Cut me, Tackle me. (MAJOR EDITING)

Chapter TEN

TEN

Today was Friday and I was in my room doing my hair and makeup, getting ready for the game. I ran down the stairs and into the laundry room to find my shirt finally fully dryed. I pulled it on only to yank my hair in a different direction. I groaned in frustraition and ran back to my room.

I took out my hair and shook it out and just decided not to bother and left it down after going through it with the straightener. I was working on the back when I heard a chuckle.

"I will never understand why girls with already bone straight hair feel the need to damage it to make it even more straight." A deep low voice said, drifting through my room and dancing through my ears.

I looked up into my mirror and screamed before I launched out of my chair and into his open arms.

"Ozzy!" I exclaiemed, my heart racing my a smile perminantly plastered to my face,

"Hello there love," he breathed out a chuckle and kissed my cheek.

"Oh my God you've gotten bigger!" I exclaimed and looked him up and down.

He was about Cal's height, so he towered over me, his arms had gotten more toned and he was in great shape. I could feel his abs had gotten some work over the last two years. His black shaggy hair had grown and fell over his ears and swooped over his light chocolate brown eyes. His skin was fair and his cheek bones were still perfect along with his hard set jaw.

He smiled. "I know! You're still a migget."

I slapped his shoulder lightly and pushed him down into my chair. "Your hair is going to bug me," I said and reached for my scissors.

He just sat with a small smirk and didn't even object as I snipped away. I cut some off to reveal his beautiful eyes and long lashes and rearranged some strays.

"Better," I smiled and turned him to the mirror.

"Oh my God I can see again!" He exclaimed.

I chuckled and higged him. "God it's so nice to have you here!"

"I'm all yours for a whole week."

"Yay! Anyways, we gotta get going or we will be late!" I said and dove for my keys and game my makeup one last check. Long lashes, some soft pink lip gloss and my signature eyeliner. I had chose some dark skinny jeans that had white stitching and black leather ankle boots with a cute black tanktop that had lace fabric instead of cotton on the sides, so I had slid on a white tank top under the black one. I wore a black leather crop jacket and had put in my white gages. My wonderful christmas presents from Tess.

"You look great you fucking mirror hog not lets go," Ozzy said and dragged my down the stairs. "I'm driving," he said and opened the front door.

"What the hell is that?" I asked observing the black Honda bike.

"Honda CBR 1000rr." Ozzy smiled proudly.

"How did you afford that?"

"I've had a bank account for a bike since I was like five." He said. "It gained a lot of interest and I put the money from my gigs into it. So I got the fastest one I could find." He smiled. "Get on."

I pulled on one of the helmets and slid on behind him and he wrapped my arms around his waist before he put in the key and started it. It was loud, fast and the most fun thing I had ever done in my freaking life! He swerved around, hitting the gas hard and making me scream several times in excitment and fear. Once we got to the school I was shaking.

"Fun?" He chuckled and pulled off my helmet.

I rearranged my hair and gave a groan and decided to just pull it back into a pony tail and nodded. "Scary but fun." I smiled.