The Invisible Silver Lining [CURRENTLY BEING EDITED]

Chapter 19

1.Ok. I KNOW I haven't uploaded in a while. And I'm sorry :( School is INSANE. And really busy, and UNFORTUNATELY, its gonna be like this for a while... I promise I'm still working on the story! (no way I'm giving this up---its my baby xD) So just stick with me, cause even thought it will take me a little while, I'm still gonna upload!!!

-CFF

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I make my way through the rows of bleachers. Tonight USC has a home game so I hooked up with Xander and Yolo, and we decided to come together. Sharon and Blake are on a date. I shake my head as I head down a small set of stairs. She told him at the Haloween party just how much she liked him. I guess they talked about getting together because, now they have officially been a couple for about a month. And she literally can not stop talking about him. I smile to myself as I step around several peoples legs and bags. I'm glad she's happy. But sometimes you get enough of girls talking about their boyfriends.

I see Xander waving his arm on the side, trying to get my attention. I sidestep a few more people before sitting myself down in the empty seat between Yolo and Xander. Xander smiles sweetly at me from his aisle seat. "You made it." I smile back, "Yeah finally. You would not believe how difficult it was to find a parking space." He chuckles slightly. "Yeah, well that's pretty typical." I see the left defender tackle a player from the opposite team as the football goes flying across the field. Xander and Yolo leap to their feet along with the rest of the crowd as the ball makes a touch-down for our team. I never really got into all that. I mean, I'll watch a game and enjoy myself most of the time but I'm not a very interactive person when it comes to sports. Yolo sits, along with Xander, and they both have very large smiles sitting on their faces.

Yolo turns to me and says, "You see that quarterback? Mmm mmm good. I gotta talk to him when I see him tomorrow."

"You know him?"

"Not really." Xander buts in, "Unless you count the fact that she stalks him." I laugh as Yolo shrugs it off. "Fine. But he's worth it."

"Why are you making comments like that if you don't know him? He's just another football player!"

"I know that!" She exclaims. "But that don't change the fact that that man fine." She draws out her 'i' for about fifteen seconds. I laugh. "Of course, you'd concentrate on that aspect." She shrugs like its no big deal. "I'm a girl sweetheart. Its a given." But then, not all girls think like that. But I don't say this, and instead am content with letting it go.

Xander leans toward the two of us after another cheer from the crowd dies down. He asks, "Are either of you hungry?" Yolo nods and I answer. "Actually yes." I reach into my pocket and grab my wallet. I pull out a ten dollar bill, but Xander is already standing. I hold it up to him but he starts backing away. "Nope. I got it." Xander leaves before I can protest. With a sigh I put the money back into my purse. "He won't let me pay for anything anymore." Yolo scoffs. "Of course not! You think he'd let his girlfriend buy the meals?" I look up at her. "Girlfriend?" I exclaim loudly. Yolo seems a little confused. "Yeah... that's what I said."

"I am NOT his girlfriend!" Yolo appears to be thinking for half a second before she replies. "But that means... the article in Spiralz was--" I finish the sentence, "An assumption. An accusation. And a false one." Yolo stands up. "Well that's too bad. You two would make a cute couple." My eyebrow goes up as she continues. "Besides its not every day you get a chance to date a famous star. You only live once! After all, when I--" I shake my head, cutting her off again. "I know. You don't have to bring the nickname story up again."

Yolo stands, smiling, and starts walking away. "I'd better go and help him, don't want him spilling." I grin. "Sure, but I think there isn't a very high chance of that happening." Yolo raises her eyebrow. "Then you haven't been around him long enough." she says before leaving me. I turn my attention to the now parading cheerleaders who are followed by the marching band. Apparently the players are taking a fifteen minute break. "Its not everyday you get a chance to date a famous star." I roll my eyes. Please. As if that's why I'd go out with him...