The Final Touchdown

The Final Touchdown

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Sep 17, 2019
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Football/Soccer
I stop, huffing and puffing after finishing my 20 laps warm-up of the field, finishing first. "Hi everyone my name is Coach Woods and welcome to Football tryouts." Yells Coach as we run back into the center of the field were his standing. Being the only girl trying out, it is hard having all the guys treat you like dirt because "you are a girl and girls can't play football." Like, fuck the hell off perverted jerks. While I'm walking towards the try out team I suddenly am being pushed forward. I fell on the ground with my breath taken away from me. I hear laughing behind me and I angrily stand up to see who's behind me. I turn around to find none other than Parker James with his famous smirk on his face. I glare at him. "Did you just push me?" I ask angrily. "Oops sorry you were a bit to slow," he says with a smirk. "Do you want to do that again?" I say challenging him, crossing my arms and stepping towards him. His smirk deepens, extending his arms to push me again. On the last second, with my right hand, I grab his hand sharply pulling it making him flip over onto his back. I quickly turn him over onto his stomach and grab both his hands behind his back, I jump on him, straddling his back. I lean down to his ear and whisper. "Are you sure you want to do it again." He shakes his head with slight fear. The rest of the boys' football team looking at me, shocked. I smirk and jump off his back and walk away like a boss. #545 on #newgirl 21/8/18 #47 on #bigfamily 21/8/18 #5 on #epilepsy 23/8/18 #388 on #newgirl 3/9/18 #37 on #epilepsy 4/9/18 #66 on #rivals 5/9/18 #11 on #epilepsy 6/9/18 #14 on #epilepsy 7/9/18 #35 on #rivals 9/9/18 #47 on #rivals 11/9/18 #32 on #highschoolexperience 13/9/18 #18 on #highschoolexperience 17/9/18 #146 on #america 20/9/18 #22 on #highschoolexperience 26/9/18 #391 on #sisters 29/9/18
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Moving In

Blaze White is the New Girl at the Prep school in her mothers old home town. But her only goal for senior year is to keep a low profile, no friends, no parties and NO boys. Axel may be adored and worshipped by his peer-but he hates people, except 5. So when a beautiful but closed off girl suddenly enters his group. He is not welcoming of the mysterious beauty despite the pull they both feel. •••• WARNING: This was written many moons ago. I have decided to put it back up because of a large request from readers. However, I was a kid when I wrote this so take it with a grain of salt. *** Like a deer in head lights, I freeze and watch as the car comes towards me expecting to get hit. But to my surprise, the car swerves to the side slightly next to me and comes to a stop. I take a deep breath I didn't know I was holding at the driver's side door swings open and a very pissed off Axel steps out. "Thank god," I mumble and place my hands on my knees to catch my breath. "Blaze?" He says and I hate it. I hate how he says my name as if it's his. Like he knows it's the only thing I want to hear, him calling out to me, looking at me, focused to me. It's the first time in my life I wanted someone's attention so badly I didn't care how I got it. And that was too dangerous for me to hold onto. "Are you insane or some shit? I could have killed you!" He says and starts to walk towards me. I take a big breath and step back away from him, "s-stop! Axel," I stutter still panting. It's then he notices the blood on my hands and shirt. "Is that blood?" He asks staring at my shirt and I take another step back. "Stop, stay b-back," I try to say confidently but I can't even breath right. Realizing he won't listen I start to turn around planning to make a break for it. "Don't run from me Blaze it won't go well," he growls reading my thoughts causing me to freeze in my spot. "Do not ever think you can get away from me."

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