BLINDERS

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DILLIAN HIGH

Dakota and Tyra are walking down the hallway

Tyra: A year of detention is preferable to Powerpuff.

Dakota: I don't want to spend a week watching my brother teach rally girls how to tackle. 

Tyra: Oh, he has the gall to pick that bony little------

Dakota: Lyla!

Tyra lets out a scoff and rolls her eyes. 

Lyla is standing at her locker, turns around to face them

Lyla: Hey, Tyra, my dad says your mom's doing really good at her job. 

Tyra: Really? Wow, maybe she'll get her own dealership one day.

Dakota looks between both girls in confusion before she wraps her arms around Lyla's waist hugging her tightly. Lyla kisses her on the cheek while Tyra is glaring with narrowed eyes, clearly jealous. 

Lyla: Hey, Tyra

Tyra turns around to look at her

Lyla: I was surprised to see you on the field today. I thought you hated football?

Tyra chuckles sending a fake smile then turns around and walks away, leaving. 

FIELD

Dakota and Lyla are running up and down the side of the field 

Tim: I'm starting to see a W in my eyes! Move your ass, Riggins!

Dakota looks over her shoulder, raising her hand and flips him the middle finger.

Tim: I saw that, Riggins!

Dakota: Bite me, Tim!

Tim shakes his head, chuckling

Tim: I love this. 

POWERPUFF GAME

The people in the stands cheers loudly as Dakota lines up in formation, the ball is kicked. Lyla picks it up and begins running down the field.


Lyla lines up as quarterback and throws the ball to Dakota who catches it, Tyra chases her down grabbing her flag. 

Tyra glances up at the bleachers seeing her mom and Buddy acting all lovey dovey.

She sneers her lips up glaring at Lyla who hikes the ball. Tyra runs through the other girls towards Lyla shoulder tackling her hard to the ground. 

She holds her hand out to help Lyla but she slaps her hand away and stands up. 

Lyla: This is supposed to be fun

Tyra: Oh honey, this is fun. 

Lyla: This still about Kota because------

Tyra: Oh please, not even close. 

Lyla: What is your problem?

Tyra: My problem? My problem is your dad, Buddy Garrity, and him having his dirty hands all over my mom, his employee. 

Lyla: What are you talking about?

Tyra: You know what? You are just a spoiled little snob who doesn't deserve someone as sweet and kind as Dakota Riggins. 

She walks away from a sad and hurt Lyla. 

RIGGINS HOUSE

Dakota and Lyla walks into Dakota's room. Lyla sits down on the bed

Lyla: Can I ask you a question

Dakota: Yeah

She sits down beside her, smiling. 

Dakota: The answer is yes. You do look super hot in that jersey. 

Lyla chuckles

Lyla: No, umm........Do you think I'm spoiled snob?

Dakota stares at her for a moment then breaks out laughing.

Lyla: I'm serious

Dakota: Where did that even come from?

Lyla: Answer the question

Dakota: A little. 

She chuckles while Lyla smiles, shaking her head in amusement. 

Dakota: I'm kidding. I'm kidding. Someone say something to you? Want me to go beat them up?

Lyla softly chuckles

She hooks her finger under her chin leaning in pressing her lips to hers, flipping her over straddling her, their lips moves against each other. 

Dakota wraps her legs around her waist, smiling into the kiss. 

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