A Girl Called Topanga

(Chapter 4)(not the one for you)

(Chapter 4)(not the one for you)

(Brantley's p.o.v)

I was moving my room from upstairs to the basement. Topanga was helping me. Her long hair cascaded down her back.
We had moved everything box by box. And we were now putting my bed back together. I smiled at her. I couldn't take it, she was so pretty but she was a gentle girl, I understood that completely. I couldn't be a player with her like I had been with other girls. "You want to take me to bed don't you Brantley". Topanga says. "No, I just smiled at you". I say. I knew that she could see deeper than most girls. And she was right I wanted to take her to bed so bad. "Because if you were and I know you were, I'd let you". Topanga says. "What?!" I say. "When I turn 18, you can take me to bed". She says. "But we have to have a stable relationship before we do anything." She says. We put the mattress on the bed. And put the bed sheets on the mattress. She sat on my bed and we played cards. Poker was a game I was good at but right now she was kicking my ass. I sighed. "Give up yet?" She asked. "Never." I say with a smirk.
She touched my hand. Then I began to poke her leg, she had one lone freckle there. She was wearing her jean shorts.
"Our energies don't converge". She says. "What does that mean?" I asked. "My skin doesn't become excited by your touch". She says. "Oh hm,
Why does that matter?" I asked. "I guess I don't like you like I thought I did". She says. "What if your wrong?" I say.
I changed the subject. "Hey I'm trying out for football next week, Wednesday". I say.
"Oh, I don't really like it when guys purposely hurt each other for fun." She says. "Will you come watch me play?" I asked. "I'm sorry Brantley I just don't agree with the game of football so I can't be there." She says. "Oh, okay". I say kind disappointed.

(Topanga's p.o.v)

It's been a few days since I helped Brantley move his room from up stairs to his basement. I was by my locker today. My hair was wet from the rain. I smiled happily. I loved when it rained. Brantley ran to me. "Guess what!" He said excited as I had ever seen him. "Hm?" I asked. "I got on the football team!! I'm gonna play football next season". He said happy as ever. "And there's this new girl.. Amber she's cute and she watched me try out for football." I say. "Are you still upset I didn't come to watch your try out?" I say feeling that he was shooting me a bad vibe.
"I'm asking Amber out". He said. "All she cares about are her looks, and her legs are open for every guy she dates." I say. "I'm asking her out Topanga, at least she watched me try out and cheered me on". He says. "Fine, ask her out but she's not the girl for you". I say. "Look just because she cares how she looks doesn't make her a whore Topanga". He says. "Whatever, you do what you dig, I don't care who you date and promise I won't get in the way". I say.