I Pinky Promise { Baylor Barnes }

Chapter 4 Seventh Grade

Chapter 4 Seventh Grade

-Baylor-

Football season has stared and so has volleyball.  Izzy loved Volleyball, but she was to afraid to join. Until this year... Basically I forced her to join. She thinks she sucks, but she is amazing. Izzy's even better than My girlfriend Brook.

Wow I'm so nice.

But she is my best friend and she is amazing.  The other amazing part is how her ass looks in spandex.

Stop it Baylor.  You should be looking at Brooks.

We have a game tonight and ever since pee wee football started in Third grade Izzy has been to every  Game. But with volleyball practice running at the same time Football pratice runs she can't watch me.

Which sucks because she is really supportive, even more than Brook.

Honestly, I hate Brook now, but I have her wrapped around my finger. I would dump her, but then I would get Bitched at  by her snot ass friends.

I should of listened to  Izzy in Fifth grade while we were hunting. She did seem kinda sad. Did that mean anything? Whatever, I'm a guy I don't need to think about those things.

I'm Baylor Barnes the most popular.

-Isebelle-

I quickly snook out of Volleyball practice and ran down the hall as fast as I could to the closest doors opening to the Football field. 

I couldn't just miss my best friends Football game. It would ruin my record.

The feelings towards Baylor have changed back to normal.  I just had a silly Elementary crush on him. I guess it had to happen some time.

Am I right?

I walk quickly down to the field to see they have just started half time. The bleachers aren't packed, but they are full. Middle school football usually had a nice turn out.

Finding a spot on the bleachers, I tighten my pony tail and lick my braces out of habit. Metal mouth of two more years.

Not that happy.

I look for Baylor's  Number 28 jersey.  He's had that number for years and I'm sure all the boys know that, that is his number. I quickly spotted him out because he was waving and smiling at me like a fool.

Such a weirdo.. I'm about to wave back, but my view of Baylor is cut off by the one and only..

Right in front of me was Brook Williams and her snotty bestfriend Mckenzie.  They must of snuck out too and she didn't look too happy to see me.

"Izzy!" She said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Brook! MacKenzie! Hey." I say nicely as possible.

"Wheres my Baylor poo?" She asks. I look at her sign and it says 'I love Baylor'. Disgusting.

My blood starts to boil.  She is a lying Bitch.

"Out there, Number 28."

"I Know what number he is." She replys rudely.

Whatever Bitch.

-End of Game-

I was about to stand up and go congratulate Baylor for the win, but Ms. Bitch stoped me.

"Don't you even think about going by my Baylor. He is mine not yours geek. He is just nice to you because you have no friends. I can't believe he went as low as you. You're  a--"

"She is just a what?" We all look over to Baylor.  He has his arms crossed and he is smirking. His brown shaggy hair is all wet from sweat. Brook has her mouth open trying to find words to say.

"Thought so. " He looks disappointed.  Did he hear all of it?

"Come on Izzy, lets go get some Ice cream. " I look at the ground trying not to make eye contact with anyone. I'm really shy and in this situation I feel insecure about myself. Baylor wraps a arm around my shoulder and suddenly I get a big whiff of his disgusting sweat smell.

"Oh and Brook, we are done. Nobody makes fun of my girl." He says and gives me a squeeze on my shoulder. Our hands find each others to interlock our pinkies.

I can't help but blush.... He pinky Promised.

-Author's Note-

One more and it begins!

Thank you!

-Ki♥