Our Sweetest Mistakes

Chapter 17

"Seriously Rachel? Last time you played you nearly permanently injured your knee. You really want that to happen again?" Blaze said disapprovingly.

"I loved soccer and I still do and I can't keep living on knowing I was good at something and gave up on it." I signed myself up for soccer tryouts on the sheet.

"But what happens if you injure something again? I just don't want to see you hurt again. Remember how scared you were to do anything sport relative for a few months?" Blaze sighed.

"Yes but I can't give up on everything that stands in my way of becoming someone better. You know how painful it is for me to watch soccer games, knowing I use to be the one on that field?" I asked.

"I know... Your right it's just-"

"You better finish that sentence with a 'it's just I'm just jealous of your amazing talents and wish I could be just as good as you are.'" I smiled as we walked off into English.

"Firstly, I don't sound like that.. second of all what do I need to be jealous of when I have this." Blaze gave me a wink, gesturing to her body.

"Whatever you say weirdo." I rolled my eyes as we took a seat in class and began writing our essays.
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"Hey babe." Keith hugged me from behind as I walked to my car.

"Ew don't call me that. Babe makes me cringe." I scrunched my nose in disgust.

"Ok babe." He winked, wrapping his arm around my waste.

"I hate you." I mumbled and I heard a low chuckled.

"Oh come on Sunshine. You can't get enough of me." He caged me between my car and himself.

"I can pull away any time I want too." I rolled my eyes at him, unfazed as he dropped his hands down to my waste.

"Is that so?" He challenged.

"Mhm." I bit my lip trying to hold down a smile.

He brought his lips down to the spot where my shoulder meets my neck and gave it a light kiss.

My breath quickened as a knot built in my chest.

"Then why don't you try right now?" He whispered, brushing his lips near my ear.

Damn him.

"I can pull away anytime... but maybe I just don't want to right now." I said sheepishly meeting his challenging gaze.

"Sure, whatever you say." He said amusedly.

"Just kiss me idiot." I closed the distance between us and brought my lips up to his.

   He put his hand through my hair as his other hand tilted my chin up a bit, deepening the kiss.

    "No kissing on school property!" A teacher yelled at us and I didn't have to look to know that Keith was probably flipping the teacher off.

  I pulled away from Keith to see that he was indeed flipping the teacher off.

  "Put your hand down. The poor teacher is just doing his job." I rolled my eyes.

"A teacher's job is to make sure we aren't stupid. Not to meddle in our lives." He frowned, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"There is a difference between meddling and stopping horny teenagers from ripping each other's cloths off and doing each of their right then and there-" He immediately shut me up by locking his lips with mine.

"I'll call you later." He kisses my cheek and walked over to his motorcycle, giving me one last look before putting on his helmet and driving off.

   I couldn't stop smiling all the way home. Ever since I started going out with Keith, he made me happier. So much happier.

   I got out of my car and walked up to my dad's place.

  It is Wednesday so under my better judgment I still have to come here.

   I walked inside the house cautiously to see my dad working on his computer in the family room.

   He turned around and looked at me.

  "I'm surprised you even bothered to show up."  Was all he said causing my to look down at my feet.

  I just stayed quiet not knowing what to say.

  In a situation like this, there is nothing you could say to make things better.

  "So, are you still planning on moving here when you turn 18?" My dad suddenly asked, catching me off guard.

   "What about my school and friends?" I didn't bother asking about my mother because I already knew the answer to that. She would be out of my life.

   "Your school is filled with stupid people. I don't care about them. What about the school you went to in elementary school and all your friends there?" He asked.

  All those people I haven't talked to in the past six years.

  "You might not care about them... but I do." I frowned.

  "So are you going to stay at your mothers?" He narrowed his eyes and words refused to come out.

"No.." I sighed and he nodded his head, continuing his work.

  I walked up to my room and sat on my bed.

I grabbed the picture that stood on my nightstand of me at the age of 7 out with my dad at the aquarium in Chicago.

  We both had such huge smiles on our faces.

A small tear slipped down my cheek. Where did things go wrong?
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Yeah it is short and bad I know. I have been on writers block so I couldn't really think of anything.

  Anyway I might be updating a chapter once to two times a week now.

I have a few tests coming up and right after that are finals. I'm still going to try and be active and update once a week.

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