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" Hold the football like you're going to throw it," Jacob said.

I held the football with two fingers on the grips and two fingers just out side of it.

" Oh I see," he said, " your hands are a little smaller than the football so just put one more finger on the grips and then you'll be able to throw it."

His hands were really soft. He grabbed my fingers and placed them one by one on the football. Hope looked at me and smiled. I could tell that she probably knew I liked him.

For about twenty more minutes we tossed the football around and then we had to run intervals around the track. I was really tired and sweaty so i didn't want to to be seen by Jacob. I fast walked to the locker rooms to get changed. After I came out Jacob was standing at the door.

" Hey Addi," Jacob said, " you're pretty smart right? I mean you're better at history than me."

"I guess.." I said nervously.

" Well I'm not doing so good in history, so can I have your number just in case I need help on anything?" He said.

Smooth..

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