I fell in love with a jock

Chapter 1

I woke up before my alarm rang so I got up to get in a few minutes of studying before I had to get ready for school. I sat at my desk and pulled out some science notes from the day before to review them, even though I understood the subject well.

I go over the notes twice before my timer rings, letting me know that I have to get ready. I Got dressed in nothing to fancy, some dark skinny jeans, a pink shirt, and black converse.

I went downstairs, expecting to have breakfast with my parents but they were both gone already. They were both teachers at our states university and had to leave extra early, and got home late because they had to stay after school for meetings, tutorials, or they were stuck in traffic since the university is in the city. 

I sat down and had a light breakfast by myself. Some french toast and orange juice. I finished quickly and grabbed the keys to my car and left the house.

I don't know why I left so early if school didn't start until 7. it was barely 6:20. I decided to stop by my favorite coffee shop, not to far from the high school.

I pull into the small family owned coffee shop named after the owner. "Mills coffee and sweets." I say aloud to myself as I park my car near the entrance and take my keys out of the ignition.

I walk into the coffee shop to see a long line inside. I have time. I think to myself. I get in line that just about reaches the door and wait. I'm staring forward at the person in front of me when they turn around to face me. 

Brandon

Of course it had to be him. The star player of the football team. The guy everyone adored. I roll my eyes just to myself with my head down so he doesn't see. I shift my weight from one foot to the other.

"Long line huh?" he says gesturing to the line, trying to make small conversation with me and placing his hands into his front pockets.

"Yup." I nod my head, trying to give him a small smile but I have a feeling it comes off looking fake. 

"Emily right?" he says looking, shifting his head to the side as if it will help him to get a better look at me.

"Yea it is." How does he know my name?   but then I think back to last year when i had to take a picture of him for the schools newspaper because he had won the tittle of star athlete. 

"That's a nice name." He says politely and gives me a smile that looks ten times more genuine than mine probably did. 

"Thanks." I don't want the conversation to go longer because if it does I'm going to say something stupid to embarrass myself. I pull out my phone and pretend to text someone.

I must have been so into my phone that I didn't notice I was next in line until Brandon nudged me and jerked his head forward to let me know that it was my turn in line.

"Thanks." i shyly say again to him  and move forward in the line.

I order a coffee for me and my friend and walk out of the store without looking back. While I'm driving to school I sip on my coffee very loudly and think about Brandon being there at my coffee shop. He never goes there. At Least that's what I thought until this morning.

I always had a little crush on him but I didn't give it much thought. I was in High school and didn't really want a serious relationship. I brush off the subject and pull into my high schools parking lot. Home to the gators. Our schools most famous motto found everywhere from hoodies to stickers and shirts was "gators fight, never die."

I passed by a lot of kids who liked to hang around the entrance of the schools and went straight inside. I went to the computer lab where I was sure to find Andrew. My best friend since third grade.

When I entered the lab he was sitting on one of the desks on his personal laptop editing a photo for the yearbook.

"Hey, morning." I greet him and sit on the table his laptop is on.

"Morning." he looks at me and smiles before turning back to the computer. "did you bring me my coffee?" he asks eyeing the extra coffee I have suspiciously.

"Yes I did." I hand him the cup and take a sip of my own.

"I'm going to be busy tonight so you can't come over later." he tells me. his eyes never leaving the screen.

"Why? what are you doing?" We were  going to to hang out at his house and I was going to help him set up some new program on his computer. Andrew was smart, he's knew how to work around Photoshop like a pro but can't set up, or learn any new program without my help.

"The varsity football games tonight. I'm the best photographer, so I have to go."

"Oh." is all I say and I fiddle around with my nails. I guess I'll stay home and watch netflix and finish that gallon of ice cream we have left.

"Do you want to come? You can help me out maybe take pictures of your own?" he suggests. he faces towards me ignoring the picture he was working on.

"Umm I'll think about it. Depends if I have a lot of school work or not."

I already knew I didn't have any school work at all planned. Honestly I never liked the idea of going to any games, and dressing up in the school colors while shouting into the air. But, I didn't want to stay home and do nothing. Again.

"Okay well let me know before five, the game is going to start at seven but I want to get there early just to get pictures of the team warming up and the bleachers filling up." He says drinking from his coffee.

"Sure, I'll let you know." I smile and pull up a chair next to him to see him work on the picture.

He makes the colors more vibrant and blends in the light. I even see him Photoshop a empty water bottle out of the photo completely. I'm amazed by the process and watch for a few minutes before we have to go to class.

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Hey!! Welcome to my book and I hope you like the first chapter.

I'm in the process of re-writing some chapter. Just improving my grammar and spelling and adding more details into the story, so excuse those chapters that I   haven't fixed yet.

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