Te Amo (GirlxGirl)

I Got The Digits (4)

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Chapter Four

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Her eyes went wide as my lips touched hers. Her lips were soft, very soft actually and even after I pulled away I still felt like I hadn't. A couple boys that had seen us cheered and whistled while pumping their fists in the air. Mr Angolia hadn't seen and for that I was grateful since no had no explanation for that random PDA or act of bravery, at the moment I wasn't sure which one it was.

"What was that for?" She asked astounded.

I felt a blush creep up in my cheeks. "That...was for...umm...agreeing to help me with basketball." I said looking down and.

She smiled and shrugged "That's no problem Keeley im glad to help, though feel free to kiss me again anytime." She said.

I let a small smile slip "Awesome." I said as I looked back up at her.

"So how did this come along, I mean not to be rude but you don't seem like the sports team type." She said brushing her hair out of her eyes.

"If you haven't noticed I don't really fit in with the 'popular crowd' so this hooker kicked my chair and I turned around to yell at her and got kicked out. That's the sixth time this week and I can't even count how many since school had started." I said recalling the recent and not so recent events, I fumbled with my band again.

"Ouch that's freaking idiotic, so he made you join the basketball team hoping you get along better with students?" She asked.

"No actually...he suggested cheerleading, but I put a giant stop on that bullet." I said grimacing.

She feigned hurt "What? Cheerleading isn't that bad you know, I happen the be a cheerleader." She said scribbling in her notebook.

I really wasn't surprised by that iota of information "So who wants to be a cheerleader, its the most sexist thing I've ever heard of." I said completely petrified by the mere thought.

She laughed "Alright maybe at times its a bit sexist but its really how you take it." She said scribbling down more things in her notepad. The bell rang signaling the end of this class and the end of school.

We both walked towards our lockers in the crowded hallway. I stuffed my books in my bag and headed towards the bus ramp. Before I went through the glass doors someone grabbed my backpack stopping me from moving.

"Keeley I forgot to give you my number so I can call you tomorrow." She said as she handed me a blue piece of paper. "That's my number so you can text me." She said as she walked away before turning back around. "You wanna ride?" She asked.

"Ride what exactly?" I said jokingly. She bursed out laughing. "Sure id love a ride." I said and followed her to the car.

As we pulled out of the school lot she turned on Rihanna. "Wanna sing along?" She asked. I shook my head wondering when if she was ever going to stop asking. "Your loss though one day your going to sing and your going to be mad as hell that you didn't realize how great it is." She said as she started singing.

" If it's loving that you want Then you should make me your girl,your girl

If it's loving that you need Then baby come and share my world,share my world

If it's loving that you want Then come and take a walk with me,with me

Cause,everything that you need,

I got it right here baby,baby" She sang as the wind blew her hair back. My eyes trailed to her covered arms, I wondered when the last time she cut was. Was she suicidal? Hell she had a million friends, she's a cheerleader for heaven sakes. My current friend count is zilch.

As if the world had a funny way of sending me messages the chorus chimed in " Now it's obvious you need a friend to come hold you down

Be that one you share your everything when no one's around

Baby come tell me your secrets, and tell me all your dreams

'Cause I can see you need someone to trust, You can trust in me" she sang looking directly at me. I turned my head away from her and stared out the window.

Before long we had stopped in front of my house. "Hand me your cell." I said as I opened the red door. She handed me a touch screen with a demi lovato skyscraper cover. I recalled what the song was about and realized it makes sense. I fumbled with the darn keypad for like ten minutes before Koren plucked it out of my hands and asked my number.

I told her the number and felt like numero uno on worlds dumbest as she turned and slid her phone sideways exposing a keyboard. I mentally smacked myself in the head as she finished inputing my information. After that I hopped out of the car and went inside.

"Hey dad im home from hell." I called out as I dropped my bag off on the couch. He walked in a few minutes later he came in with a blue pencil still In his dark brown hair.

"Watch the language kiddo." He said as he ruffled my hair. My dad is an architect, a damn good one if I do say so myself.

"Oh dad by the way, im on the guys basketball team." I called out nonchalantly as I grabbed an apple from the pantry.

"Oh shit my daughters going to give them hell!" He said excitedly.

"Watch your language dad." I teased as I bit into the sweet apple.

His arms wrapped around me and picked me up into a big bear hug. "Aww that's awesome but wait...can you even play basketball kiddo?" He asked as he set me down.

"Someone from school is going to show me all I need starting tomorrow actually." I said turning to face him.

"Basketballs a pretty demanding sport so you might wanna head in early for some rest." He said.

"I have work over the weekend." I replied.

"Skip it." He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "As long as it gets done on time and its your best effort then what's the point of holding off on it?"

"You know...sometimes I wonder who the parent is here." I said chuckling. "Fine i'll turn in early." I said giving him a hug and heading off to my room.

'How demanding can basketball be?' I thought as I cracked open my books and began to start of the work that was due Monday.

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