Don't Kiss the Class Clown (Billionaire Academy YA Romance Book 4) by Sally Henson

Author:Sally Henson [Henson, Sally]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gelato Publishing LLC
Published: 2020-07-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Alexa Steel jogged back to the line after her vault. There were three girls ahead of me waiting for their turn, and we all said “good job” as she passed.

“You look tired,” she said as she got in line behind me.

Tired? Try bordering on exhaustion. Skipping out on much-needed sleep for kissing and cuddling with Ryan in the middle of the night probably wasn’t the smart, disciplined thing to do. After Coach Phillip almost sent me home early the night before from practice, there was no “probably” about it.

Alexa’s comment was laced with condescension. She used to be the best on the Knights team until I showed up. We never talked, not past the standard “good job” everyone says after completing a routine. Jealousy wasn’t uncommon in gymnastics. I’d had dealt with it before. One more reason not to say too much to the other athletes. Except Tessa … she seemed genuine.

I took a step back and angled toward Alexa’s slightly taller frame. I explained, “Probably because I’m up late every night with homework.” She was a senior; maybe she could shed some light on all the extra work. “What’s the deal with all the papers and projects right now?”

She smirked. “They do this every spring. But it’s worse junior year for some reason.”

I folded my arms against my chest, wondering if it was the teachers’ way of hazing juniors. It came at a terrible time, with the season two-thirds over.

“So Ryan gets to hang out in the gym, huh?” she asked.

The way she said his name irked me. Not to mention her tight tone. My stomach twisted.

Alexa was not going to get in my head. I shrugged and turned back around, scanning the area I had just come from. Ryan was exactly where I’d left him after our quick, ten-minute economics study: kicked back against the wall by the trainers’ office with his laptop.

His happy-go-lucky way used to be irritating. It was the calm to my Ally-bear-ness. When he was around, I felt like I could relax. Was that good or bad? It had to be good. I smiled at the dark-haired, blue-eyed class clown that had stolen my attention these last few weeks.

“Ally! Let’s go!” Coach Phillip shouted.

I flinched and tore my gaze from Ryan, planting it on Coach. Practice had barely begun, and coach was already yelling at me. Focus, Ally.

Alexa scoffed, “And you think you’re Olympic worthy.”

By the end of practice, I’d been caught not paying attention more times than I had since I’d first started gymnastics. I was practically a baby then. At sixteen, soon to be seventeen, my ability to shut everything out and focus on the task at hand had been outstanding.

Until the first day of economics class.

The night only went downhill. After practice, Ryan and I marched around the library toward my dorm. He’d snatched my hand when we’d left the gym. I wasn’t in the mood for company, though, and itched to pull it back and shove my hands in my jacket pockets.

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