Chapter 4: The player does what?

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Andrew. He's the guy waiting for me on the sidewalk. I glance back towards Tyler and glare, but he just smiles.

I make my way over to Andrew and he smiles.

"Hey babe." He smirks.

"Don't call me that."

"Okay. Fine."

"Look, Andrew. I don't know why you like me so much. I've only known you for two days. How the heck is it possible for someone to like someone that fast. "

"Skyler. You are gorgeous. I heard so many things about you before you even moved here. When it was your first day, I knew it was you. And I knew I was going to like you. I don't care how long it takes for you to like me back, buy I will always like you."

This makes me blush a little, so I stare a my feet. As we are leaving the school we pass a sign reading: "homecoming dance. This Saturday 7-11!"

I remember Tyler talking about going in a big group with his buddies. Maybe Sydney and I can go in a group. I have never been to a school dance before, so it sounds fun!

The rest of the way home we talk about completely random things. I can't even describe then they were just so random. When I walked inside my brother was sitting at the table in the kitchen.

"So how was your walk?"

"Shut up" I reply with mad, but laughy tone.

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The next morning I quickly get ready and head to school. I'm really exited for some reason. Maybe it's because I have cheering practice today since I made the team.

The day is speedy because I have all my easy classes. By the end of the day I am so excited for cheer! I love stunting to I'm just ecstatic!

I walk out on to the field and introduce my self to the team. Then the captain puts me with my group of people that will basing me. We start off with normal extensions and baskets, then we do some libs, switch ups, arabesques, flips, etc. for our last one we just do an extension. Except they hold me up there.

"Hey, can I come down?" I ask but no one responds. I yell down again but it's no use. Then I notice something happening in front of me. The track team is lining up in a formation. They each gradually half up a card with a word. Eye...... See...... You....... Going...... To...... Homecoming...... With..... Me. Then there is a giant drawing of my eye. Is this for me? A couple more signs then go up. Yes...... Or..... Nah. This makes me giggle a little, but then I'm let down from my extension, and Andrew is right in front of me. He smiles waiting for an answer, holding orange daisies.

"Oh what the heck." I say rolling my eyes with a smile and hugging him.

"So is that a yes." He asks with a smile.

I nod to him with a smile on my face.

Andrew and I walk home again from school.

"What was with the drawing of my eye?" I ask

"When I first officially met you, I was helping you draw an eye. I think your eyes are beautiful. They are worth drawing."

I smile and thank him. The rest of the time we talk about colors thy we could wear. We decide on a lavender. Now I need to go dress shopping.

When we get back to my house I hug him and say bye. I immediately run into the kitchen to find my mom.

"Mom! I need a new dress. It's for homecoming!"

"What!? You got asked to homecoming." She replies shocked.

Normally any girl would find this offensive, but I find it 110% true.

"Yah! Ik! It's amazing!"

"Well what color dress do you need, I might have-"

"No mom. I don't want an 80's dress. I want a new 2014 dress."

"Fine, fine. Let's go."

I jump up in excitement and get in the car, I get to drive."

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I probably try on 50 lavender dresses until I find the perfect one. It is a little above the knee in length. It is a one strapped dress, and in my center there is a sequenced belt. The bottom skirt is silky and puffs out just the perfect amount. I send Andrew a picture of the dress so he sees the color and everything. He responds with the heart eyes emoji. Of course.

"So that's a yes?" I send back.

"Mhm" he replies.

I smirk at his texts and take off the dress so I can buy it.

As I walk out of the store I look over at my mom. She's staring at me.

"What?" I ask

"Nothing."

"Seriously."

"Well, who's Andrew?"

"How do you know his name?"

"You told me, plus your brother was telling me about him." Tyllleeeerrr!

"He's a guy in my art class, he's obsessed with me.

"Are y'all dating?"

"Mommmmmm, no we aren't. He just asked me to the dance."

At that moment I receive a text from Sydney.

"The player did what? ~S"

"The player might not be a player ~SP"

"You're kidding. What'd you do?~S"

"Nothing, he asked me. ~SP"

"I don't get it. At all. ~S"

I don't reply and just try to stay silent the rest of the way home."

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The moment I get inside I run past Tyler and straight to my room. I bak track a little bit though because i had something important to tell Tyler.

"I'm going to kill you Tyler." I say with a laugh.

He knows exactly what I'm talking about and just laughs.

I immediately grab my phone to text Andrew. I'm actually feeling butterflies in my stomach as I'm typing. I look down at my stomach and say,

"Keep your shit together butterlflies. He's a player."

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