crushing on the bad boy

Sarah pov

He caught my arm before I hit the floor as he steadied me back on my feet

Blake: what the hell are you doing on the football field during practice?

sarah: umm I-i um lost my phone I was trying to look for it but then your coach blew the whistle.

He smirked as he reached into his pocket pulling out my phone.

blake: this expensive thing belongs to you?

sarah: yea and?

I was going to grab my phone back from him as he moved it from my reach

blake: gist to being a tall football plumb

sarah: my name is Sarah not plumb.

blake: good to know maybe I'll use it sometime.

he went to walk away as I stopped him.

sarah: can I have my phone?

blake: nah I'm gonna keep it for good luck

sarah: *whine* come on I'm leaving now

blake: if you want your phone wait for me after practice..

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