September 25th, 2014
"Okay Sweetie. Just next time have your mother write you a note, okay?" Coach Huddleston nods and smiles at me.
"Yes Ma'am" I say back. I walk over to the spot she pointed for me to sit down at. I put my bag next to this you-look-like-you-belong-in-Supernatural-mister-Dean-or-Sam-Winchester kid and a chubby girl who's stomach is bulging out of her shirt. I slide my back down the bleachers onto the sleek wood floor. I look up at the boy. He isn't that bad looking. He's actually your run of the mill cutie that you'd see on a Disney Channel show. He looked at me. I panicked and pretended to read something off of one of the posters that were all over the gym wall behind him. He looked back down at his iPad signaling me to as well. I worked up the courage to ask him why he was sitting out too. He looked up from his IPad.
"We'll I kind of fell down on the street...the entire street..." he started to laugh.
"So you fell down the entire street? Like you rolled down the street?" I say.
"The entire street" we both started laughing.
