The Athlete & The Mathlete

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"Guys, come on. This is trespassing." I looked at Carla. "Stop being a big baby. You just want to leave because you're sca- OH MY GOD WHAT WAS THAT?!" Carla jumped. "AND YOU TOLD ME I WAS SCARED! HAHAHAHA OH MY YOU SHOULDVE SEEN YOUR FACE CARLA! JESUS CHRIST OH MY HAHAHA!" I fell on the floor laughing so hard. "ITS NOT FUNNY CARLY!! YOU SCARED THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME!!" Carla smacked me. "Oh my Hahahahahaha but you should've seen your face though." I stood back up. "Are you guys done yet?" Jason asked. Oh my Jason Campbell. He was hotter than the pavement in the middle of the summer. He was Carla's twin brother, and man did I swoon over him. "Y-yeah we're done.." I stuttered. "You know, just because he doesn't see it, doesn't mean I don't." Carla whispered in my ear. "You know, just because he doesn't see it, doesn't mean I don't." I copied her. She has a crush on this guy at school and he doesn't realize that she likes him but I do and she tries to hide it but doesn't do a very good job at it. "You should really think about what you're going to say before you actually say it because sometimes you have to acknowledge that others can notice something that others cannot and yet you still think that its not obvious. I'm surprised it hasn't seen it yet." I spoke to no one in particular.

My brother Anthony met Jason at this school club and then saw how Jason was to on the mathletes team. Well one day Anthony brought Jason over and I walked in from flag football practice with my backpack on my back and my duffle bag in my hand. That's when I saw him. Jason.

"Dude, you ok?" Carla was waving a hand in front of my face. I looked at my phone and it was 12:50am. "Anny I'm getting tired. we've been in her for like 2 hours. What are we for anyway?" I asked him. "You're only trying to get out of here so you can eat." He sounded irritated. "You know my so well but I am getting tired." I yawned at the last part. "Hold on, I'm almo- guys was it just me or did you guys here that too?" He seemed scared. "I heard it." I spoke up. "I did too." Carla said. "Same goes for me." Jason chimed in. "Ok, I'm done we're getting out of here." He said and walked past us. We all left. "Sooooooo who's up for some food?" I said while patting my stomach. "Carly when do you ever stop eating?" Carla asked me. "I don't know asked him." I pointed over at Anthony. "I don't know either let's just go home." Anthony said. "But we don't have burgers and fries and tator tots at home." I whined. "I don't care, we're going home and that's final." He was getting mad. We walked back to our house. We walked through the door and I ran to the kitchen. "Hahahahahaha oh my god is the floor ok? Hahahahahaha" Carla asked. "Damn towel. WHY THE HELL IS A TOWEL ON THE GROUND??!" I yelled. "I don't know, I don't live here" Carla looked like she wanted to cry because she was holding in laughter. I walked out of the kitchen with nothing to eat. I sat on the couch pouting. "What's wrong Carl?" Anthony asked me. "There was a damn towel on the floor and while I was running I slipped and fell into the stupid pots that were hanging and Carla came to asked if the floor was ok and all she did was laugh. She didn't even ask if I needed help. She didn't even ask me if I was ok. Instead she asked the floor." I continued to pout. "Hahahahahaha that's funny Hahahahahaha" I looked at him with the death stare and he stopped laughing. I'm done with them so I went outside to the back and sat on the swings. I was just sitting there remembering the day I met him. The day I met Jason.