Family of 4

Chpater 3

Conor: good morning beautiful
That's odd. Now all of a sudden he's sending me good morning texts? Oh well.
I walked into my 7th period class after a long day of not caring about anything my teachers had to say.
"Hey what's with you and that dude", Elizabeth asked.
"What dude?", I asked.
"The one you like", she laughed.
"Oh yah. I'm not gonna get with him if that's what you're implying", I said as I stared at today's assignment.
"Why not!", her and Nat said in unison.
"I don't date football players!!", I laughed and circled another answer to a question I didn't even understand.
"He's a football player?", they asked.
"Yah. See", I mumbled as I passed them my phone with a picture of
Conor. It was one of the better pictures of him. He's standing tall, wearing all his football gear probably from after a game. His uncle is standing next to him with a jersey that has the same number as his. 66. Conor stares at the camera smiling cheesily while he still wears his blue and white mouth guard. His hair is all messed up and sweaty from his helmet which dangles from his right hand.
"He's hot though", Elizabeth says so matter-of-fact.
"Yah I guess", I mumble and finish up the last of my paper just as the bell rings. I turn it in and wave goodbye as I start down the stairs.
I walk towards the ROTC room because today i have practice. I have to take my safety test for air rifle.
"Hey", a familiar voice says from behind me.
"Hi!!! Are you staying after today!?", I say as I quickly hug Conor and check the time again.
"I will if you want me to", he laughs.
"Yah i can hang out as soon as I go take this stupid safety test", I spout and check the time once again.
"Sweet I'll be here.", he said and flashed me a smile.
I'm pretty sure I died that day. That smile was just too much for my little black heart. How can he make a simple sentence sound hot?
I basically bolted the rest of the way to ROTC so I wouldn't be late. I rushed through the test and handed it to my commander. I impatiently waited as she graded it
She smiled and said I passed. I held back the urge to jump up and down.
"2:30. everyday. We meet here. Don't forget. We start shooting in a few days", she says.
I ran out of the room and jumped on Conor.
"I passed!!", I yelled.
"Huh?", he said as he stumbled but still caught me.
"I passed my safety test!", I said now jumping up and down.
"Oh congrats!!", he smiled that beautiful, ear-to-ear, all teeth showing, heart melting, stop ya in your tracks type of smile.
We walked out towards the front of the school. It was raining so we stayed under the overhang. He was staring out at the rain as he leaned causally against the bright orange bars. I stared at him, without even the slightest bit of subtly. His eyes were just so beautiful. They were so many colors, hints of grays, blues, and greens. With little flecks of black, brown, and gold.
I've never seen eyes so complex yet have such a simple beauty to them. And then he had to go and ruin it by talking.
"What are you staring at", he laughed.
"Currently? Your eyes.", I bluntly said.
"Urmmm why?", he said as he cocked an eyebrow at me with a slight hint of attitude.
"Cause I can. If you don't like it take it up with the complaint department", I laughed and pointed at a nearby trashcan.
He turned his back and I jokingly jumped on his back. I slipped and fell but laughed it off. I grabbed his hands and started pretend dancing.
"I can't dance", he said while he stared at his feet.
"Well I'm gonna teach you", I laughed.
After a few attempts to teach him I gave up.
"I don't understand how you managed to step on my foot AND your foot", I laughed.
"I told you I couldn't dance", he mumbled.
"You just have to try", I said and grabbed his hands once more.
We began to rock and sway slightly. He stepped on my feet a few more times but eventually he got the hang of it. I leaned my head against his chest and it hit me. We were dancing in the rain. And we were both soaking wet. My hair was now super curly and clinging to my cheeks, and his was plastered against his forehead. I looked up at him and we were a second away from kissing before we both chickened out and pulled away.
His shirt was sticking to his body because of the rain. I never realized how much muscle mass he actually had, it was kinda hot. The way his muscles moved and rippled the shirt. The way he had a slight curve at his lower back. The way his shoulders were twice as broad at his waist. Then I panicked and yelled "I gotta go" and dipped.

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**These are all true events, the names have been changed but I'm sure those close to me will figure it out eventually**
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