The Soccer Queen

➳ My sexy kidnapper

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Sorry to #Bradley #Jake or #Valentino fans :)

After being stuck in a room with two boring boys, I decided to start a lovely conversation with them. From observing them, I concluded that they were both dumb ass's who would do anything for popularity. I mean, even from first glance anyone could tell they were both dumb jocks. Not that i'm stereotyping against anyone.

There are two types of jocks, the dumb meat heads and the ones who actually have a future.

You could guess which category they fell in.

"How good are you guys at soccer?" I asked the brunet one, he looked like one of those guys that were all for steroids. He had huge biceps and his shoulders were really wide. I swore, his shirt looked like it was going to rip apart in any second. It was too the point where is muscles seemed unattractive, if that was humanely possible.

The blonde dude huffed, "of course we are." He looked like the guy that would party, have sex, and get into fights for no reason. The airhead boys that were usually in every single school. He was similar to Dylan, the guy on my soccer team who drugged me at the party.

Bitch.

"Then why does your team suck shit," a smile creeped on my face. I crossed my legs and straightened my back, making myself look like one of those girls. Guys like these were simple to manipulate, all I needed to do was act pretty and make them realize that they couldn't mess with me.

The brunet was lost for words, "you little -"

But I interrupted him and stroked his arm. "You should go into football or something, you definitely have the arms for it," I cooed. He looked down at me with his head cocked to the side, then a smirk began to form onto his face. I could basically feel his arrogance started to come in.

"Well," he said. "I do work out a lot, I guess football seems like a good option." He gave me a lopsided smile and flexed his left arm a bit more for me, I laughed flirtatiously and held onto it.

I bit my lip in a seductive way, "football is so much more attractive than soccer", I added. His eyes seemed to lit up, he believed me. He was honestly such an airhead, I played soccer. Of course I thought soccer guys were more attractive than football guys, after all I was much more biased towards soccer players.

Well, I got the brunet dude on his knees, now for the blonde one, I thought.

"Dude are you flirting with her, Ryan's gonna murder you man," the blonde shook his head. I was surprised, at least he was somewhat smart unlike the brunet. But like all boys, I knew he would fall in soon. After all, I am Bella Salvatore.

I put my index finger on his lips, "shh he doesn't need to know." The guy's eyes started to blink fast, as if he were nervous.

What could I say, I was a genius when it came to boys. At my old school, way before I dated Jake, I would flirt and date a lot of guys. I guess you could call me a slut, but I preferred player. And yes, I was similar to Valentino when I was younger but you couldn't blame me. I was in my freshman and soft-more year back then.

However it was strange, with Valentino and Bradley it was different. I guess it was because I didn't really try anything on them. After all, they were my friends.

"uhm," the guy began to say. I just giggled in response and gestured him to sit beside me. I patted the bed until he came onto my left side. I grabbed his right arm and then the brunets left arm.

I giggled, "you guys are just so cute!" Honestly, I wanted to throw up because of my behavior. I was acting like a total barbie, just like the girls that used to follow me around.