybe I should try out for the cheerleading team, that will definitely get me into a good University rather than journalism." I said sarcastically.

"Danielle!" my mother exclaimed, her fork falling against the plate in shock. Oh, get the fuck over it.

"What?"

"Anyway, I'm sorry if I'm sometimes a bitch to you, but it's only because I'm jealous."

"It's fine."

"Great! I'm about to have a smoke on the balcony, you in?"

I shrugged. "Sure."

I didn't actually intend on smoking, but it wasn't like I had anything better to do. My dashboard had been the same for the past five minutes, so might as well.

***

The next morning I was woken up by my alarm. I hit the snooze button, because I had fifteen more minutes to enjoy in bed. I always set my alarm clock in the morning earlier than needed, just to make sure that I had more time to sleep and feel good.

When I got to the bathroom I was already down to 59kgs so I knew it was going to be a good day. After I brushed my teeth I went back into the room to pick out the clothes for the day.

I absolutely hated dressing up before going to the bathroom in the morning; it felt weird and I had a minor OCD.

I put on a 98 jersey, some black skinny jeans and red Vans that matched my leather jacket, before I grabbed my backpack and hurried downstairs. Even though I was trying to stay under a certain amount of calories a day, I read on the Internet that it was good to eat breakfast to get my metabolism going.

The ride to school was filled with my mother's blabbering of what I did wrong last night at dinner. To be honest, I didn't give flying fuck whether she was mad at me or not. It was better when she was mad, because it meant that she wouldn't bother me.

It was going to be a good day.

"Oh my God did you see that?" Jake asked at the end of first period, which was history.

"See what?"

"Tyler looked at me longer than necessary."

"Tyler?" Emma asked confused.

"Mr. Flack." Jake said, rolling his eyes.

"Why do you call him Tyler? It's weird."

"Because I need to get used to it. If I fuck him I don't want to be screaming Mr. Flack, now do I?"

"Wait, shouldn't he be the one fucking you?"

"Just because he's older doesn't mean he's a top, Danielle."

"He seems like a top though."

"With an ass like that, I don't think so."

"How can you even tell these things?"