~ On Friday, Demi's P.O.V. ~
"Big game tonight." Alyson said as she came up to me wearing her jersey and some jeans like myself. It was game day meaning all players must wear their jerseys to represent the team and the game that would be happening that night. It was a rule that the team and I decided on. You know to show our spirit and represent the school.
"Not that big. Just a normal game as always." I shrugged, getting my book from my locker.
"Okay well it's our first game of the season. Aren't you excited?" Alyson asked.
"I'm not gonna lie, I am. I've been waiting for this since last season ended." I replied, closing my locker and turning towards her.
Alyson chuckled. "Yeah me too."
"Who's ready to beat some ass tonight?" Selena called as her and Miley walked up to us.
"Uhm I don't know. Ass beaters?" I joked as Selena moved to hit me but I jumped back before she could. "Ha-ha! Missed me, missed me! Now you gotta kiss me!" I sang before puckering up my lips.
She rolled her eyes and said, "You wish."
"Hey a girl can dream can't she?" I shrugged with a smile on my face.
She giggled. "Eh I guess." I smiled. Selena and I have been getting along well these past few days. She forgave me after we kissed on Tuesday. She keeps saying that it's not because of the kiss but we all know that it was * wink wink * No I'm kidding. I'm not off the hook completely though. She put me on probation * insert eye roll here * but at least she forgave me right? I just wish she would forgive me fully so that I can finally ask her to be my girlfriend.
"Demi!" Selena called waving her hand in my face. Oh. I guess I zoned out. Didn't I say I was going to work on that?
"Yeah?" I responded. Why is the hallway so empty though? And where'd Miley and Alyson go? Hey that rhymed, ha!
"The bell rang." Selena stated. Ohh! Well that explains it! I gave her a small smile before slyly taking her hand and leading her to class.
~ Selena's P.O.V. ~
Normally I would pull away from her but I just can't today. I love the way her hand feels against mine. It brings sparks throughout my whole arm and gives me butterflies in my stomach. I know this sounds cheesy and cliché but it's true. And I really want to be her girlfriend. I'm just waiting for her to ask me. I wonder why she hasn't? I forgave her a few days ago and she did say she wanted to be my girlfriend. I hope she asks my soon.
"Hey you okay?" Miley asked me from the seat next to me. During my little ramble in my head, Demi and I had made it to class and sat down in out regular seats. Her by Alyson and mine by Miley.
I sighed. "Sorta. I really wanna know when Demi is going to ask me to be her girlfriend."
"Why don't you just beat her to it and ask her to be yours?" Miley asked me.
"Because I know she wants to be the one to do it so I'm waiting for her to ask me. I just don't know what's taking her so long. I did forgive her didn't I?" I looked over at Demi from across the room. She noticed me looking at her and caught my eyes, letting a smile cross her features. I couldn't help but smile back at her. It was really hard not to.
"Do you want me to talk to Alyson about it? I'm sure she knows why Demi hasn't asked you yet." Miley said, snapping me away from Demi's gorgeous eyes. What? They are gorgeous aren't they? I mean, have you seen them?
I looked over at Miley. "Would you really do that for me?" I asked hopefully.
She chuckled. "Of course. It's no big deal after all. I'll ask her around lunch time when I see her." Miley smiled.
"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you! You're the best!" I squealed, hugging her tightly. Good thing it was really loud in the classroom otherwise I would have drawn some unnecessary attention.
Miley chuckled again and hugged me back. "Oh I know." Well isn't she Ms. Conceited? Ah well! Who cares? She really is the best though.
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high school love a semi story
Fanfictionlove between two girls one is a cheerleader and the other is a basketball player.The basketball player has a crush on the cheerleader but she didn't know it.The cheerleader had a crush on the basketball player