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Chloe stood at the entrance to the stadium's bleachers, watching as the soccer game started below. The school's soccer team seemed so happy to be down there playing against their opponents.
Sabrina looked so happy being away from her.
"What are you doing here?" The tone wasn't anything accusatory or mean-spirited. But she still whipped her head around with fury like it was.
Nathaniel stood there, staring at her. There wasn't even any malice in his eyes. Just apathy and a little intrigue.
It felt weird knowing that she really didn't matter to the class anymore. Like she was just some annoying bee who kept flying around their heads. Chloe used to have power over everyone in her school. But somewhere along the line, they had stopped seeing her as a terrifying force capable of destroying their lives and started seeing her as a minor annoyance, not even worth the energy to get mad at anymore.
Even Sabrina wasn't scared of her anymore. Chloe can't remember a day in her life when that was ever the case.
Some part of her questioned whether she might be the problem here, but she shoved it down. It's their fault if they can't figure out how much of an amazing person she is.
"I thought you didn't like sports," Chloe snapped, eyes narrowing at him. It's a pointless statement. They both know he's there for his boyfriend.
Nathaniel just crossed his arms with a blank stare, leaning against the doorway and turning to face toward the field. "You don't either. What's your excuse?" Another pointless question.
They don't say a word more to each other. They just stood there and watched Sabrina and Marc play with the largest smiles on their faces.