Catfishing The PLAYER

19

CLEO'S P.O.V

"Ravioli Pasta! Ravioli Pasta! Ravioli Pasta!" We clang our silverware simultaneously to the tune, completely ignoring mom screaming her lungs out to shut our traps. Some things are just meant to be ignored.

"Louder" Dad mouths and we increase the volume of our voice driving mom mad.

Man, I missed this.

"I swear you'll go without food the entire day if I hear those silverware clinging one more time" Her eyes regarded us with annoyance and I had to swallow back a smile.

Yup. Definitely missed it.

She went back into the kitchen to add finishing touches to the mouth watering homemade ravioli pasta mom was infamous for.

I turn to look at my dad who looked about as excited as me or even more. I can't believe I haven't seen him in 5 months. Almost half a year.

However it's crazy how it feels that he never left. That he's always been here.

I think my mom even cried a bit when he arrived last night and of course I had went to bed giving them the privacy they needed. Besides I had these unsettling feelings that refuse to let me be. The moment I saw him when I opened the front door still seemingly tapping his right foot in impatience with the same half smile lighting up his tired features and bringing back the twinkle in his eyes. This fear had griped me knowing he was only going to be here shortly.

"You still there, kiddo?" His voice pulled me out of my reverie and I shook my head before shooting him a reassuring smile.

"Yah. Just lost myself in the land of mom's ravioli pasta" I joke.

***

"My dilemma is that my old man has forgotten how to play ball" I sigh loudly shaking my head in a disappointed manner. Kevin looks at me in an amused manner but nods in agreement to my comment nonetheless.

Dad wraps an arm around my shoulder before ruffling my hair for my rude comment.

"Wow that mouth of yours really needs to shut up" He snorted a laugh releasing me from his hold and I immediately reach my fingers up to fix the hair mess he created.

"And wow those horrible skills of yours really need to be sharpened" I scoff and Kevin laughs loudly missing a shot as a result.

"George, man, your daughter has to take after Andra because that would explain a lot as to why she is better at both playing and talking compared to the rusty old you" Kevin teased in a good natured manner before holding his hand up for a high five from me.

"Don't know about talking but her football skills have to take after me" He pounded his chest proudly and I rolled my eyes yet a small smile made it's way on my lips. Well I guess I could thank my dad, the quarterback for his football team back when he was in high school, for my decent skills on the field.

They both carried on passing the ball to each other warming up for the play till the other players arrived aka their friends.

My phone vibrates in my pocket and I pull it out to see a text from mom.

Buy juice on the way -Mom

I type back a yes but before I could shut my phone off a message appears in my notification and my heart skips a beat.

It was a picture message with a toy dinosaur sitting on a desk.

Kiss me if I'm wrong but dinosaurs still exist, right? ;) -K

I chuckle finding that line adorably stupid and cute.

You are right. There is a new species called Kade Winston -F

Does that mean I don't get a kiss? :( -K

Nu-uh -F

How about another chance? -K

? -F

Heads. I kiss you. Tales. You kiss me -K

-_- -F

^_^ -K

Are you high? -F

Depends how high are we talking about? -K

Yup. This guys is clearly off his rocker. Still I decide to humour him.

Like high as in you can't figure out how many fingers you have? -F

Nah. I'm not high then. I counted twice and I am almost sure I have 8 fingers -K

Must be nice having so many fingers! (Sarcastic voice) -F

Oh trust me baby you have no idea what all those fingers can do *wink* *wink* -K

Ughh eww. Okay okay. Let's talk about something else. Please -F

This is much more fun -K

Of course it is for you, you lewd pervert -F

Gee Fiona, any more insults you want to throw my way? -K

Hmph. As if you weren't asking for it -F

I shake my head in an amused manner before shutting my phone off and putting it in my pocket.

I wave at dad trying to catch his attention and it works because he excuses himself and makes his way towards me.

"What's up?" He gestures at me to tell him what I wanted and I jut a thumb in the direction of the Walmart store behind me across the street.

"Mom asked me to buy juice. I'll get it and head home to help her" He nods at me and I bid him goodbye as he heads back to the field.

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