What You Don't See
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Chase chuckled and nudged my shoulder with his fist. "Good one, Tanner."
I could only imagine how horrified my facial expression was and even then it wasn't nearly as horrible as how I felt. Why did you just do that? Why did you tell him you like him? Obviously he doesn't like you!
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
He blinked as he stared at me in disbelief. "Shit" he said under his breath. "Um... You're cool and all Brooke, but you're not really my type."
Now this is where you say 'that's okay' and walk away before you embarrass yourself even more. But I seem to have this magical power that keeps the embarrassment flame alive against all odds.
I turned to walk away so I could just erase everything I said like it never happened when I tripped over my soccer bag. The ground seemed so comforting as the tears streamed down my face.
"Woah man, you alright?" Chase looked down at me sympathetically.
"You know I'm a girl right?!" I yelled at him as I slowly got up, ignoring his hand, and sprinted to the locker room.
Brooke Tanner, formerly known as "the girl on the guys soccer team."
Growing up with only brothers, she's never had the chance to do girl things. She used to despise everything they were about; the nails, the makeup, the dresses, purses, and shoes. It never made sense to her. But what happens when the boy she likes can't see her as anything other than one of the guys? She decides to put away the soccer cleats and pull out the heals. It's time to become every guy's dream girl.
And this time, what you *don't* see... is what you get.
Warning: This story contains explicit language and adult situations.
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