Anna Wilson-Kings's POV
It's the day we are all waiting for. The sports fest.
I don't how the thirteen of us fit in this van. Bailey Sunflower was replaced by a student from my class, his name's Jordan. He's good and a very talented student. We all trust him.
Instead of a bus, Jordan offered his van. No problem if we said no.
Jordan is our driver. Two of the team players were infront, beside the driver's seat. As the coach, I sat at the driver's back with my earphones on my ears. Ares sat beside me sleeping soundly as his legs occuppies the entire row of the seats.
Harley and the twins were behind us, occuppying the seats like kings and the other players were stocked at the back most part of the van. The van is quite long and we are all comfortably but maybe not for me. Imagine, my husband leans his big body on me like I'm a pillow.
"So it's you..." Drake teased when he leaned behind our seat.
"Me what?" I asked without turning around. I removed my earphones and placed them on Ares's ears. My purpose is for him not to hear any of some stupid conversation that's about to occur.
"At the first day of school, I felt like Ares got an interest in you but I didn't know you're his girlfriend..." he stated while giggling.
"You know what?" This time, Blake entered the conversation, he also lean on our seat. "I thought he's talking about some girl but I just find out it's you. He's always smoldering and telling stories about you how you love him, how you touch him and how sweet you are..."
"He even talks how he lust for you." Harley cut in. I lifted Ares's sleeping body and placed him on my lap. His head almost hit the window. Damn, his long and hard built unbalances me.
"You're disgusting..." I told Harley as they laugh while mocking and teasing. I almost want to punch Blake's face as he gave me a serene smile. His teeth white and gums clean. Nothing compared to my husba-- urgh! I'm comparing again!
"Who's hungry?" Jordan asked while driving, I met his gaze on the mirror.
"We all are." We replied. It's already twelve noon time but we're still traveling towards the competition court which is a five-hour travel away from our school.
"Thirty minutes more and we can reach our destination. Please be patient guys..." Joradan looks away and pulled something under him. "Here are some snacks. Let's fill our stomach a little..."
He handed us biscuits and sandwiches in plastic bag. Wow, he's good.
"Woah Jordan, what a food lover!" Drake teased while already passing the plastic bag from us towards the back. I simply got myself and Ares sandwiches.
"Hey..." I shook his sleeping face. Oh damn, I know he's not a morning person but I swear, this is the first time he slept like this at noon time. "Wake up..."
He groaned and continued sleeping. I don't think he's comfortable as his long legs were extending on the seat, folded a little. I removed the earphones from his ears and put them on my bag. I let him sleep on my lap. I finished my sandwich and wondered outside the window.
While drinking water, I heard Jordan giving us a warning.
"Hold tight people, I'm stepping on the gas..." that time, I held on the window tight. Then there, he stepped on the gas.
*blag*
I closed my mouth to stop myself from laughter when Ares fell on the floor. His big figure and hard built fell on the floor with a thud.
His teammates were laughing hardly while standing up from their seats to witness Ares who's kissing the floor. I smiled at him.
"The hell man!" Ares growled while while holding his head. He's dangerously glaring at our driver.
"C-Captain... I'm s-sorry. I s-swear I gave a warning..." Jordan stated while slowering down the van. Ares stood up and sat back beside me.
"Why didn't you hold me? Now it hurts..." he stated like a kid who's accussing me. This time, he turned to face his team mates. "Will you all stop laughing? Or you want to taste my fist?" The team stopped the noise they all are making. Probably scared.
I pulled his hand for him to seat down.
"Why didn't you hold me? Hu... hu..." he cried, so pained while pouting. I chuckled, still remembering his reaction when he fell down. "I swear you'll pay when we get home..."
"Stop the drama Ares." I tuck my tongue at him and turned my gaze back to the window. He slowly hugged me from the back and bury his face on my neck. He groaned while hugging me tighter and tighter 'til it reaches to the point that I can't move comfortably.
I was about to push him when he started loosening up. He's breathing normally.
"Ares..." I called softly. But to know already that he's deep in he's trying to fall asleep.
"Hm?..." he mumbled lightly with the silence inside the van. He's sleepy.
"Are you hungry?" I slowly asked and waited for him to grumble.
"I'm not." He replied in a whisper. I stopped talking and let his position be like this for more than five minutes. I turned to close my eyes tp sleep.
Minutes and minutes later like forever, the van stopped.
"We're here!" Jordan cheered while killing the engine. I opened my eyes to find myself on Ares shoulder. His eyes were staring at my eyes, probably waiting for me to open them.
Wait, I thought--
"You fell asleep." He told me. "We're here already." He whispered while looking outside the van.
"Wow" that's the word the firstly came out from my mouth when I look around. There are many different players outside. Many different buses and different banners. Coming out from the new come bus are cheerer leaders and dancers.
"Yeah. Come on." He stated while pulling me outside the van. As I got out, I left them as they stretched and settle themselves. I grabbed my laggage and started looking for our assigned rooms.
"Sir?" I asked a strange man, reading a paper on his hands. He turned to look at me with a welcoming look. "May I ask the room for Franklinian male basketball players?"
"Oh! You must be the coach?" He smiled. I nod as a reply. "I'm Marcus. I'm the sports fest organizer. I never seen a beautiful coach as you.
I just smiled and nodded.
"Second floor of this building is for Franklinians. There are four rooms each floor. The first room is for male players, the second room is for female players, the third one is for cheer dancers while the last one is for coaches..." he stated.
I thanked him and turned around to meet the eyes of the incoming cheer dancers. Cheer dancers from our school. They are all wearing the same red cheering suit, white shoes, red and white skirts that only reaches half of their legs and red sports bra.
Showing too much skin.
While examining them, I felt smoke coming out from my ears when I saw bitch faces, smirking at me.
Serena raised her left eyebrow at me as they pass by.
Damn it...
So she's a cheer dancer.
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