"Kandy I don't think I can do this" it was the day of our game and our first senior prank. The seniors always made it a tradition to mess with the teachers and principals during the entire year rather then the end of the year only but to avoid getting suspended or expelled we did minor pranks that gradually got worse over the year.
The first senior prank was to mess with our strict principal. This prank was planned by the basketball team and the cheerleaders. We were going to do a fun half time that turned a little to touchy. Every cheerleader had a partner set already and my partner just so happens to be the boy who took advantage of me. Since we were the most popular in the school I didn't have a choice.
"Why won't you tell me what happened, you've been so different lately." Kandy leaned in to hug me but I flinched as soon as her arms touched me. She backed away from me and pouted. "Why are you flinching? Did I do something wrong?" She was genuinely concerned. "It's not you Kandy I'm just nervous" I tried to play the situation off but she saw right through me.
I saw Michael walk through the gym doors and sit down on the bleachers. He looked around the gym then smiled as soon as his eyes locked on to mine. I smiled back and felt my core light up. He made me feel so shy. He was the coolest teacher in the school and every student had a good relationship with him.
The boys would come do handshakes with him and the girls would try to flirt and engage in conversation. I walked up to Mister Jackson and said hi. He slightly blushed and said hi back.
"I didn't think you were coming"
"I wouldn't miss your first cheer for the world" he gave me a friendly high five then winked at me.
"Mister Jackson come play ball with us" one of the boys yelled. "Oh no I can't play that good" he said shaking his hands in front of him and getting shy.
"Come on Mister Jackson" I grabbed his hand and pulled him up. Half the school was in the gym now and some students were on the basketball court in groups talking or playing ball on the other half of the court. The boys helped me drag Mister Jackson in front of the basketball hoop.
"You guys are embarrassing me" he laughed. Darryl tossed a ball at him and Michael caught it with quick reflexes. Once the ball touched his hand the whole gym started chanting his name putting even more pressure on him. I stood behind him and adjusted his arms. Darryl gave me a thumbs up to let me know I positioned him right. Michael looked at and winked. I shyly looked down to smile.
"Flick your wrist Mister Jackson" Darryl shouted. Michael dribbled the ball and bent his knees. He was about to shoot with the entire gym getting quiet to watch.
"MISS" Justin yelled in the background trying to throw him off. Everyone looked over at him. "Justin stop being an immature dick bag" Kandy yelled from across the gym.
Everyone laughed and Justin's face turned a bright red from anger. "You got this daddy" I whispered in his ear. He looked at me in shock then started to dribble the ball again. "This ones for you".
Michael picked the ball up and did a small hop. The ball went in perfectly with a satisfying swish noise. The everyone jumped off the bleachers and screamed I'm excitement. The basketball team crowed around him shaking him and screaming. I ran over to Kandy asking her if she saw it.
Miss Cane walked into the gym and blew her whistle.
"HEYYY EVERYONE SIT DOWN IMMEDIATELY" she yelled. The gym got quiet and everyone walked over to the bleachers confused. "This is unacceptable...we have a game to start!" She said turning her serious face into an excited one. The student clapped and cheered and the cheerleaders started ruffling there pompoms.Justin gave me a hard glare then walked up to me. "Didn't I tell you to listen to me, you're going to regret that" he said in my ear. I grabbed his wrist and looked him deep in the eyes. "Hurt me not him"
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