Chapter 9

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The Next Morning
My alarm sounds just a little after 9. I had work at 1. Today's shift was 1-9:30. I got up did my morning routine and made my way downstairs for breakfast. I decide to stay simple this morning and just fix myself up a bowl of Fruit Loops cereal. Yummm. It's now been almost a whole day since I've seen Dak. I'm trying my best not to beat myself up over the whole situation and I think I'm doing pretty good. The thought of texting him did slightly cross my mind, but I decided not to. I sat on the couch and decided to watch Friends for a little on Netflix. I mean come on, you can never go wrong with some Friends. After a few episodes, I decided to go to the gym. I ran upstairs and changed into my Black Nike leggings and a Nike white long sleeve. I decided to wear my Nike Joyride Run Flyknit's and a black Nike hat. Ha Sponsor me! I grabbed a bottle of water from my fridge and headed to the gym. I was at the gym a little bit more than an hour today, and accomplished all my workouts. I got home from the gym at about 11:45 and hurried in the shower to get ready.

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I arrived to work 5 minutes early and made my way into the back room. I put my stuff away and hung my coat up on the rack. I updated the papers on the bulletin board that keep my associates informed on things going on in the store. I sat at my desk in the back for a few minutes, checking emails. After all this was completed, I threw on my lanyard name tag and walked out onto the sales floor. Once I made it behind the desk, I received a smirk from the morning manager.

"What?" I say confused, wondering why she is looking at me like that.

"You know"

"No seriously I don't what!"

"Dak Prescott? Girrrrllll you got some good taste."

"Oh my god! Stop!!!!"

"I'm serious you do!"

"Listen! I swear we just hung out for a day. It was nothing."

"It sure didn't seem like nothing."

I am not trying to bring my personal life into work right now so I'm just letting her go on this one.

I just roll my eyes at her before I started to do something.

9:30 finally hit, which meant my shift was over thank god. I walked out of the mall and made my way to my car. I haven't really checked my phone all day, so I pull it out of my purse. I look through my notifications, clicking on a text from my mom, saying she had made dinner if I wanted to stop by. I started to type back, when an Instagram notification appeared across the top of my phone that Ezekiel Elliott started following me. Wtf. Ok 1. How did he even find me, and 2. Why did he follow me? Dak doesn't even follow me or have me on anything. Dak must've told him my last name because I sure in hell did not tell Zeke my last name.  Meanwhile, I'm still in the parking lot of the mall freaking the fuck out. Like why did he in particular go out of his way to follow me? Weirdddd. I decide finally to pull out of this parking lot and head to my moms house. I connected my phone to the Bluetooth in my car and started listening to music. Once I turned on my moms street, I picked up my phone to text her I was here. That text never ended up being sent due to the fact that I had received 5 more follows all around the same time from boys on the team. Michael Gallup, Amari Cooper, Jaylon Smith, Jason Witten and Tony Pollard. And still no Dak??? Wtf! This is so weird, they must be all hanging out? And talking about me!!! Aghhh

I pull up in front of my moms house, making my way through the front door. I walk in, removing my shoes and making my way into the kitchen. I gave her a quick hug, before sitting down at the table, with my head in my phone once again. My mom doesn't know anything about Dak yet, and I'm keeping it that way because she has the biggest mouth I know. She'll tell anything to anyone until the whole universe knows.

I just stare shocked at my phone once more. I'm dying inside because these 5 followed me.

It's been about 20 minutes since they all followed me, so I decided it was the right time to follow them back. I needed to put my phone down for a bit and to stop freaking out.

My mom made spaghetti for dinner, which was one of my favorites. I chatted with my mom and her boyfriend Tom about the game itself that I attended the other day. NOTHING about Dak. My parents have been divorced since I was about 3, so I have no recollection of them ever being together. My mom has been with Tom for almost 13 years, so I treat him like he's my second dad. We finish up dinner and talk more before I headed home.

I arrived home, changing into sweats and a t shirt and sit on my couch. I decided to watch that really scary movie Insidious. I know I'm such a loner.

Halfway through the movie I'm questioning myself why I chose a movie like this while I'm home by myself. Now, I'm creeped out.

I really had to pee, so I got up and sprinted to the bathroom, incase any ghosts got me on the way there.

I made it back to the couch safely and unpaused the movie. I was getting kind of hungry, so I went to pop some popcorn from the kitchen. I put the bag in the microwave and just sat at the table waiting for it.

I heard my phone chime from the other room so I got up to go get it.

Oh my god... it was a dm from Zeke. What does he possibly want...🤦🏻‍♀️

why can't DAK being sliding into my dm's???

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