FLAWLESS EXCUSES

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