That Crazy Thing Called Love

Will You Wear My Jersey?

Chapter 2

~Will You Wear My Jersey?~

As soon as the 4th bell rang, I sprinted to my locker to put my books away. The minute I closed my locker, I saw Riker standing right behind it.

"You ready?" He asked.

"As I'll ever be!" I laughed

"Your laugh is as cute as you are." He said, smiling.

"Thanks.

We got into his car and I told him the directions to the place we would be eating at. As we pulled up he squealed,

"A drive in?!?!"

"Yes Riker a drive in, and they have Ice Cream." I said with a huge smile on my face.

"Did I die? And are you the angel that is going to make me fat for practice after school?" Riker joked.

"You could say that." I joked back. "Wait?! You play football?!" I screamed.

"Yeah, I really like it too." He stated.

"Cool. Have you met anyone other than me?" I questioned.

"Yeah, just this kid Tyler. Apparently he has been obsessing over r5 with you for a long time..." Riker said, his voice trailing off.

"Yeah, he is my best friends ex." I said awkwardly.

"Oh good, I thought you belonged to him." Riker said with a sigh of relief.

"Nope. And what are you gunna order?" I said trying to clear up the awkwardness.

"Chicken Strips with fries."

"K, do you want me to order or do u want to? I asked.

"I will, what do you want?" He asked.

"Same. What do you want for ice cream?"

"Whatever you get, I'm sure will taste amazing." Riker said joking.

"Kk. When she takes your order, tell her you want two of Spenser's regular." I said, feeling like I was giving him a life or death mission.

"Yes ma'am!" Riker laughed.

As soon as our food was done, we went and sat down at the tables outside.

"So has anyone told you about homecoming tradition here?" I joked

"Actually, no. What do I have to do?" He teased.

"Just pick someone to wear the jersey you won't be wearing at the homecoming game on Friday. And then of course you have to ask someone to the dance that night." I smiled. He got down on one knee and we locked eyes.

"Well Spenser, would you do me the honor of wearing my jersey AND going to the dance with me next Friday?" He asked, with his hands folded.

"Of course Riker! I would love to! What color should we go as? Because we HAVE to color coordinate..." I said laughing.

"Blue or pink." Riker said.

"Blue would look really pretty and there is this amazing flower shop that will dye white roses whatever color you want." I said, while mentally writing these plans down.

"Sounds great. Are you ready to go back?" He asked.

"Whenever you are." I said, my heart fluttering a million miles an hour.