narrative
Kate pov
I really don't want Caitlin to hate me. she's my favorite person in the world. we haven't talked in days. not since I held her in the locker room.
I've never seen her cry like the way she did. it broke my heart.
what didn't break my heart was her abs beneath her ripped shirt. I felt like shit looking at them, but I couldn't help it. she so fucking hot. SHES YOUR BEST FRIEND!!
practice is about half way done and we're just going through plays for the game tomorrow.
Lisa holds up a play on her hand and we run it. by now, I have the plays down. the stay the same every year except she just changes the numbers and signs. it's pretty easy to figure out though.
we switch groups and some of the girls who don't start go and practice the plays.
Caitlin sits down as far away from me as possible. she is talking to Molly and laughing. I wonder what she's laughing about.
I want to talk to my best friend again. my favorite person. but I don't even know how to do that.
"alright ladies!" Bluder yells. "our first game is tomorrow. get some sleep, seriously. and eat well. I don't want people falling asleep or passing out."
we all nod and she puts her hand in the middle of us all.
"hawks on three, one two three, hawks!" we all yell.
incoming call from "Laura"
me: "hello?"
Laura: "hi Kate."
me: "are you okay?"
Laura: "I don't think I want to do this anymore. I don't even know what we are. we hardly even talk and I feel like I can't talk to other people without talking with you about it first."
me: "I agree, thank you for calling about it. I've been really confused."
Laura: "you're really cool so I hope we can still be friends."
me: "that sounds great."
Laura: "good luck tomorrow."
me: "thank you."
Laura: "bye."
me: "bye Laura."
i end the call and stare up at my ceiling.
how will I be able to play with Caitlin tomorrow? I can't even talk to her. I don't even know how I would start talking to her. during the games it's almost like we read each others minds so that's how we know what to do. But if we can't even talk there is know way we can reach each others minds.
I also can't stop thinking about her. not just my best friend, but as the only girl who has ever made me feel this way. all I want is to kiss her like I did the day two years ago. I want to kiss her like that and more. I want to run my hands down her body. I want to pull off one of the shirts that make me go crazy. I have abt to trace her abs with my fingers. I want to do so many unspeakable things with her.
it's a few hours until I feel myself starting to drift to sleep. fall asleep just to dream about her.
A/N- WE GOT GOOD STUFF COMING UP
