Adam's POV
Me and Anna were laying by the net for for a while now, I didn't really want to get up and it looks like neither did she. I was just about to speak until a familiar voice screamed Anna's name.
"Anna?!" The voice yelled. We turned to look, and we both shot up once we saw who it was. Iman.
Anna turned bright red.
"Um I'll be back" she said as she got up and made her way to Iman, of course I followed.
"Yeah?" Anna said to Iman.
"You-" Iman began. But then she realized I was standing right behind Anna. So she leaned in and whispered. But she was horrible at it because I heard everything. "You're finally talking to Adam! Oh my gosh I'm so proud of you!"
"Um Iman, you kinda ruined it" Anna laughed. "And we're practicing soccer" She didn't bother whispering. I laughed. Both of them looked at me and I turned red.
"Um... I'll just... go..." I said as I awkwardly scratched the back of my neck and walked back to the net. I sat down.
Anna and Iman were still talking, and Iman kept squealing. Anna looked pretty calm, I couldn't read her body language. Her hands in the pocket of her shorts, and she just stood there. No body language to read But it was obvious one of them liked me, I don't know who, but one of them. Or maybe I just have a big head, I don't really know. I kept my eyes on Anna, hoping she'd look back at me. Although she didn't notice, Iman did. She spoke loudly so I'd hear.
"Anna your boyfriend keeps looking at you and I think he wants me to go so I'll see you later" she said, with the fakest tone. Anna sighed and walked back to me as Iman walked away.
"I'm so sorry" she laughed as she came and sat beside me, but facing me. Her feet beside my bum and mine beside hers. "So you wanna practice some juggling?" I asked her.
"Oh man I suck so bad! I can do like...7!" She laughed. "Have fun trying to teach me" she laughed as she got up. To he honest I didn't mind. Teaching someone is always fun, as long as they want to learn and, clearly she did.
I got the ball and tossed it to her.
"Okay so can u flick it up?" I asked her.
"Yeah" she replied. I told her to just practice dropping it and kicking it back up to her hands. She did so. She kept at it for a while, she was pretty good.
"Man its gunna be hard teaching you how to juggle the ball" I laughed. She turned red. "Oh no, I'm not saying you suck don't worry" I laughed. "You're better than half the guys I know. And you learn fast, we'll practice tomorrow?" I asked. She nodded her head in agreement. I gave her a smile. When I turn around, and back to face her, I saw her juggling the ball. She improved so much! And in only a few minutes! "Anna you did it!" I screamed.
"I know!" She squealed.
"It will be easy teaching you" I smiled.
Time seemed to fly and it was already time for class.
We both went to gym class. I was about to reach for her hand, but she looked at me puzzled, and I backed away. I forgot I never actually asked her out. We continued to gym class in silence. Finally when we got there, we saw rock climbing equipment. I forgot we were going to do rock climbing again. Last time we did rock climbing, I used to text Anna but we never really spoke, the texts were pretty awkward, now we talk all the time so I guess I'm hoping now it will be better.
Right when we walked in Anna bumped into someone. He was a tall, blonde guy. His hair was somewhat long and he looked like those typical California surfers you'd see. He looked about 17-18.
"Oh sorry bro" he said, but then he realized Anna had bumped into him, "Oh um.. sorry" he smiled as he scratched the back of his neck. "It's okay" she smiled. Anna and him both turned red, "I'm Tristan by the way, I'll be helping you guys out for the week" he smiled, still red, and I was just standing on the side looking angry, so of course I got Anna and brought her to changeroom. Again boys and girls were stuck together.
"What was that about?" She asked me.
"What was what about?" I asked.
"Why did you just drag me away" she laughed. "You looked so pissed" she smiled as she looked at me. I smiled and looked at the ground. "I dont know".
We walked into the changeroom, and we were the last ones in. It was already so crowded, every stall was taken.
"So um... where do we change?" Anna whispered to me.
"I don't know" I said as I looked around the room. I spotted an area, it was like a stall, except it was a wall. "How about there?" I asked.
"But that looks like it's only for one person" she said.
"I know this is really awkward, but would it kill us if we changed together? No one needs to know and we'll just change and leave, that's it." I said rather calm.
"I guess you're right" she said as she made her way to the area.
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The Love Of Soccer
Teen FictionAnna loves soccer, although she feels as if she'll never play professionally. Her friends all hate on her for many reasons. She just gets too much, so then one day, she just gives up. But, that doesn't matter. Adam, her crush always practices with h...