IDIOSYNCRASY // Soccer

Ch. 13

Thanks for dropping me off last night. I heard you met my dad? Hopefully he wasn't a pain -Parker

Well isn't that #Goals? I woke up to a text from Parker. It was the first thing I saw. Who am I kidding. That was one of his several texts. Now, let me show you all the messages in order.

Parker : Hey
Parker : Are you awake
Parker : HELLO
Parker : YOU ARE SO RUDE ARE YOU AWAKE ARE YOU DEAD
Parker : The team is meeting up at the beach at two. Might have a bonfire there too.
Parker : CHARLOTTE ARE YOU DEAD
Parker : omigosh did I kill Charlotte Evans.
Parker : IF I KILLED CHARLOTTE
Parker : DOES THAT MEAN I WILL GO TO JAIL???!!
Parker: I GOTTA GO BEFORE THEY GET ME!!!
Parker : Thanks for dropping me off last night. I heard you met my dad? Hopefully he wasn't a pain -Parker

Lets just say, my phone blew up. So here I was, standing in the mirror. What was I doing, you ask? I was staring at my reflection. I was self conscious. Sometimes, I think I have too good of a body.

Most girls have a flat stomach, or they may have a little fat. But mine was a flat toned stomach. Without flexing, you could see my six pack. Sam and Tyler kept telling me I had an eight pack. But I couldn't believe it.

For a while, I wore one piece bathing suits. I couldn't ignore the stares from everyone. Everyone wondered why I was so in shape. Why did I look so masculine. They called me a boy, because of my stomach.

But here I was, standing in a two piece. I don't get it when girls say it fit their curves perfectly. When I see myself, I cannot see any curves. All I could see is a straight line. I don't see any indentation or dip.

My belly button was pierced. Not many knew about my piercing. Sometimes, I remove it. I think it looks weird with my toned stomach. The gem reflected off the sunlight. Screw it, I flop my sunglasses down and walk to my car.

My bathing suit was like any other two piece. My swim suit was a neon coral. The color went well with my skin tone. The front has straps in front of it, making a criss cross pattern on the upper part of my chest. My bottom were neon coral as well. They has the same criss cross pattern on the sides.

When I pull up to the beach. I look everywhere for the boys. Where the hell were they? I see a big group of guys. That was them. But then I was bewildered. There were two groups of guys. My team and someone elses group.

I jog over there and pick up and their shouting. What were they fighting about? "Woah there, what is the problem?" I ask. I stood in the middle of the two groups.

"You called your girlfriend over here? Pathetic." A blonde guy says. I will cal him Blondie from now on.

"Your little buddies here is taking up our space on the volleyball net." Brownie says. He had brunet hair, I couldn't call him brunettie.

"Fine, we will play you for the net. You win, you get to play here and we leave. We win, you leave and we play here. Deal?" I offer. I hear the boys' disapproving murmurs.

The other boys had four players. So, Parker, Bryson, Chris, and I were playing. The rest of the team went somewhere. I didn't exactly take notice of their whereabouts.

The boys and I started off with the ball. I serve the ball, lifting it up in the air before slamming it down, 1-0. We start off with the ball again, and I serve it differently. I take the ball with my left hand and swing my hand with my right. When my hand makes contact with the ball, it went flying up.

Brownie hits the ball to Blondie, who sets the ball. Greenie spikes the ball. I immediately dive for the ball, barely getting it. Parker sets the ball and I spike it. Luckily, they couldn't save it, 2-0.

I look behind me to realize Bryson and Chris are gone. They left without even saying anything. Greenie and the other boy left from the opposing team too. Blondie and Brownie were the only ones on their team.

I let Parker serve the ball. I felt it was a mistake when the ball barely went over the net. I sent Parker a reassuring smile. Brownie sets the ball over, which goes farther than I expected. I run after it and since I was facing backwards to the net. I hit the ball with my forearms, and swing my arms backwards. I run back and high five Parker.

"Hey, do you guys want to just play regular volleyball. It seem like our... teams have abandoned us." Brownie says.

"It's fine." I say.

Blondie curses, "We forgot about our live stream! We told them we would go live today at this time."

"Its fine," I reiterate. "You guys can go live, they can watch us play volleyball or something."

"Great idea." Blondie says. "My name is Louis, this is my boyfriend Harry."

"Nice to meet you, Blondie and Brownie. Uh, I mean Louis and Harry. My name is Charlotte and this is my bestie Parker." I say.

"Just friends?" Louis says. I nod in response. He makes a face, as if he didn't believe me.

I make a face to the camera, they were live streaming. "Hey! So, sorry we are a little late. We were getting our butts beaten by these lovely people. Charlotte and her just friends Parker." Harry says.

I see the comments and laugh, "Yes, glittersmoochkins, the Charlotte Evans. No, hufflemypuffle, I don't model. Hell, I am only a Junior in high school." Parker puts his arm around my waist as he reads the comments. He didn't notice that he was slinging an arm around my waist. When he noticed, it was because I put my head on his shoulder.

"Do you all want to see #Charker beat us in volleyball?" Louis says. The comments section blew up with yes.

The volleyball game consisted Louis cursing his head off. "Bloody hell." Louis says before going to where his phone was. "I give up. Whenever I play with Harry, he always loses."

"Hey!" Harry says before walking towards Louis,

"You know I don't mean it, love." Louis says, staring at Harry. Love. I was witnessing true love for the first time and it was amazing. Louis gets out of his daze, remembering we were there. "Are you two pro volleyball players? Or do you actually play volleyball in your high school." Louis asks.

"Actually, we play on varsity soccer." Parker says.

"Oh." Louis says. He stares at me intensely. "Charlotte Evans, the girl who everyone wants in their college. I heard they were offering you full scholarships."

Parker looks at me too, waiting for me to clarify. "Yes, it is true. But not that many colleges really want me." I lie. The lie sips out my tongue faster than I kick a soccer ball.

"We are going to end this broadcast! Since the last broadcast got one hundred thousand likes. You all asked for it." Louis says.

I had no clue what he was talking about. Louis leans closer to Harry. Harry wraps his arms around Louis and they press their lips together. I open my mouth in shock and let out inhumane noises.

"Oh my god #Larry af!" I scream. I close my mouth immediately, what did I just do. What are these two boys doing to my emotions?

Harry and Louis continue their full blown make out. I was surprised how long they made out for. Parker was getting uncomfortable, he was moving around a lot and his grip on me became tighter.

After an eternity, Louis and Harry tore apart from each other. Before they ended the broadcast, they gave a quick peck on the lips. "That my friends, is how you kiss. Bye, loves!" Louis says.

What the hell did I just witness?

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Did i just add Larry to this book? Anyways, no chapters next week. My birthday and some other plans are coming up. If I finish His Fake Girlfriend's chapter today I will post it tomorrow. Don't forget to vote and comment !!