<i>"Don’t tell me it’s still because of our argument you suddenly want to change from our team!"</i>


    <i>"What’s it to you?" Xander questioned, scowling at Xander. </i>


    <i>"You’re starting to act like a child, Xander," Xavierined. </i>


    <i>"Just leave me alone..." And Xander walked away without giving Xavier a chance to say a few more words. </i>


    <i>The stadium was filled with people wearing different colors of jerseys while some energetic music was ying in the background. </i>


    A few secondster, an announcement was made and the ser team was first to y.


    <i>Arabe stared at both Xavier and Xander with as her heart thumped in her chest. She’d always known that both of them were having some issue, but the look on Xander’s face earlier had just frightened her. </i>


    <i>She’d never seen Xander react in such a way before. She wasn’t new to seeing him and his brother banter, but recently, it seemed to have gotten worse. </i>


    <i>Arabe sighed as she tried to take her mind off it when she suddenly heard someone murmur her name from behind her. </i>


    <i>Arabe turned, only for her to make eye contact with the most popr girl in their school. The girl had knowingly made eye contact with Arabe—more like ring at her before she cackled like a hyena with her girls. </i>


    <i>Arabe decided to ignore them and face her front. </i>


    <i>She recalled the text message from the previous night in her mind. The wording felt immature, like something only a girl—or someone their own age—would send.</i>


    <i>Arabe remembered some past events whereby the popr girl had publicly confessed her feelings for Xander. Unfortunately for her, he openly rejected her without batting an eysh which caused the girl to feel embarrassed. </i>


    <i>She became aughing stock for the whole day, and she had to stoping to school for a few days until themotion died down. </i>


    <i>Now, Arabe couldn’t help but wonder if the girl was the one following themst night, and if she was the one who sent her a text. </i>


    <i>Sighing, Arabe decided to divert her thoughts elsewhere. The match was beginning and she needed to focus and let the girls discuss whatever they wanted. </i>


    <i>The referee blew the whistle for the match to begin and both teams started chasing after the ball. </i>


    <i>Since both Xavier and Xander were one of the best yers they had, some of their team members didn’t bother to work as much and they only focused on sending the ball to either of the twins. </i>


    <i>Paul kicked the ball towards Xander and thetter wedged it with his legs. </i>


    <i>Before he knew it, the opposing team had already gathered around him, leaving him no one from his team he could pass the ball to. Also, if he didn’t act, they could take the ball from him and score. </i>


    <i>Xander spotted Xavier ahead, who was gesturing to him to pass him the ball. He was the closest to the goalpost.</i>


    <i>"Pass it!!" Xavier yelled but Xander was still unyielding. </i>


    <i>The opponent team was starting to close in on him. However, he didn’t want to pass the ball over to Xavier. </i>


    <i>One of the team members from the opposite team attempted to snatch the ball from Xander, but thetter was quick. </i>


    <i>With one swift movement, Xander passed the ball to go throw under the opponent, then he kicked off his feet, rushing towards the goal post. </i>


    <i>His heart thumped in his chest and he avoided the opponent team that tried to get in his way. </i>


    <i>He could still hear Xavier’s voice calling out to him but with how loud his heart was beating, Xavier’s voice turned distant. </i>


    <i>Xander continued to run when suddenly a member of the opposing team appeared by his side and intended to snatch the ball from him with physical force. He even had to go as far as pulling Xander’s jersey. </i>


    <i>Sensing he would be taken down soon, Xander kicked the ball with all the energy he had left, and just then, he felt his head kiss the green grass with an abrupt force, so he didn’t get to see where the ball was going. </i>


    <i>Fortunately for him, the next second, he heard the crowd cheering. </i>


    <i>Xander stood up from the ground to look at the scoreboard. </i>


    <i>They’d scored a goal. </i>


    <i>His team members lifted him as they jubted their goal. </i>


    <i>When Xander made eye contact with Xavier, he saw thetter pping his hands for him with a satisfied look on his face. </i>


    <i>But from Xander’s point of view, it was more like Xavier was underestimating him. </i>


    <i>’You’re not the only one who’s good at something,’ Xander thought to himself as he smirked at Xavier who slowly stopped pping. </i>