Blurred Sentimentality

Booty Pop (Ch. 2)

Chaz

I headed to the field after Mrs Maoe told me to. Detention in the field? She stupid or sum? That's more like football practice for me. I walked with Matt, side to side. He was silent the whole day.

"What type of bug crawled up your ass this time?" I glanced at him.

"That redhead is damn hot." A small, mischievous smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Players like you think any girl's hot." I joked.

"This one is different. That fire. Gahh"

I rolled my eyes and took my phone out of my pocket, looking at the time and date.

"Hey, there's a match tomorrow. We should watch it together." I said. "Y'all should come over. I like rubbing it on your faces when your team loses."

"Or when yours loses."

"Yeah, whatever. I'll tell the rest later." I paused when I saw an old football at the end of the field. Bingo. It looked like Matt noticed it too. "First one to get it, starts the game." I said as I began to run.

"What are we? 5?" Matt laughed as he started running too.

.. And for sure, I got it first. I called some guys who were in detention too, and made teams. I removed my shirt since it was getting hot. Most of the boys in the school's football team envied me for my body. Theirs wasn't  so bad either, but it was nothing compared to mine. They go to the gym and everything, but I had to go through hell to get this body from such a young age. It started when I was 12, now I'm 18. Something to make me proud.

I placed the ball on the ground, and looked around. Mentally preparing an attack, but someone grabbed my attention.. the Ginger girl trudged towards the field. Only now I noticed her outfit. She wore a very short black plaid skirt with fishnets. Just what I liked, with a white shirt and a big, black and white jacket. Classic.

Her eyes met mines for a short time before she looked away and shyly tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. I knew very well the effect I had on girls.

"Quick, bro." I heard one of the guys say.

I nodded at him, telling him to start the game. Meanwhile I jogged to Ginger who was sitting on a bench, playing with her phone in her hands.

"Do you play football?" I asked. Straightforward.

Something about people not knowing how to play was funny, entertaining. I didn't approach her because she was pretty or because I wanted a conversation. No, but because I wanted some entertainment. She looked like football wasn't her thing. Asshole-ish. I know.

"Yes."

My eyes widened as she answered. Okay. Challenging I see. But who knows? She's probably lying, like all other girls.

Olivia

When Chaz asked me about playing football, It was like he read my mind. Football was probably my top favourite hobby. I loved it. He looked shocked when I told him that I do. Wait till I start playing.

"Football?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled with his perfect teeth.

"I said- yes." It was hard to focus when he was standing infront of me, shirtless. His perfect abs and muscles ripping his skin. They weren't the type of gigantic muslces, like a big body that made him look like a beast.  - Probably his biceps only - It was more of a toned-muscular body shape.