The week went by pretty quick and by the time the weekend strolled around i had successfully avoided Cohen as much as he avoided me, which was surprisingly a lot.
It's Friday night and Mackenna and i have decided to go to the football game, lane has to go too he's on the Jv team, since he's only a freshman, however he has to go along with the other JV team to support Varsity.
"Whatcha gonna wear?" mackenna hummed going through my closest
Dad left a note saying he wouldn't be home at all so in his words we need to fend for ourselves when it came to food tonight but we always do that so it's not like there's any difference
"I think just some shorts and a t-shirt like usual" i shrugged looking up to a smirking mack
"oh no you're not" she spoke with a mischievous glint in her eye
"oh god what is it now" i groaned before being forcefully pulled into the bathroom
and i was right she did have something in mind
something along the lines of me standing in my bathtub getting paint thrown at me
"Mackenna!!" i shrieked as paint flew at my body
"stand still damnit!!" she yelled back flinging white paint off the brush
35 minutes later
"ok i guess it's not that bad" i mumbled
finally i dried off and i agreed to do mackennas body paint to be frank the final outcome was great but the in between part was hell
so here we are standing in a sports bra and booty shorts with handprints and school colored pant flung all over us
"i told you so." she smirked earning an eye roll from me
"let's do this!" she huffed getting in a football stand
"YAA!!!!" she yelled running out of both the bathroom and my bedroom with her fist pumped to the air
thump
"OW" two loud groans came from outside my door and i couldn't help but laugh when i walked out to see mackenna laying on the ground she must of ran into lane because from what i see the handprint on her face hadn't dried so there's now an outline of part of her face on lanes bear back which had his JV number painted on it
"jeez mack you hit hard" lane muttered smearing part of his number as he ran his hand over the part she hit
"well i wasn't expecting you to be standing right there!" she deadpanned getting off the ground
i couldn't hold in my laugh as i saw what mark she left on the ground
"oh my god" i snorted as mackenna looked at where she just was
"what the hell" she mumbled looking at the butt print on the ground "i must of sat in the paint" she groaned trying to get it off the ground making lane and i laugh harder seeing the white butt print on the ground and on her behind
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As the night went on we made it to the game sitting in the student section cheering loud for all the players i actually really enjoyed this it was the first time i've ever been this outgoing with so many people and honestly it was a night i would never forget
I, however wasn't as social as mackenna, she got at least three guys numbers while i just stood awkwardly in the background
but a certain jerk seemed to catch my eye
cohen sure is doing good out there
Touch down after touch down our team scored, whether we were on offense or defense we seemed to get that ball and score
YOU ARE READING
The Tainted Two
Teen Fictioncora was mistreated, broken and hurt. cohen was the same, both never letting their true emotions show. she didn't mean to run into him that day at lunch, but the minute she did there was no way to stop him from growing intrigued with her life.
