Unlucky Soul

Chapter six

"Are you okay?" I hear an unfamiliar voice ask.

"Mk? Kiddo? Talk to me." This time it was my aunt's voice.

"Uuhhhhhh.... ow... wuh, what happened?" I ask, my words groggy.

I open my eyes and above me are my aunt Kate and a young teenage boy with dirty blonde tousled hair and chiseled features. His bright blue eyes give a worried expression.

"Um hello?" The mystery boy says. "Earth to girl-I-hit-with-my-football. Anyone there?"

The groggy feeling fades and I snap back into reality. 

"Uhh yeah, yeah I'm okay."

"You sure kiddo?" Aunt Kate still looks worried.

"Yeah, I just need-" I stop realizing that I'm lying down.  I try to sit up but by forehead throbs with pain so I lie back down. "I just need an ice pack." I finish, closing my eyes. 

"I've got you covered," Aunt Kate says and I hear the shifting of items in our picnic basket. 

 I feel a cold sack on my forehead. "Like I always say," Aunt Kate says with a smile, "you have to be prepared for anything"

I smile and thank her, adjusting the ice pack on my forehead.

I open my eyes and find the boy in the green football jersey, has been watching this whole display. Quite awkwardly I might add.

"So yeah...," the boy speaks finally, "sorry for my football hitting you in the head and stuff."

"It's alright," I reply. "I'll be fine."

"Dude, what's taking so long?" I hear a shout a few yards away. Another boy runs toward us. This boy has dark brown, maybe even black hair. Looks almost identical to the first boy, except for his eyes. His eyes are a soft brown, not an electric blue.

"Sorry bro," they greet with a high five-hug combo then turn back to me. I can finally sit up, so I do.

"Gotta work on your height control when you pass man, don't wanna keep popping people in the head," the second boy says, giving a light chuckle.

The first boy smirks before replying. "Then you gotta jump when you catch bro." 

Ugh, he's one of those guys, I think, giving a mental eye roll.

"You'll have to excuse my friend here," the second boy says, "he doesn't seem to find importance in taking account of velocity and arc in his passes." 

The first boy punches him in the arm and they both crack up. I don't know what to be doing in this situation so I say, "well bye you guys."

They nod and start walking away. Ol' blue eyes turns around and says, "see ya 'round?"

"Maybe," I reply.

He smirks again and with that jogs off. 

I turn to Aunt Kate who has been silent through this whole endeavor. "So," a hopeful smile on her lips, "they were nice don't you think?" 

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BEEP! BEEP! BEEEEEEEEEP!  Goes my alarm clock.

I fumble in my attempt to hit the snooze button, almost falling out of bed. I manage to slam on the snooze button and snuggle back into the blanket. I hardly get two minutes of rest before my aunt come bursting through the door.

"Oh no no no! We'll have none of that today. Now get your butt out of that butt out of that bed and ready for school," she said in a don't mess with me tone of voice.