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Homecoming Game

Homecoming week!!!

Catt Pov.

It was just me and Robbin in the stands at the homecoming game tonight.Nell had morning sickness really bad so she's home.I was eating my heart shaped ring pop watchin' Prod like always.He has really been complaining a lot about football,which I'm guessing he doesn't want to anymore?I looked around spotting Princeton getting chili cheese fries,his favorite,with Julie. I gotta admit I'm a little jealous,because it's our snack!I crossed my arms feeling my cheeks boil.Even more when Brittany decided to wave at Roc when he got a few sips of water.

"Damn."Robbin grinned.

I looked at the field searching for Prod.

"What happened?!"I panicked seeing number 26 down.

"Um he-"

I pulled her along almost running to the sideline where Prod was.Our crazy coach Randall stood over him.His hairs always nappy with a grey patch in the front,a gold or two in his mouth,always wears ashy knee-showin' shorts(even in the winter)and he thinks well "wishes" he use to look like Chris Brown when he was younger.

Coach Randall turned to me."Catt what are you-"

"Is he ok?What happened?!"I freaked as Roc,Ray,and OC ran over to us.I have to admit,all three of them looked strange.I mean they kept lookin' around for somebody all night??

"It looked like he sprained it."Roc flinched.

"Yeah I've never seen a more perfect fall."Ray snickered.

I hit his arm stopping his chuckle.

"Can you move it son?"Coach asked.

OC tried stretchin' it but Prod shook his head in pain.

"Ok then how many fingers I'm holdin'?"

"What?!"I asked starin' at Coach Randall being retard!

We all looked confused as he laughed(crazy*_*).

"I'm just messin' boi!You gon' be alright,get up.You don't won' seem weak with yo woman lookin'."Coach Randall pointed towards me,crippling his walk away to the other players.I rolled my eyes noticing Robbin gone.

"Ugh,just help me get him to the locker room so we could look at it better?"I sighed.

"Alright."Roc agreed.

Robbin brought around the golf cart putting Prod in the back.We were in the last few minutes of the third quarter so Roc,Ray,and OC decided to finish.Good thing one of the nurses at school was in the stands when it happened.

"Thanks Ms.Jackson."I grinned as Prod sat up when she left."Want me to call your dad-"

"Baby,I'm fine."he smiled.

"Craig,your foot could be infected or needs to be cut off or-"

"Catt!Calm the hell down.I was faking the whole time."

I gave him a sharp look as he looked away.

"Ok,I'm not going to yell."I said punching his left arm.

"Ow!I'm sorry I can't take playin' anymore.I've been workin' on this sick beat but practice is cuttin' in my time."he bite his lip rubbing his arm.

"So basically,you faked so you could write me music?"I asked.

He chuckled.

"I like the way you said"write you music"."

"Well..."I laughed as he pulled me closer to his lips.I smiled climbing onto the bench as he cupped my face,pressing my body to his.I wrapped my arms around him feeling my back touch the bench.His warmth touch me causing my face to blush.He grabbed my leg putting it on top his hip as we became deeper into our kiss.I reached for the bottom of my sweatshirt but he stopped me.

"We are not about to have sex in the locker room."He whispered over me as I giggled not really thinking.

"I love you."He said into my eyes.

"I love you too."I smiled pecking his lips.

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Question?:

So what do y'all think?Is it to early to in their relationship to say those four letter words?Whats up with Roc and the crew,who they lookin' for?!

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