Nina gets obliged to move from her home town.
Leaving her family, friends and most importantly football team behind.
After being the captain of her team she gets put face to face with the hardships of starting it all over again, from scratch, from...
"Something mischievous ha! How about set the police station near by on fire?" I say.
"That's not mischievous! That's criminal- vous!" Louis said. I took a moment to understand the last word and when it sank in my eyebrows furrowed.
Mischie - vous, Criminal - vous, who does that?!
"What? Okay okay what do you say we do?" I asked.
"Let's go!" He said running pass me. I followed suddenly a ruch of excitement took over my body.
"Where are we?" I asked Louis as he climbed a fence again.
"My old History teacher's house. This guy, what do you suggest we do? To let's say make him pay for all the detention hours he put me in?" He said rubbing his hands togather.
I laughed, "is that his car?" I asked. We looked at each other.
He smirked, "are you thinking of what I am thinking?" He said.
"Depends, eggs," I said excitement oddly evident in my tone.
"Toilet paper rolles? Paint balls!" Louis added, getting excited to wrack this vehicle.
"Tomato sauce and flour! " I said eagerly.
"I love it when you talk dirty to me" Louis said walking ahead making me laugh. We walked into a supermarket getting a dozen of eggs and toilet papers.
I laughed as we covered the whole car in toilet paper, we then took turns in throwing the eggs. Louis shushed me as the lights of the porch were turned on. "Come on before we get caught!" He whispered we took of quickly laughing as we ran away.
I bent down on my knees, taking a breath. "That was so cool!" Louis said.
"I know so fouckin awesome!" I said.
** "I will see you soon," Louis said, as we reached my house.
"Yeah, thanks for this," I said showing the hot drink he bought us on the way back.
"It's nothing," he said.
"You're actually quite cool when you're not such a show off," I said
"Me? a show off? When?" He defends.
"Okay alot of times," I fought back.
"Like?" He said. "Excatly never!" He said.
"Okay when you first came to the school you were wearing such expensive clothes," I said
He took a moment to remember what he was wearing, "I had just got back from an interview!"
"Your car?" I said.
"You like it?" He smirked.
I rolled my eyes. "You're always like Love, baby, what the hell it's like your hitting on me and my mother!" I said.
"Wait hold up! I am British we call everyone love and babe and that sort of stuff! I am not hitting on your mom! obviously you Americans call everybody 'man' or 'dude' " He reasoned.
"Who does that? Americans don't go like that," I said
"No we are just really polite to everyone," he said.
"Yeah! Look at me I am British drinking tea and biscuits all day," I mocked.
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