First Love

Chapter four

Hey Readers! This will be my last post until next Monday, because I'm going away. I'll try to post if it's possible, but don't count on it. Anyway, Chapter four. Enjoy. :D

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First Love

Chapter four

Leia's POV:

The week passed quickly. I got to see the hottest guy ever every day, so nothing could get me down.

Soon, it was Friday. Try-outs.

Cheerleader tryouts are pretty straightforward. You do a couple of jumps and splits and stuff like that. If our cheer coach, Coach Mason, likes you, she'll put you on the squad.

The rest of the cheerleaders already on the squad, cheer for the guys on the football team who are scrimmaging or whatever football people do to see if they're good. It's football. I'll never get it.

Damn. I was right. Haydn looks way too good in the football attire. Wow. I think I'm falling in love. Haydn, my first love?

And of course this begs the question; How does Haydn feel about me? We are together two periods a day. Lit and lunch. And he's in the same Study Hall as Luke. And he seems to be a really great guy. If anyone knew about my crush (I have told no one, not even Stacey), I'm sure even Luke would allow me to date him.

Tryouts are now over. Come Monday and the results will be out. Haydn is a shoe in for the FB team.

At home...

"Hey Luke," I said to my brother. I barged into his room. He was IMing who else, but the Hag? I'd diss her now, but Luke likes her and I'm not allowed to say anything.

"Oh, hi Leia. What're you doing here?" he asked, paying little attention to me. Seriously, what did he see in Nicolette?

"I just wanna know something," I paused. Not that Luke, the lovesick puppy, took any notice. "Since you are the Captain of the football team, you should know... Is Haydn on the team?"

That got my brother's attention. I was 'too young' to date. He, however, despite being my twin, was in his prime. Unfairness much? Anyway.

"Why do you care? Do you like him? Well, do you? No excuses!" he interrogated me.

"I care because," I stopped. What to tell Luke? I liked Haydn, but I couldn't let my dating guard dog know. Not even Stacey knew. Of course, I just met Haydn. I wouldn't know for sure. "we hang out at lunch." I finished.

"Stay away from that guy, Leia. He's bad news," Luke warned me. Would I listen? No, of course not. Haydn's hottie of the year and that's all I need to know.

"If he's bad news, why are you so chummy with him?" I shot back.

"Because he can throw. And we need that kind of talent in the team. It's all for the good of my team," he replied matter-of-factly.

"Well, I got the info I need. And I'm sure Haydn's a nice guy," I said, backing out of Luke's room.

I actually could sense that Haydn was a really bad guy. In a sense. I wasn't one to judge a book by it's cover, but Haydn had heartbreaker written all over him. And yet, that only made me want him more. If he really was a bad guy, a player, perhaps, I'm sure I could change him. Right? Eventually, anyway.

Haydn's POV:

Monday. I scramble down the stairs, wolf down my breakfast, and my driver sends me to school.

I hardly ever see my parents. They're gone before I wake up and home after I go to sleep. Which basically means that if I chose to skip school, my parents would never know. Or care. Not that I would, since school is where I pick up girls.

I have always believed that my birth was an accident. But since my mom was already beginning to grow a reputation as a lawyer, she didn't want to abort me, so she kept me. In other words, I was a mistake in my parents' lives.

I owe it to them that I'm a player. I use my special technique of picking up girls because the girls chasing me makes me feel wanted. Unlike what my parents do to harm my mental psyche.

I stepped out of the car and entered the school compound.

"Sir," Horatio, my driver, told me, "I will come back at 3. Will that be good?"

"Sure thing. Later," I said, swaggering to the school building.

"Hey," a voice behind me said. "Haydn, can I speak to you? I'll be quick."

"Uh, yeah?" I replied, turning around. "Oh, hi... Stacey, right? Don't you know that your best friend kinda already has a thing for me?"I asked her, joking around.

"That's the thing, San Franciscan, stay away from Leia. I know you're a player who tends to leave a trail of broken hearts wherever you go," her voice was harsh. What did I do to offend her? She's hated me since we met.

"So what? I have short-lived relationships. And since when was that a crime?" I snapped.

"It's not, but you're a jackass," She whipped out her cellphone and showed it to me. "I have a friend in your old high school. She gave me a list of names. Of all your exes. I highly doubt you actually liked any of these girls."

"Okay, you know my past. It doesn't matter. Leia still likes me," I replied smugly, since I had the upper hand.

"You are not going to let her fall in love with you, only to crash and burn. So far only I know about your previous endeavors. It'll stay away if you back off. Otherwise, Luke and Michael will have you head. Got it?" she threatened me.

"Wow, I'm shaking," I replied sardonically.

"You should be. Leia's never been in love. Don't let her first be a complete horn dog such as yourself," she said. "Back. Off. "

Then she walked away since a stretch limo (the Evans') pulled up. Out came Leia, Blondie- I think her name is Nicolette- and Luke.

Bye, Leia. It was fun while it lasted. The first love thing is special. I'm an ass, but Stacey's right. Leia deserves the best first love ever lived.

I went into the school building. I spied the football tryouts results slip on the notice board. I was in. No surprise there. The coach had been impressed by my 'ceps. It had been for Leia, but she wasn't allowed. Now it's all for the team. The football team.