Dogfight

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You woke up with your alarm blaring in your ear at 5 AM. It was easier waking up today, as you were going to have a fun filled day with your team, but all in the same, your nerves were starting to eat you alive at seeing Bradley. A million questions entered your mind. How would things be today? We couldn't walk up to one another and embrace. Would he even speak to me? I can't draw attention to us if he doesn't. You groaned and rolled over on your face, trying to get your mind to stop rolling.

You had gotten up and gotten dressed. Your long brown hair was in natural waves, and you had on a black bikini which looked amazing against your sun kissed skin. You were blessed with amazing skin from both of your parents. You put on a pair of jean shorts to cover you, as well as a tank top. You never know when you will be pulled over, and if you learned anything from Friday night, you should always get dressed! However, maybe if you had worn a bikini all those times you had been pulled over, you wouldn't have gotten so many speeding tickets. The world will never know.

You grabbed your purse, and your jug of water before slipping on your sandals, and heading out the door. Pete was outside getting his bike ready to go. "Good morning! Does Blaze wanna go for a ride on the wild side to the beach?" Pete smiled as he revved up the bike. You hadn't been on that bike in what felt like forever. You always felt so free and full of life when he used to take you on rides. You thought for a moment before answering, "ah what the hell, let's do the damn thing." You hopped on the back of Pete's bike, and you both took off down the road.

As you were pulling up into the parking lot, you could see that everyone from the class had shown up already. They were all standing in the parking lot, clearly waiting for their badass instructors. It helped ease some of your nerves about Bradley, having Pete there with you. Bob cheered when he saw us pulling in, some of the others were hootin' and hollering, but one thing was for certain, Bradley couldn't look less interested if he had tried. Shit.

You hopped off the back of the bike, took off your helmet, and began walking to the beach. "Damn Blaze, didn't know you were a badass in the air AND on land!" Hangman joked, checking you out in your shorts and tank top. "Well, it ain't easy being me, Hangman, but someone's gotta do the damn thing," you replied with a smirk.

Bradley walked behind you with Phoenix. If you had to guess, Phoenix was the one that Bradley was the closest with. They didn't have a relationship type of vibe, but more of a best friend type of vibe; it was sweet.

Pete brought out the footballs and explained what the day would consist of. Dogfight football. You had never seen so many shirtless men in all your life. You looked to the side and saw Penny sitting on the patio. She gave you a wave and you smiled back. If this got too out of hand, you had decided you were going to take cover with Penny. "Blaze, time to get your ass kicked!" You heard Pete yell. You took off your shorts and your tank top, revealing your black bikini; if you were going to be around this much testosterone, you needed to add a little bit of estrogen to the mix. You headed over to the game, and found out you were on a team with Hangman, Bob, and Payback. You were playing against Rooster, Maverick, Phoenix, and Coyote. You felt like Bradley's eyes were burning a hole in your skin, as he hadn't removed them since the moment you got there. You were hoping he wouldn't make things too damned obvious.

You had successfully taken Pete to the ground, but let Phoenix slide by for a touchdown. Everyone groaned, while both you and her let out a chuckle and got back into position. Pete hiked the ball back to Rooster, and you just knew you had to take him down. You went after him, attempting to block his large frame with your small one. "Pete huh? Is that what you were doing last night?" He whispered, angrily. You tried to lighten the mood, and change the subject, "I'm gonna tackle your ass. I may be small, but I am mighty, bird man!" Bradley wasn't having it. He shoved you off to the side, and ran for the touchdown. You were hoping this day would be relaxing and just an all around fun time, but with Bradley being upset with you, you already felt as if you made a mistake by sleeping with him.

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