My Little Bird.

Chapter One

“He is so cute, Lauurrreennnn.” Ashley complained quiet enough where only Lauren could hear her.

“Yeah….I knows…” Lauren mumbled. She rolled her eyes and clicked her phone on to check for any recent texts. Lauren rubbed her left eye; she was getting a little, or a lot, tired of Ashley frequent oh-my-gosh-he-is-so-cute comments.

“But look at him!” Ashley shook her friend’s arm violently back and forth. Then her face turned to fear. “Wait!”  Her rich brown eyes became huge. “Don’t look at him because then he will think we are creepy, and then he will never want to talk to me!”

“Not like he does anyways.” Lauren whispered to her self. “Besides,” She said louder. “I wasn’t planning on looking..” Ashley continued as if Lauren had not said a thing. The only way Lauren knew she heard what she said it a death look that Ashley shot at her from under her bangs.

“Well he probably already knows I’m creepy anyways…”

“Exactly!” Lauren blurted out, coming across ten times more frustrated. She jumped off the cold bleachers. “So, why don’t you go talk to him?” She screamed over the roaring fans from across from them. It was obvious that another touchdown was scored. Ashley clutched her clarinet closer to her chest.

“No!” She refused. “He doesn’t know who I am! All he knows is that we play in the same band, and that’s it!”

“Well,” Lauren grabbed Ashley’s arm.” “Why don’t we change that?” Lauren yanked at Ashley arm, almost causing to drop her clarinet. Ashley refrained.

“Hell no!” Ashley snapped, collapsing back onto the hard, silver bleachers.

“Why the hell not?” Lauren demanded as the wind blew strands of dark brown hair into her dull green eyes. She placed her hands on her hips; she reminded Ashley of her mother.

“I’ll make myself look stupid.” She whined.

“Well, you already manage to do that already!” Lauren blurted out, dragging a few strands behind her ear. Ashley glanced over her shoulder and almost fainted. Phil was so beautiful to her. He jet black messy hair complimented her chocolate brown eyes perfectly; it made Ashley whimper. He was silently plucking at his guitar strings a few rows behind Ashley. He peered at the strings through his jet black hair as he drowned into his own little world. He closed his ice blue eyes and began rocking his head back and forth to the melody that radiated off his instrument. Ashley let out another whimper. He was absolutely perfect. He had to be the only boy to make Ashley feel like this. Every time she saw him her heat stopped and she was at a loss of words, all she could do is stare and take in his beauty. The thing that Ashley would topple of unconscious for is his smile. Each tooth would cause Ashley’s heart to sink lower and lower into her stomach. There could not be anyone else, only him, it had to be him.

“Ashley! Get up! We are playing final count down!” Lauren snapped Ashley out of her personal thoughts and desires. The two girls stood and positioned their fingers around their clarinets and began playing Ashley’s favor song. There was only thirty seconds left on the clock, and they were fading quickly as the foot ball flew through the air and was caught by a player.

“Run!!” one fan screamed.

“Go!” another yelled.

“Run you idiot!” The player sprinted around the other scattered players in red, black, and white. There was only fifteen second left. He darted past all the players, all but one. He was right on his tail as he became closer and closer to the touchdown zone…..10…9…8…7…6…5….TOUCHDOWN FOR HILLCREST! The band ceased played and joined other fans in screaming and cheering. There was four seconds left on the clock when the players began playing for the last time that night. The kicker thrusted to ball into the air and through the air and between the goal posts giving Hillcrest a two point lead.

“Wooooooohoooooo!” Ashley screamed. Fans filled the field to lift up their prized football players, and the band blasted a triumphant song as the marched back the band room. Austin was yelling the song “We Are the Champions” at the top of his lungs. Ashley could not help but let the corners of her mouth turn up. It sure was great to be a part of the winning team.