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practice to phil was always stress relieving. the adrenaline running through his veins always seemed to distract him from the thought of facing his very homophobic parents.

practice was amazing until he started showing up.

he wore cute little glasses and cute little designed tee-shirts.

he was always carrying his book around, usually with his cute little nose deep inside of it.

he was the one who made phil miss the ball for the first time in five years.

"lester, what was that?" his coach shouted as the ball slid from the tall boy's hands.

'if you saw a dimple that deep, you'd drop the ball too'

"nothing, coach!" phil called as he jogged off, glancing up in the bleachers to see the cute boy once again.

brown. blue. blush. blush.

that's how it went.

hehehehe this is crap. hopefully next chapter will be better lolzor

(that was 100% ironic okay chill)

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