When I Fall

Her Again

After grabbing a refreshing sofa with my newfound friends, we walked around campus, checking everything out. As we walked past the Golan division, the girl group across from us, I locked eyes with that same girl again. But this time she was standing up. I drank in the sight of her. She had waist long black hair, like a long fucking shiny river of midnight black. She flipped it and all of a sudden it was this whip. Damn that's hot.

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She wore a dark purple tank top. With fucking spaghetti straps. Her shoulders and long arms were the same soft tan skin. It looked so fucking soft like a cloud. Can I just touch her? Please? I trailed my eyes down to her waist. She was thin and had a beautiful figure. Her long tan legs and that perfect ass barely covered by those short jean shorts. Well fuck me I can't even look at her without drooling. That ass though.... So perfect round... SHIT, snap out of it! I dragged my eyes off that goddess of a girl, as my brother and friends shook me back to reality.
" Dude, she's untouchable man, she's hot," Charlie said. "And Max, the main, most popular guy in this division, has a thing for her. She rejected him for the past two years. Don't ruin it." Charlie warned. Whatever, I just grinned devilishly back at him.
"No promises," I added. Charlie followed me to the basketball court to shoot some hoops before dinner. I couldn't get her out of my head. What the actual fuck?! She had guys on their knees. To be honest, I don't blame them.

The next morning I woke up to the signature husky voice of Charlie. "

"Let's go we have a group thing with the girls," Charlie yelled to the rest of the bunk.
"Socks and sneakers and then we have pool for an hour with them." Charlie added.

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As I approached the sea of green grass, I could easily pick the sight of her. What fucking idiot would miss a girl like her in a crowd? We had to play sports. I watched her walk with a pop in her step toward the GaGa pit. Gaga? I thought to myself, no way, that's way too dangerous for a girl. As she looked my way I saw a faint light of something, I can't put my finger on it, but her eyes can speak. Those beautiful brown eyes. A deep dark chocolate, hinted with danger and sexiness that's going to drive me crazy for the rest of camp. Maybe this camp won't be so bad after all.

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I followed after her, my Nike basketball high tops standing from my black shirt and red shorts. I watched her play, she hit the ball with such force, yet it was as graceful and as soft as a feather touch. Unlike the rest of the girls, she wasn't scared to hit the ball. "Oh shit!!!" ,Charlie screamed, "She got Max out," his mouth still open with disbelief.
"Fuck yeah she's a tough one," I replied with a smirk. She roared with the rest of the crowd from her win.
"YAHHUHHHH bitches don't wanna face this girl cause you too scared," she screamed. Damn. That kind of confidence was hot. Like smoldering hot. Those plump, soft, full pink lips torturing me with every word. Wait a minute. She isn't wearing makeup. Those long ass black eyelashes are fucking real!!! Shit man I have seen girls pile on mascara like there wasn't enough in the fucking bottle.

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I watched get every single player until it was only me and her in the pit. I eyed her carefully. She chose her steps carefully, her blue converse picking their place cautiously. With a long, thin, graceful arm, she hit the ball, sounding in a loud smack against the wall. She it it so hard the pit vibrated. She smirked toward me slightly.
"You ready to be Leanna-fied!!!" She yelled. Everyone outside of the pit cheered her on. My few friends and brother cheered for me. With a sexy, dangerous smile played on her lips.
"Depends if you wanna be Zack I -fied!!!" I shot back at her with a competitive smile. She grinned, exposing pearly white perfectly straight teeth. Shit that girl had a beautiful smile. What the hell is wrong with me?! I don't do relationships I fuck and go.

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Back to the game, it was a draw after twenty minutes. Even sweating she was gorgeous. I need to closer to her. Even if we're just friends. Her best friend, better known as Mickey, followed her out of the gaga pit to go get changed for the pool. Fuck me she'll probably make me drool. Wish me some big ass luck.....