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I quickly rushed out of mom's car, straight in the direction from which the loud screams and cheers were coming. Damn, I was too late.
Even from a distance, I could see the stands filled to the brim on both sides of the field. Probably several hundred people had come to watch the game.
While I climbed a few steps to get to the third row from the top, I tied my jacket around my waist. Fortunately, the moment I looked up again was when I saw Jungwon sitting on the stone wall in the middle of the row.
"Excuse me! May I just pass by for a second...? Excuse me," I squeezed through the row of people, trying my best not to obscure their view.
"Oh my Gosh, finally.", with a sigh, I dropped myself down next to the red-haired boy and tucked my long brown hair behind my ears with both hands.
Jungwon let his cell phone disappear in his pants pocket. "Gosh, there you are finally. I was about to call you.". The elder grumbled as he looked up in surprise and observed me from the side.
"Why are you looking like that?". He lifted my perfectly wavy hair off my shoulder and frowned even more when he noticed the large gold earrings. Well, why do I look like that? This damn hair were the reason I was almost late for the championship game of my brother's team.
With the exception, that Sunghoon was on the bench today because he was suspended by the coach for this game due to the tantrum. You can probably imagine that he was anything but thrilled, and hadn't spoken to me in about two days.
It wasn't even my fault!
Well, whatever.
I pulled my hair out of Jungwon's hand and fixed it neatly over my shoulders. "I don't know what you mean. I look the same as always," I replied monotonously. Just because for once I had decided to wave my hair, wear a little more make up and apply three squirts of perfume instead of the usual two. That didn't make me turn into another person.
I flinched in surprise when suddenly the surrounding crowd jumped up and loudly greeted the players running onto the field.
Jungwon and I spontaneously got up from our seats and cheered for the boys as well. My eyes scanned the field, and where I usually looked for number 8 in the blue jersey, this time my eyes stuck on number 1.
Heeseung was coordinating his team with hand gestures across the court to optimize the lineup against the rival team.
Further to the right, below a small roof, sat the substitutes and the coach, who also tried to instruct his team with hectic hand movements. My gaze caught Sunghoon, who was sitting on one of the plastic chairs with his arms crossed and chewing on his lower lip. You could definitely tell from up here that he just wanted to rip a player's jersey off his body and play by himself.
Probably Jake's. Since he was one of the triggers for his suspension.
The game was kicked off with a whistle and immediately all the players rushed like crazy after the brown, egg-shaped ball, and it seemed like they were almost fighting over it in the middle of the field.
To be honest, I had no idea about the rules of American football. I just decided to stand up and cheer when the rest of the crowd did.
Time passed pretty qickly, and it was a close game between the two teams. When one scored some points, it didn't take the other one long to catch up. And I don't know how it happened, but it felt like I kind of started to understand the rules of this game. Which made it even more interesting.
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