Pretty Brown Eyes

Two.

I watched her walk away from me and I couldn't help but wonder what goes on in her head. EVERYTIME I see her she's running away from me and she avoids contact with me , I asked a couple of people and they say she's damaged they say she doesn't talk she doesn't have friends so what is it what about pretty brown eyes that makes people say such harsh things about her. I picked up my bags and headed over to the campus I had football practice and wasn't really feeling it today for some reason I think it's because I had one too many tequila shots last night and woke up early this morning for my workout session mainly because I knew I would run into shorty again. I got on the elevator and some fine ass chick got on from the 4th floor she looked over at me hit her lip and smiled that was go enough for me to know she was interested.

I looked in her direction and smiled I extended my hand and she locked her small little hand in mine and shook my hand.

" Hey Gorgeous how you doing ?" She blushed and smiled even her smile was pretty she was the perfect 10 for sure

" I'm good can't complain how are you doing ?"

" I'm good can't complain either I'm Odell I just moved in upstairs 6th floor."

" Hmm maybe I'll have to visit the 6th floor nice to meet you Odell I'm Jenna from the 4th floor."

" Nice to meet you Jenna and yes anytime you on the 6th floor it's apartment 604 in case you need sugar or something."

She laughed as the elevator doors opened I stepped off and winked my eye at her

" Until next time Jenna from the 4th floor"

She waved as the doors closed I walked out of the front of the building and started walking towards campus my phone buzzed and it was my Bestfriend Jarvis texting me

From Landry 🏈:

Beckham where are you at coach is about to flip his shit hurry up and get to the field man you have 10 minutes.

I put the phone back in my pocket and started to run , campus was only 2 blocks away from my apartment maybe I need to better time myself. I finally got to the campus with 2 minutes to spare the coach looked over at me and rolled his eyes I laughed it off and took my place on the field. We practiced for about 2 hours and then we were finally done. I hit the showers and left my bag in the locker I grabbed my phone and walked out the locker room my nigga August was standing near the gym entrance talking to his girl I walked over to them and dapped up August

" Wassup boy , hey Taylor how you doing ?"

" Odell ! I'm good thanks how are you ?"