The coach
of his game.
Chapter 8 part 1
Ariel’s P.O.V
I walked to my locker to grab
my new zebra print Bella gym
bag, and I was really feeling proud of what I did at
lunch
today pretty impressive. As I was grabbing my stuff at my
locker Brad was right beside me closer than I thought he
was
and I ran into his chest and almost fell backwards, but
of
course his very big manly hands caught me before I hit
the
ground. “Thanks.” I whispered breathlessly.
“That’s what I’m
here for.” He replied giving me that flawless dimply
smile and
a wink. He seemed way calmer and happier than he was
about
10 minutes ago, which made me feel a little bit better since
I
kinda felt guilty for doing to him. He helped me up on my
feet
“So what class do you have?” he asked me trying
to make
small talk. “Gym.” I continued giving him one
worded answers
it was like a habit now. “Oh, um me too!” he
sounded kind of
excited. “Cool.” Damn I felt bad for doing this.
“Can I have
the pleasure to walk you there?” he smiled his perfect
smile.
Damn why so cute? “Sure.” I tried sounding not to
excited. He
made small talk again “So what made you move back here
to
New York? Too cool for Cali?” he winked. Damn I had to
give
him more than one word now or I’ll sound retarted.
“Uhm, well
living in California was different, and I really didn’t
want to
deal with a step mom since my dad just got married, and so
I
told my dad about my decision to come here and he was ok
with it considering the fact that my mom passed away to
years
ago and I was old enough to live on my own.” He
seemed
interested “Oh well welcome back!” he smiled as
he opened
the gym door for me to enter first. “Thanks.” And
with that we
walked separate ways to the change room. “Hey
girlie!” Scar
greeted me while tying her hair up in a ponytail. “Hey
you’re
in this class to?!” “Yeaa our first class
together after 2 years!”
we continued talking as I changed in my gym clothes. I
wore
my love pink short shorts, with a white Nike tank top, my
pink
and white Nike running shoes, I put my curled hair up in
a
ponytail and tied a pink head band to keep my hair out of
my
face. I touched up my lip gloss and my natural eye
makeup.
“Damn girl looking hot.” Kelly smiled at me.
“Thanks.” I
laughed as we walked out together to see everyone warming
up. Andrew came running up to me he looked soo good in
his
blue gym shorts and white wife beater “Hey
beautiful.” He
smiled his cute smile. “Damn you’re so short
without your
heels!” He exclaimed. “I was gonna say something
nice but
never mind now!” I teased him
back.
