Bittersweet End (Canceled)

1|Football and Jacob

If you have been brutally broken, but still have the courage to be gentle to others then you deserve a love deeper
than the ocean itself.
- Nikita Gill
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Jessica's POV

"Girls, we're doing great!" I reassured.

So I bet you're wondering what I'm doing right now. My team and I, are currently on cheerleading practice, doing a pyramid.

And I'm the flyer- wait, do you call it flyer? Heck, I don't even know and I'm the head cheerleader. Ugh, should've payed more attention to the lessons.

Yes, I'm a cheerleader, and yes, I'm popular. But no, I'm not mean and I'm definetly not a bitch, I can promise you that.

Snapping out of my thoughts, I fixed my attention back to the position our team are in.

"Let's just hold onto this position for 5 more sec-" Before I can even finish the sentence, a football hit me right in the face with a loud smack.

I lost my balance as I fell onto the ground with a thud.

"Ughh." I groan in pain as I rub my bum.

Seconds later, my whole team fell beside me as well.

"I'm so sorry. Are you alright?" A husky voice asked. I can hear concern but mixed of laughter as well.

Looking up, I saw a tall, muscular, figure.

"Are you alright?" He asked again.

"Huh?" I asked, a little dazed.

"Are you okay?" He repeated.

"Oh, uh yeah." I replied with a sheepish grin.

He looks cute actually, he got caramel brown hair.

He offered me his hand. I accepted it while he help me up.

He looked at me with wide eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked, looking at him with confusion.

He shrugged, "Nah, nothing's wrong. You just got a lil bruise on your right cheek."

"Sorry, my aim was way off and it ended up hitting a pretty girl like you." He said sheepishly while scratching the back of his neck.

Wait, did he just called me a pretty girl?

Omggg, he called me prettyyyy.

Oh, shut up.

"I'm Jacob, by the way" He said, pulling out his hand for me to shake.

Ohh, Jacob. One of the school's biggest players. He might be a player but I heard he's pretty kind towards everyone.

I shook his hand, "Jessi-"

"Jessica Anderson, I know" He said, cutting me off with a smile.

He must've seen my confusion, as he continued.

"You're the school's golden girl!" He exclaimed, "Of course I'll know you!"

"Oh." I smiled, as thoughts filled my mind.

Although I'm the school's golden girl, there's still haters I guess.

Hater's like none other than Judy Harts.

The ultimate bitch of Eastwood High. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating but still, she's .... bitchy.

She's a blonde, while I'm a brunette.

Trust me, when I say do not, and I mean it, DO NOT mess with her.

You do not want to get to her bad sides.

Once I accidently, spilled orange juice on her signature designer purse and she practically screamed.

Well, I mean I would react the same way if someone did that to mine but it was a freaking accident!

Besides, I apologized multiple times and even got her that exact same purse.

But she wouldn't let it go and pranked me with a crazy green hair that wouldn't go off even after a week.

I shuddered at the horrible memory.

"Jessica?" Jacob asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Uh, yeah?"

"You've zoned out for longer than a minute, you alright?" He asked with concern.

I smiled, "Yeah, I'm alright. Thanks."

He smiled back. His smile turned into a smirk seconds later, "You're way hotter up close."

I can feel my face getting into a shade of pink.

"Shut up." I said while rolling my eyes.
Secretly, I'm doing my happy dance.

He complimented me, twice!

He chuckled at my responce, as he opened the nurse office's door.

"Um, I gotta head back to practice or coach will cut off my balls." He said while laughing.

"Sorry again, and nice meeting you." He said with a wink.

I blushed.

"Try getting a better aim next time." I called.

He chuckled with embarrassment, "Will do, princess." He said, while jogging off.

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So... what do you think? Comment down below!

Hey, I tried, I promise it'll be better! What do you think about Jacob? ;p

Cheers,
B