Your high school track coach yells as everyone sprints the final lap of the track. The boys had done their lap first and now the girls were going. You personally didn't want to join track, but if you were being forced you figured you should do your best. You had reached the last 100 yards of the track, the place where you would sprint to the finish.
Alright Y/n just sprint...who knows maybe you'll make the team
You start picking up the pace and passing people. Your best friend was ahead of you naturally because she actually wanted to do track. You sprint to the finish ending up next next to your bestie.
"Woah Y/n...you came in third..."
She pants giving you a breathless high five.
"I...I'm gonna pass out..."
You pant as the two if you slowly regain your breath.
"Ladies That was an amazing run! The team stats will be posted on Friday, our first official team practice is next week Monday"
Everyone claps before splitting up to the locker rooms. You were now on your way out of school.
"I thought you said you couldn't run"
Your friend smirks.
"I can't, I just figured I'd try"
"Well your a natural, by the way I happened to notice Jacob staring at you"
"Who?"
"That tall kid, fluffy hair"
"Yes because that tells me exactly who he is"
She chuckles.
"I have his insta, look"
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You look from the phone, to your friend, and then back to the phone.
"Damn looking like that he can stare at me any time of the day he wants"
You gawk completely unaware of the color slowly draining from your friends face. You meet her eye and she had that look.
"He's behind me isn't he"
"Yes, yes he is"
"And he heard that didn't he"
"Yes, yes I did"
A voice noticeably deeper than your best friend answers next to you. You cover your face with your hands.
"This is embarrassing"
You sigh moving your hands to see him smirking at you.
"I'm gonna leave now"
Your friend says rushing away. Jacob ever so smoothly slips his hand around your waist.
"So I'm guessing you wouldn't say no to hanging out tomorrow"
You were still absolutely paralyzed with embarrassment.
"Should I take that as a yes"
You try to say something but nothing comes out. His smirk only grew wider.
"How about this, kiss me back if it's a yes"
Before you can object his soft lips crash into yours. You may not have been able to talk, but you definitely kissed back.
"I guess I'll be sure to stare at you again"
He chuckles before walking off to go home.
Reeeeeeeal smooth Y/n
You think to yourself as you turn and make your own way home.
