"Who are we?" Matt yelled to his teammates.
"Seahawks!" We all screamed in unison.
Today there was an away football game in Santa Barbara, two hours away. And since Alex and I wanted to be with Matt and Scott as much as possible, we got our parents to sign a note saying we could skip school and ride the bus.
"I love you babe," Matt said sitting back down and kissed me passionately. Yeah, he always gets horny before games, I've gotten used to it, kind of...
"Get a room!" Scott exclaimed when he noticed us kissing and I couldn't help but pull away from Matt laughing and then flipped Scott off. I shivered and rubbed my arms. God, did this bus not have heat?
"You're cold? You're wearing a sweater!" Alex exclaimed as she furiously rubbed her bare arms. I had on a size too big white pullover that said WHATEVER on it in big, bold letters, galaxy leggings (which were surprisingly warm), and tall black UGG boots. Poor Alex had on a t-shirt and jeans, and I actually think flip flops, even her feet weren't warm!
"Come here," Matt said pulling me closer to him. See I told you, he gets horny.
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"And the Seahawks take the win," the announcer said disappointedly. Hah, sucks for you! Well, it actually sucks for Alex. During the second quarter, it started to rain so I took my jacket out of my backpack but everyone else had decided to leave their stuff on the bus and the stupid bus driver wouldn't give us the keys, so Alex had to sit in the rain almost the entire game. She wasn't really ecstatic right now.
"Okay everyone, we're going to be staying at a motel due to bad weather, call your parents and let them know," the coach announced to everyone.
"Hey, switch spots with Scott and you and I can have some fun," Matt said wiggling his eyebrows.
"Shut up!" I exclaimed shoving him backwards.
What?! A Motel 6? Our school is not that poor! Ugh, I am so glad I brought a blanket! This thing is going to be burned though when I get home. I will walk in the rain to shower myself. There's no way I'm going to do anything in here except sleep on my blanket on my pillow. After I sanitize the shit out of my surroundings. Guess who has five bottles of hand sanitizer from Bed, Bath, & Body Works in her backpack? This girl.
"Oh my god," I screeched running into the room. Our "neighbor" looks like a legit pedophile. If there were pictures for every word in the dictionary, this guy would be under that word. I'm really not happy now. Oh god, what if he tries to kill us?
Alex and I both took turns sitting by the window to make sure that guy didn't come anywhere near our door. We both had a pair of scissors in our hand and it certainly did not help that there was thunder and lightning right now.
I was starting to hyperventilate. I was so scared! I wanted to go home and just curl up into a ball on my bed where there's a five star security system. I want my teddy bear...sad face.
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Framing Our Forever
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