Justin's P.O.V
"Your just trying to get me to break up with you Justin, aren't you?" Zack said in her cute sarcastic way. "Well how do you expect me not to stare at Robin Waters?" Oh Robin has beautiful long dark hair and.... "Its not like im trying to be jealous, but she has all the boys in the 11th grade all over her." she said with a worried look on her face, "Zack!" I whispered as I put my hand over her mouth. "No girl could ever make me happier than you do." I then quickly removed my hand, which was soaked in saliva, thanks to Zack. After I had cleaned off my hand, our fingers intertwined as we walked to class. We have all our classes togather except for jazz band, I play saxophone and Zack plays clarinet. So we have to be separate for that.
I tap my fingers rapidly against the wooden desk while staring at the clock waiting for the bell to go off. Suddenly Zack breaks my gaze by handing me a folded piece of notebook paper, it read
'Meet me under the bleachers at the field after class.
-Zack
P.s. Dont be late Justin'
One the bell had rung I followed Zack's orders and began to walk towards the bleachers. As I walked to her she looked up at me and smiled,
"Hey babe, what's up?" I said confused. "Do you think we could go to the park?"she questioned.
"Well of course, I'd love to!" I said beaming.
As we arrived at the old beat down park, I climbed out of my dusty jeep and walked around to Zack's side to open her door. "I still cant believe you still havent gotten a new car. I mean a Wells Royce would look pretty nice in the school parking lot!" yea, she has never really liked my ratty, dirty, jet black jeep.
Our park is one of those older, abandoned parks that nobody ever goes to. Its kind of creepy in the chilling type of way, but that just makes it even more perfect for us. Zack and I have always enjoyed creepy things whether its a horror film of just a haunted house, we have already seen it or been there. We walk over to our favorite spot (which just so happens to be a beat down, broken, wooden, picnic table). We take a seat and talk about random things like "Did you hear how coach Madden punched a 9th grade square in the face?" We gossiped some more until I took out my phone and realized what time it was "Shit! We gotta go!" great god im late for soccer practice, coach is gonna kill me! "Wait up Justin! Why do we have to go!?!?!?!" yelled Zack, who was now meters behind me."Late......For.......Soccer!" I screamed back as I tried to catch my breath.
I hit the gas and started to speed to Zack's house, after I had dropped her off I rushed to my house and threw on my gear, then drove to the fields. When I arrived I saw my team practicing corner kicks, I began towards them and hoped for the best.
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