FLAWLESS EXCUSES

FLAWLESS EXCUSES

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He was my weakest point. James Anderson was the captain of my favourite Rugby team. And there standing in the center of the ground were him and his awesome bunch of teammates. As the whistle blows, the shortest guy in the team creeps to the center and grabs the ball. Okay, they might have cheated at times. Then, I watched the ball soaring towards James' firm hands. And faster than a bullet, before anyone could defend him, he ran towards the goal post, placing the ball right on top of the white line. Saying that I was starstruck would be an understatement. I almost lost my breath out of excitement. "It's already late, we have to go," my idiot of a best friend, Zoe, interrupted me. I glared at her before muttering a "fine." And if I was right, before I exited the stadium, I saw him looking at me. Writing in collaboration with @thenerdcaste
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A competitive figure skater is forced to trade places with a rival hockey player in order to avoid being kicked out of the rink. Blurb- "I see you have met Aiden," Mr. Hansen said to me, popping his head over the railing from the the top of the bleachers. He looked quite ecstatic that Aiden and I were already talking. "If you don't already know, Zoe, Aiden is going to be joining the hockey team starting effective next week with the new sponsorship." I forced a fake smile onto my face, gritting my teeth. "How did we get so lucky?" I turned my attention back onto Aiden, quirking an eyebrow as I looked him over- just trying to get an input of who this guy was. The man was stupidly handsome - if you managed to get past the oversized ego that sat on his shoulders. "Enjoying the view?" His sexist comment snapped me back into reality, resulting in me letting out a not-so-ladylike snort. "Please, the only reason I have to look at you is to try and figure out just what it is exactly that would make you so smug, but as far as I can tell, you have absolutely nothing going for you." Despite my effort to get a response out of him, he smirked as if accepting the challenge. "Besides the fact I am the number one center in the state of Massachusetts?" "Am? Don't you mean was? Now was looks bad on a resume." Aiden's jaw clenched, and in that moment I would have been dead if looks could kill. I was pretty sure that if it'd been legal for him to hit a girl, he would have already been on the ice by now. But it wasn't, and I'd clearly just won. I felt quite satisfied with myself and decided it'd be fun to rub some salt in his freshly wounded ego. I turned and sprinted across the ice before looking back over my shoulder and blew him a fake kiss, lifted my left leg up, and smacked my butt in a sense to let him know that he can just kiss my ass before I'd let him take over this rink.

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