Monroe Taylor’s point of view.
“Man, I got stuck with Brittany Owens.” Zay groaned.
“I got Sammy Hughes.”
“Who did you get Roe?”
“Some girl named Chanel.”
“Chanel Zuilo?”
“How many Chanels’ are in this school Zay?”
“Just one.”
“Then yeah her.”
“Oh man, she’s hot.”
I couldn’t disagree with Zay and River, Chanel was something nice to look at.
She had long tan legs, and her peach dress she was wearing hugged her body perfectly.
She had long brown hair, and the most perfect hazel eyes I’ve ever seen.
I could imagine running my hands down her body.
She stuck out to me though, maybe it was because she was the first girl I have ever seen pair a light jean jacket with a hug me tight peach dress and white converse.
“I’m going to get her.”
“I don’t know man, she’s friends with Adrian and Zoe, I’m sure she’s heard stories.” River added.
“So? It just means it’s going to be a challenge. I like challenges.” I said walking out onto the field for a quick practice before our game tonight.
Chanel’s point of view.
I pushed the school doors opened, a breeze hitting my sweaty body instantly.
making my way to my range rover, I opened up my door throwing my bag in the backseat, I felt the cold leather seats hit my body, my sweat sinking into the leather seats.
I ran a hand threw my wet hair, before starting my car.
I could hear my shower calling my name, I couldn’t wait for the cold water to hit my body.
I pushed open my front door, coming into view with my month old puppy Rebel.
Rebel was a blue nose pit, she was a gift from my mom, since she was never home she didn’t want me to feel lonely.
I scooped rebel up in my arms, carrying her up the stairs with me, I sat her down on the floor pushing the double doors to my room opened.
I made my way into the bathroom, starting my shower stripping out of my sweaty gym clothes, I relaxed as soon as the water hit my body.
Remembering that I told Adrian I would go to the football game, I dragged my feet towards my closet.
when all I wanted to do, was fall into my bed, and let sleep over power me.
I threw on some black leggings, a orange Victoria Secret bandeau, and paired it with a hot pink Victoria Secret zip-up hoodie, and to set my outfit off my white converse. I threw my hair into a messy bun, throwing on a little bit of mascara.
I grabbed my purse, throwing my phone in it, and slid down my stairs giving Rebel a kiss goodbye.
I grabbed the money off the counter my mom gave me for food.
I hopped into my car heading off towards the school.
I’m pretty sure, I’m the only one who actually watches the football games.
We were winning by two points.
24-22 with ten minutes left until the game was over.
“Wanna get something to eat?” I nodded my head not taking my eyes off the game.
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Charming Taylor.
Teen FictionMonroe Taylor. Known as Mr. Perfect, and for his amazing skills in bed, and not to mention the hearts he breaks in between his social life, Monroe Taylor was every girls dream Prince "Cinderella with her glass slipper, and charming Prince." Girls of...