You're so beautiful, yet so unaware of it

Pushing the Envelope

                  

Clare's POV

"Char come onnnnnn!" I groaned, nudging my best friend playfully as we walked out of the girl's locker room.

"No." I didn't even have to look at her to know she was rolling her deep green eyes.

"Why though?"

"Clare, my secret crush is just that...secret."

"Yeah, but you're my best friend. We tell each other everything!" I tried to reason with her as we made our way to the dugout for practice. I watched her intently as she quickly tied her dark brown hair up in a tight ponytail, slipping the end through her baseball cap.

"Oh really?" She shot back.

"Yeah!"

"So who do you like then Clare?" Dammit. She had me there. Yes, we both told each other everything...except who we were crushing on. It's not like I could tell her that I had the world's biggest crush on her.

"N-no one." I stammered.

"Uh huh," She chuckled. "Until I get to find out about your mystery woman, you can't know who mine is." She winked before running off to help Leah get ready for practice. I had to quickly chug a bottle of water to quench my thirst after standing out in the Miami heat...and seeing Charlotte's ass in those softball pants.

Ever since the first day I met Charlotte I was drawn to her. I trusted her with my innermost secrets...and day by day I was falling for her. I tried to stop myself at first, knowing that she liked someone else as well as being terrified of what would happen if my parents ever found out about my sexuality. But after almost three months of knowing the Cuban girl, I was hooked. I would do anything for her.

Charlotte's POV

"She's still on the hunt then?" Leah questioned, handing me a bag full of softballs for today's practice.

"Yeah," I sighed. "I wanna tell her it's her y'know? But she likes someone else." I swore I heard Leah mutter idiot under her breath but I chose to ignore it as I trudged back to the dugout and Clare's awaiting gaze.

Brown eyes don't get nearly enough credit in my opinion, and Clare's were my favorite. The way they shone like warm caramel, swirled with rich milk chocolate. Not to mention the little flecks of gold that came out when the sun hit her tanned complexion just right. I could stare at this girl forever. Well apparently not forever, seeing as mid glance I was knocked on my ass by Leah.

"What the fuck Lilo?!" I groaned, shuffling to my feet as I wiped the dirt off my pants angrily.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to burst your little heart eyes induced haze...well no I actually did, but you forgot to grab the bats so here." She shoved a duffle bag full of practice bats into my chest before running off to start practice.

As the hour went on, it became increasingly harder to not just blatantly stare at Clare as she ran in her softball pants. Something about them just accentuated her...assets, and while I wasn't complaining, I'm pretty sure the rest of the team was since I couldn't concentrate on anything else but Clare's ass.

Practice was just about over and we were in the final inning of a practice game Coach Lemmon had set up. I was up to bat, anxiously awaiting the pitch that my teammate Hannah was about to throw when I caught a glimpse of Clare wiping the sweat off her brow before adjusting her hat, ready to take third base. I'd take you to third base I smirked in my head, completely taking my attention off the pitch, not noticing it had been thrown until it landed straight in my gut.