A soccer ball was flying in our direction. Instead of running away, I just blocked my face with my arm. Napapikit ako.

Why does it seem like no ball hit? I was wide -eyed and saw Pierce's hand blocking the way he had caught the ball.

"Go away, Friz. I don't want to see your face ever." he whispered without looking at me.

"Pierce!"

He kept walking towards his teammates. My shoulders dropped at what he said. Shets only made the situation worse. What will I do?

"Friz, thanks for your help. But don't do that again. I don't want to ruin your friendship with Pierce because of this." Carlyn...