Classes, Clickes, but He's No Cliché

Chapter 3

Sams POV

As we headed out the door Tyler asked if I needed anything. I said no.

As we drove to the game, we talked about what we would do later... I said I had a surprise if they won!

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"Let's go Cherrel Lynn! Let's go! (Clap clap clap)!" We sang in unison.

The team boosted me into a full and I began to lift my right leg for a bow and arrow, once I was stable again I looked out at the field and began to cheer.

"T-OUCH-D-OWN" I said a atop my basers as everyone else sang from the ground. They tossed me after I came down from my bow and I did a double twist. Before my feet wen touched the ground the bleachers were cheering! I came up and Tyler assisted Zac in scoring the winning Touchdown! We all cheered and clapped. All the cheerleaders ran to the field and handed the football team a bucket of water, they dumped it on the coaches.

After we won the game we got to the car.

"Give me the keys..." I said.

" Why?" Tyler rebuttled.

"Just give me the keys...."

"Okay? Where are we going?"

"To the lake... My parents own a house out there. We are going to have a night to ourselves..."

"What about our parents?"

"They think we are going to a friends house to sleep over."

"Okay."

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Sam's POV

20 mins of dead silence is something that killed me with my boyfriend...

Finally... We got to the house.... Being mid-spring, we went straight to the house, contemplating going swimming... Tyler slapped my ass, I giggled like a little school girl... Spinning from his grip on my ass; I spun into a hard kiss, smashing our lips together, I bit his bottom lip, trying to gain an entrance. He granted me and we interlocked our tongues in unison...

2 months of dating and we were all in already.