"Join track with me" Hanna whines as we sit down at the lunch table. "You don't have to sign Up or anything! Just come, run and go to meets"
"Fine" I sigh taking a big bite of Mac n cheese
"Yay!" She squeals. "Another good thing about it is that it's co-ed. Think about all the hot shirtless boys"
My mind flashes to shirtless Brent but I shake it off. "Fun"
-
The next day after school I helplessly shove my green duffel bag filled with exercise clothes into my locker. Apparently we are only running in the gym so I put on yoga shorts (that make my ass look super good) and a purple sports bra Hanna has on tight nike running shorts and a grey sports bra.
"Ten laps around the gym!" The coach bellows as we make our way into the gym. Hanna and I start jogging and a slightly slow pace.
"Hey Kay" Brent runs up to us, shirtless of course
"Kayla" I correct.
"I'm going to find Ashley" Hanna winks at me then sprints away leaving me alone with Brent.
"Look about Friday night..." Brent starts "why didn't you let me kiss you?"
"You promised no making any moves" I remind.
"We weren't on the bed anymore."
"Either way. I'm not sleeping with you"
"Who said that's where I'd lead to?" He asks
"You have a strong reputation"
"So?"
"So" I spit back
We run in silence for a moment.
"You have a bit of spice" he smiles. "I like it"
"Yeah okay."
"Seriously. When I say jump girls jump. But you... I say jump and you bite my head off."
"Well. Your style is the easy girl. So stick with that"
"What if I don't want to?" He mutters. I don't think is was supposed to hear that...
-
I managed to avoid Brent until Saturday at the track meet.
"Everyone get a parter! Must me opposite sex" coach demands. I watch girls swoon over Brent but to my surprise he walks up to me.
"Let's warm up" he smirked. I see girls be super jealous and some give me thumbs up.
"Do you ever wear a shirt?" I ask starting to stretch my quads.
"It's hot in here." He states. I roll my eyes.
"I think the better question is do you ever sleep" he smirks.
"What?"
"You always have your light on in your bedroom. Plus sometimes I see you on the roof when I go to bed and you're still there when I wake up."
"Stalker" I mumble causing him to drop it.
"So what are you doing today in the meet?"
"High jump and one hundred relay"
"No way!" He smiles. "I'm doing hundred too"
I groan. "I need to practice high jump."
He nods understandingly and we wonder to the pit.
After a few runs I get too hot so I take off my warm up gear exposing red spandex shorts and a black sports bra.
"Close your mouth" I giggle to Brent who's mouth is slacked open. He shakes out of his daydream. I sprint and jump landing on the wooden bar with a loud crack.
"Fuck!" I curse "you were supposed to be spotting me!"
He jumps onto the cushioned pad with me and pouts. "I'm sorry"
I rub my head, blinking away the blurriness. "Whatever"
I say getting up and walking away.
"You okay?" Hanna asks "I could hear that crack all the way over here"
"Just peachy"
"Don't get snappy with me" she smiles. "It looked like Brent was, and still is, checking you out."
I groan not turning around. "Why does is have to happen to me?"
"Just let it happen bro" Hanna smiles
"I mean he's hot but..." I trail off when Hanna bursts out laughing and I feel a warm breath on my back. Shit. He's behind me isn't he? I turn around causing our lips to be a little too close.
"You think I'm hot?" He whispers into my lips.
I duck away from the wall so I have a good amount of distance from him.
"I have high jump..." I mumble before walking away.
