So you are probably wondering, "what the hell is happening?" Well before we get to that, let me tell you who I am. Dillion Torrez is the name. Yes, I have a guys name. Who gets a flying eff. The guy screaning, 'I love her' is my boyfriend. Dillion Good. Yea we have the same name. The big leader and the two guys holding Dillion was his "friends." You will learn about them later in the story. I have reddish hair and crystal blue eyes. I don't have any parents so I live with my aunt. I go to West Fort High School. I'm not you typical kind of girl. I play video games, go mud riding, and pull pranks. But enough about me let's get to the story shall we...
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*one year ago*
August 25
I was on my way to my locker after Sociology, when this boy came up to me. "Uh.. Hey." "Hi." I said, putting my Sociology book in my locker. "I was wondering if you would like to hang out sometime?" I knew him, he was the quarterbacks bestfriend. I thought about it for a minute then spoke. "Uh yeah.. Sure." I said a little confused and nervous. "Great! I'll see you later?" I nodded. "Well bye." "Bye." I said grabbing my book for Spanish then closing my locker. Weird. Why would someone, especially a jock, want to hang out with me? I'm no pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. "Oh I never got your name." He said, turning around. "I'm Dillion.." I said. "No way! My names Dillion. I spell it D-i-l-l-i-o-n." He said, leaning against the locker next to mine. "Really? Same as mine." I spoke, smiling. "Wicked." He said. I think I like this guy. "So are you going to the game tonight? Cause I was hoping we could hang out during half time." He spoke, kinda shyly. "Yeah, I'd like that." I think I started blushing. He smiled. "Okay I'll meet you at the end of second quarter at the west side concession stand. I'm number 4 by the way." "Well I'll be cheering for you." I laughed. "Great. See ya later." "Bye."
I walked to the lunch room, ten minutes late. I grabbed my lunch from the lunch line and sat with bestfriend Milica Tomp. "Where have you been?" "Okay, you know Dillion Good right?" I asked, as I ate the Nacho's they were having. "Yea. Number four." She said messing with her pizza she brought. "Well he asked me to hang out with him tonight at the game." She turned her head. Eyes glued to mine and mouth wide open. "Milica. Milica. Milica!" I yelled, not too loudly. "H-he asked you?! Nu huh!" I nodded. "What did you say?" "Yes. Duh!" I said when she screamed. I quickly put my hand over her mouth, and felt everyone looking at us. She licked my hand and yelled, "What you all lookin' at?! Huh?!" We both laughed till I turned my head to see Dillion and his friends staring at me. I quickly turned my head back around feeling my cheeks turn red. "Gurl, you blushin' like crazy." "Shut up." I laughed. I got up and threw the trash away, walking to Spanish.
School was almost over. I only had last hour left. I walked out of Spanish and to the stands outside at the football field. Last hour for me was PE and the only thing we did was sit outside in the stands. I sat with Bianca and Milica. "Hey so I heard the Dillion Good aske you out." Bianca said, winking at me. "Who told you? I only told one-" I looked over to see a laughing Milica. I shook my head laughing with her. Today the football players were coming out to paint the field for tonight's game. I was talking to Milica and Bianca when someone put their hands over my eyes. I giggled and turned to see Dillion.
