The Sport of Love

Date

The week flew by in a blur from school to football practice. All I could think was about my date with Ricky.
Before I knew it was Friday night. So I went to football practice. First we warmed up. We did high knees, karoke, shuffle and suicides. Suicides are when you run from the 10 to the end zone then 20 to the end zone and so on. Then we ran plays. " blue 57!" " Hike!" I threw a perfect spiral to Ricky. He caught it and ran it for a touchdown. Coach called the end of practice. I ran to the locker room took a shower and put on jeans and a blue tshirt. Then I hopped in my Mercedes Bins and drove home. I put on a pink dress, painted my nails, and put on eyeliner, lipgloss, and blush. I put on pink high heels. Ding Donggggg! I went to answer my door and there stood Ricky in a black button down shirt and blue jeans. "Shall we go my lady?" He asked. "Yesss!" I said excitedly. We hopped in his Lamborghini and sped off towards the town square. "Close your eyes gorgeous." Ricky said. I closed them tightly wondering where he could be taking me. Is he going to murder me? I thought. "You can open your eyes now." He said. When I opened my eyes my mouth dropped open in shock we were at my favorite place the skating rink. "I heard you like the skating rink." He smirked. "Yess!" I squealed. After an hour or two of skating we rode back to my house. "Goodnight beautiful." He leaned in n when his smooth lips touched mine it's like fireworks went off.