Lost But Found | ✔️ - Chapter 8: Chapter 8
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Unfinished Business
Jaxon Reed couldn't stop thinking about her.
It was driving him insane.
Lying on his bed, he tossed a football up and caught it repeatedly, his mind running circles around the same thing—Ava Carter.
She wasn't like anyone else at Westwood High. He knew that now. Sure, she looked the part—cheer captain, all bright smiles and effortless grace under the Friday night lights. But that wasn't her. Not really.
He'd seen it, just for a second. That moment in the cafeteria when she stood toe-to-toe with him, her green eyes flashing with something he couldn't quite name.
It wasn't just defiance. It was deeper than that.
Like she was fighting a battle no one else could see.
Jaxon had never been the type to care about things that weren't his business, but for some reason, she felt like unfinished business. Like a puzzle he couldn't walk away from.
He sat up, running a hand through his hair. Maybe Claire was right—maybe he was paying too much attention to Ava. But there was something about her that made it impossible not to.
The way she never let anyone too close. The way she always seemed to be watching everything, calculating, like she was waiting for something bad to happen.
And the boxing? That was still messing with him.
A cheerleader who threw punches harder than half his team? Yeah, that wasn't normal.
His phone buzzed on his nightstand, snapping him out of his thoughts.
It was one of his teammates, sending something dumb in their group chat. Normally, Jaxon would fire back with a sarcastic comment, but his head was somewhere else.
Ava.
He groaned, flopping back on his bed.
This wasn't just curiosity anymore. It was an itch he couldn't scratch.
And Jaxon Reed wasn't the kind of guy to walk away from a challenge.
Not when he was this close to figuring her out.
Jaxon Reed couldn't stop thinking about her.
It was driving him insane.
Lying on his bed, he tossed a football up and caught it repeatedly, his mind running circles around the same thing—Ava Carter.
She wasn't like anyone else at Westwood High. He knew that now. Sure, she looked the part—cheer captain, all bright smiles and effortless grace under the Friday night lights. But that wasn't her. Not really.
He'd seen it, just for a second. That moment in the cafeteria when she stood toe-to-toe with him, her green eyes flashing with something he couldn't quite name.
It wasn't just defiance. It was deeper than that.
Like she was fighting a battle no one else could see.
Jaxon had never been the type to care about things that weren't his business, but for some reason, she felt like unfinished business. Like a puzzle he couldn't walk away from.
He sat up, running a hand through his hair. Maybe Claire was right—maybe he was paying too much attention to Ava. But there was something about her that made it impossible not to.
The way she never let anyone too close. The way she always seemed to be watching everything, calculating, like she was waiting for something bad to happen.
And the boxing? That was still messing with him.
A cheerleader who threw punches harder than half his team? Yeah, that wasn't normal.
His phone buzzed on his nightstand, snapping him out of his thoughts.
It was one of his teammates, sending something dumb in their group chat. Normally, Jaxon would fire back with a sarcastic comment, but his head was somewhere else.
Ava.
He groaned, flopping back on his bed.
This wasn't just curiosity anymore. It was an itch he couldn't scratch.
And Jaxon Reed wasn't the kind of guy to walk away from a challenge.
Not when he was this close to figuring her out.
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