Note: This story was in my real life. It happened earlier when our teacher let us play. So I joined the touch ball game. So, me and my crush we're teammates. My friends said that we're always close to each other. I Feel like.... ugh!
Okay, continue reading! 😁
Kirstie's POV
"Okay class let's have some games." Sir said. We all formed a group including sir. (A/N Sir means male teacher)
"Okay, we have two groups, the ones wearing a P.E. and the one is Inter-Roosevelt" Great, I'm wearing a P.E. uniform. I saw Mitch was wearing it too. Oh gosh! I'M GETTING NERVOUS!
"Okay, the P.E. team will be in the middle and Inter team, hit them by throwing the ball" Wow, We will stick together and watch out.. for the ball. I was beside Mitch. I blushed. Then, the other side of the team threw the ball and I avoid it, glancing,running every other side. Well, my other teammates are out. Me and Mitch is the remaining to be hitted.
My friend said "Ayieee! Go Kirstie and Mitch! Destiny!!!!" I heard many of my classmates saying that. Mitch look at me. But I didn't look at him. I need to focus on the ball. The enemy threw the ball. I ran in the center and I accidentally bumped on Mitch. They saw it. They began shouting again. Then, we look at each other. I want to focus on the ball but why I'm focusing on him? We didn't notice that our enemy threw the ball to us.
(Okay, that's the end of my heart throbbing story, the next is my imagination)
I fell off to Mitch.
Causing him to fall off too. I was on the top of him. Almost to kiss. Someone awed. Someone says "ewww" and says "woahh"
I feel awkward.
A/N: Updated!
