I Hit The Bad Boy (On Hold)

Chapter Four

Emily

  Thankfully only two people were aloud at a table. They sat down as the bell rang and Ms.Johnson began roll call, "Abigail Goodwill" A blonde girl with glasses a few tables away from April and I rose her hand. "April Jones" April rose her hand, "Cameron Clearwater" "Here" he yelled out. How have I not noticed him in roll call?  "Emily White" "Here" I called, I saw Cameron turn his head to look at me out of the corner of my eye. 

  Class went surprisingly well, besides the fact that West or Cameron would yell out sexual innuendos every chance they got. And there was a lot more than you would think. Finally the last class of the day came, Gym. Now most of you are probably thinking that I don't like gym, I don't, not normally. But, today we were playing soccer.

  I love soccer, a lot. But, I don't play because I have to many other things to worry about than when my next game is.

  We made it to the field after changing into our gym clothes. Knowing Cameron transferred to this class also, I smirked. Let's just hope, for his sake, that he's on my team. "Okay everyone you know the rules. Teams, Clearwater, Jones, Goodwill, Hanson. Grab a blue jersey. White, Drake, Angels, Morgan. Grab Red jerseys." Mr.Jackson told us. 

:Third Person:

  The opposing team groaned as they realized they had to go against Emily. Cameron noticed that all the girls were wearing their hair up, all except for Emily.

  Mr.Jackson blew his whistle and the game started. Emily taking the ball, and weaving her way past everyone. Cameron watched as she kicked the ball back and forth between her feet with ease. Half of his team tried to get the ball, while the other half tried to guard the others. 

  The game went on for about an hour before Coach blew his whistle again, and Cameron couldn't take his eyes off of Emily. And she knew it too.

:Emily:

I walked into the girls locker room feeling accomplished. 

   Once I finished changing I threw my hair into a messy bun, realizing my mistake after I heard a gasp come from behind me. "Emily Beau White! Why didn't you tell me you got a tattoo?!" April whisper yelled at me as we left to our lockers, taking out my bun as we walked. 

  "I would rather not talk about it right now." I said as I grabbed my bag. Sighing as I noticed I would have to tell April something I didn't want to talk about, ever again.

This'll be fun.

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