Chubby Is The New Black

8

School has been like hell, well what's new?

"Hey, girl" Brandon said putting his arm around me "you sleep good?"

I punched his arm, relising what he meant.

"What I was just trying to be nice" he said walking backwards to his friends.

Turns out Brad is now the leader of our school gang. Isn't that wonderful.

I turned around and a boy walked into me knocking down his books.

"Oh god, I'm sorry I'm just so clumsy" he said.

"It's alright" I giggled.

We both looked at each other.

The boy was blonde and he wore glasses.

"You must be Elina" he said offering his hand "I'm Blake"

He had a southern acent. It didn't really fit him, well not really.

"How do you know me?" I said while shaking his hand being polite.

"Well, arn't you and Bradley together?"

"Well things fly fast don't they"

"It sure does"

"So what do you do... I mean what kind of after school activities do you do?"

"I do chess, science club, math club and I'm now gonna be in basketball"

"Did you just moved here?"

"Um... kinda, I just moved a week a ago"

"Oh well that makes sense,  well I hope you enjoy it here" I said "well I gotta go"

"Okay, will I ever see you again?" He asked

"Maybe" I said walking away.

This kid was way to friendly. I wonder what he's up to.

***

I went to my class and saw Brandon.

I sat next him and he gave me an oddly smile.

"Who was the kid?" He asked me.

"Hmm? Oh you saw that. Oh it was nothing..."

"Who was the kid?"

"His name is Blake"

"Blake?"

"Yes, Blake"

"Just Blake?"

"Yes... well I didn't get his last name"

"What does he do for fun?"

"If you want to meet him so badly he's going to basketball tryouts today"

He gave me a mischievous smile.

"Thanks babe" then he gave me a kiss on the forehead.

What shit have I gotten myself into.

***

Brad POV

Basketball has been my family sport in like forever.

So no I didn't join basketball so I could talk to Blake.

Even though I wanted to.

She said that nothing happened and I believed her, I saw it happened but I'm pretty overprotective so yeah.

At the end of school.

We had to go and change our clothes in the boys locker room.

I have two words to describe it.