SwayLA Imagines

Imagine #3- Old Acquaintances

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ell, its Friday again. I'm the schools mascot, the Bobcat. I know, its dumb, but I didn't pick it. Well I put on the furry suit and ran out. Hearing the crowd cheer as I ran and did cartwheels since that's the only thing you can really do in the suit. I know alot about football since me brother played in college and my dad went pro for a few years. My dad used to be the quarterback for the raiders, Alfred Montez. My dad went to school here in Granada, but my brother went to school in California. But, Steven came back to Colorado and played as a Buffalo at CU in Boulder. Well, I'm back in Granada as the mascot, since the skirts aren't really for me, and I can't play football being a girl. No one knows who I am, thank god. Being the mascot isn't the best thing ever, but its whatever. This game was what determined if we went to the playoffs, or if we don't break the curse. The boys were literally a foot away from winning and it was fourth down. If they wanted a chance to win, they should, no NEED to pull a 30-wedge. No team can stop that.

The football play

They spiked the ball and gave it to our QB aka Quinton Griggs. Quinton used to be a good friend of mine, then he got popular and dropped me. I watched him and I seen the formation of 30-wedge, OMG WE WON!!
*Skip to after the game*
After I put the suit into my locker and changed into a pair of spandex and crop top. After I change, I started walking to my car. I was going to get in my car, but then I glanced at the field and seen a football on the T and started walking to the field. I mean, the ball was sitting right there, it was asking me to kick it. I kicked it and it went straight down the middle.
Quinton*claps* I forgot you knew how to kick a football.
Savanna: You know I know how to play football. By the way, nice game.
Quinton: Thanks. The last play I could hear you telling me to pull the 30-wedge.
Savanna: Surprised you remembered my voice Mr. Popularity.
Quinton: What? I can't remember my best friends voice.
Savanna: Best friend? Haven't talked to you in a few years. The only time I see you in on the field, and sometimes on the basketball court, where you don't belong.
Quinton: You and I know damn well I can play any sport I want and be good at it.
Savanna: I can still kick your ass in football.
Quinton: I'd like to see you try pretty girl.
Savanna: So you think I'm pretty? Hmm. Interesting.
Quinton: Don't let it make that head of yours any bigger.
Savanna: The only big head around here is yours.
Quinton: Really? I bet I know something bigger.
Savanna: What? Your ego.
Quinton: Damn, when did you get so rude?
Savanna: You miss a lot when you drop someone for your popular football buddies.
Quinton: Whatever.
Quinton started walking the other way when I had in idea.
Savanna: Wanna play?
Quinton: Sure. To what?
Savanna: First to score three touchdowns.
Quinton: Tackle or are we playing powderpuff?
Savanna: Tackle dumbass. Do I look like a girl that plays powderpuff football?
Quinton: Whatever.
Savanna: Ready to loose?
Quinton: How about we sweeten the deal?
Savanna: Oh god. Fine.
Quinton: I win, you have to go to Homecoming with me, you win, you don't.
Savanna: Deal.
Me and Q played and I was one touchdown away from winning. I started running towards the end zone when Q tackled me, then I fumbled, I got the ball back, but lost a good five yards.
Savanna: Damn it Q! You made me loose yards.
Quinton: You're the one that fumbled.
Savanna: Whatever smartass.
After a few more minutes of running, I made it to the end zone. I didn't realize the whole football team was watching until I heard clapping from behind me. Quinton came up behind me and pushed me over to the boys. This is awesome.
Quinton: Hey guys.
Bryce: Who's the hottie?
Savanna: Savanna. Savanna Montez. And you are?
Bryce: Don't you know?
Savanna: If I did, would I be asking?
Quinton: Well, you're still a smartass.
Savanna: You're still an asshole.
Josh: What did i- Sav?
Savanna: Josh!
I ran to Josh and wrapped my arms and legs around him. Me and Josh met over the summer since he was down visiting family for the summer. He said he wanted to move down here but he never told me if he did or not.
Quinton: How do you know each other?
Savanna: We met over the summer.
Quinton: Oh. Well, I think I'm gonna go.
Savanna: Wait Q!
Quinton just kept walking the opposite direction. I chased after him. I did like Q, and to be honest those feelings never left. I'm really good at hiding how I feel though. I finally caught up to Q in the middle of the field. I stood in front of him trying to prevent him from leaving.
Savanna: Q. Stop! What's going on?
Quinton: Its nothing.
S: Just because we haven't talked in a long time doesn't mean I can't tell when you're lying. Talk to me Q.
Q: There's nothing to talk about.
S: Don't pull that bull shit with me.
Q: I LIKE YOU, OKAY.
S: What?
Q: I like you.
S: This better not be some prank your football buddies put you up to.
Q: Its not.
S: I like you too.
Q looked at me and pulled my waist closer and closed the gap between our faces. My hands went to the back of his neck pulling him closer than he ready was. We pulled away for air and smiled at each other.
S: I'll still go to Homecoming with you even if I beat your ass in football.
Q: Sounds good to me. And, me and the boys will talk to coach about putting you on the team.
S: You think he'll let me play?
Q: You just got tackled by me I don't know how many times and beat me, and you're fine, so I think you have a chance. Plus, you have your dad's football genes in ya. You'll be fine.
S: Thanks Q. Being mascot sucks.
Q: Now the mascot makes sense. No one knew who it was. I guess I should have figured it out when I didnt see you in the stands.
S: You looked for me in the stands?
Q: Maybe.
S: Creep.
Q: You're such a smartass, I love it.
S: Whatever Griggs. I'm going home.
Q: Call me.
S: Same number?
Q: Same number.
S: Maybe I will.
Q: Ill be waiting.
S: Later smartass.
Q: Later Bitch.

Maybe being the mascot and coming to the football games wouldn't be so bad after all.