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Chapter 7// "Pffffttttt...Yeh and I'm the reincarnation of Hitler"
"You don't need to walk me to my front door. You are not my boyfriend" I shove Elliott away as he tries to follow me.
"Has anyone ever told you how much of a bitch you are?"
"Has anyone ever told you how annoying you are" I snap back at him, mimicking his tone.
This makes his lip quirk up slightly.
I take my keys out of my pocket and stumble to find the right one.
Having Elliott looking over my back isn't making me feel any better. Or the fact that I have 50 key rings.
Finally, I find the right one and slip it through the door hole, swinging it open.
I try and slam the door in Elliott's face but he is quick to catch it. He places his hand in front of it so it won't ruin his perfect little face.
I walk up the stairs in pairs and when I reach my bedroom I flop on to my bed.
"You should close your legs" Elliott mutters walking into the room.
My face instantly turns scarlet. When I get out this dress I'm going to burn it.
"Well you shouldn't be looking" I bite.
He walks around the room lifting small objects and examining them. Who does he think he is - an inspector?
"You still have this picture" He holds up a picture frame.
It's a picture that contains Aribella, Winter and me. We're all wearing reindeer onsies. Then behind us is Elliott, Daniel and Alec.
Alec stands out because he is wearing a skin-tight spiderman costume. He could make a perfect Spiderman. Well, he has the looks for it.
The picture is from the football and cheerleading team in Florida. It was the night before our finales.
"I'm sorry I forgot to burn it along with anything that has something to do with you"
"You quit the cheerleader team" He casually states. Well, hello there captain obvious.
I get off the bed and take the photo out his hand and chuck it across the room.
I hate talking about who I used to be, to be honest, I wasn't the most pleasant person in the world.
"There it's gone now. Now, what do you want? Do you want to watch me sleep? "
"The twilight references are getting a bit old now"
He shakes his head, but his expression turns serious "And I want to say I'm sorry"
I raise an eyebrow at him. Did Elliott Grayson, the star quarterback, loved by everyone just apologise to me?
I tilt my ear and tap on it.
"What are you doing?" He gives me a weird look.
"Sorry I think I have sand in my ear. Can you phone a brain surgeon I think there is a mirage in my brain? "
"Haha very funny" He sarcastically laughs.
"This is not a humorous situation. I'm imagining things that aren't happening. Maybe they'll need to dissect my brain"
"You're being a drama queen"
"And you're an idiot Elliott Grayson"
He rolls his eyes "Anyway I want to say I'm sorry for making you go to the party you were..." He stops as though he has to choke out the next few words "....you were right"
"Pardon Elliott"
"I said you were right "
"I know I always am" I smirk in satisfaction but he continues to look at me seriously.
"What?" I ask.
"I see what Aribella's doing Cress, I can see how she's controlling your whole life, I'm not oblivious like everyone else."
I swallow hard at that, so much concern is placed on his face, concern for me. Something that no one has felt for me in a very long time.
"I know you can handle yourself and all that, but I will be there to step in. I don't know why things are such a mess between Aribella, Winter and you, I will never push you to tell me. Dawson, if you were meant to be controlled, you would have come with a remote"
I bite my lip at his words and my breath hitches in my throat, the tension is building up in the room and he can see it too. So instead of pushing anything, he lets a small smile crack on his face as he completely changes the topic.
"Anyway to make it up to you for sending you to that party, I'm inviting you to the football game tomorrow. Front row seats"
I love football, simple as that. Daniel has been obsessed with football since he was 3 and it's rubbed off on me.
"No, I hate football. Why would I want to sit in the freezing cold watching you play with a ball of air" He can obviously tell I am lying.
"I think you should get going now" I point to the door.
"By the way, your mascara is smudged," He tells me as he stands in my doorway.
"I don't care" I huff.
"You look like a panda"
"Well, that was the look I was going for. Next thing you know I'll be snacking on bamboo"
"By the way, the game begins at 6. And Daniel will love seeing you there"
He swiftly walks out my room and a few moments later I hear my front door close. I run to my windows and push it wide open.
"I'm not coming to your stupid football game" I shout loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear.
"I'll get you a seat in the middle so you can admire me the entire time" He gives me a thumbs up.
I scrunch up a t-shirt and chuck it out the windows.
"You'll have to drag my dead body because I'm not going"
***
"We have the best seats ever" Emily squeals.
I grunt in response even though I am really excited.
Whispers were coming from all direction and people are pointing at me.
"Is that Crescent Dawson. I can't believe she came to the match. She's totally trying to take down Aribella"
I turn around to face the brunette bitch. She looks slightly startled and so does her friend.
I know what Emily's next story could be 'Crazy panda suffocates nosey brunette'
"I couldn't help but hear your conversation and I hear they're selling lives down the street. All you have to do is walk in the middle of the road" I give her a sweet smile and turn back to Emily.
From the corner of my eyes, I see Aribella walk out in her black and red cheerleading outfit.
In an instant her eyes catch mine. Her brows furrow and her smile turns upside down.
I lift my hand to wave at her while I stick my middle finger up with the other hand.
"You really know how to piss her off" Emily laughs.
"It's one of my hidden talents"
"Yeh, there are a lot of them" Snorts Emily. I elbow her in the ribcage.
The sky is completely dark as it is midway through winter, but the beaming lights around the pitch make everything look osmewhat illuminated.
I see from a distance both teams begin of to emerge from the building.
"He's staring at you" Emily points into the distance. I look ahead and catch Elliott's blue eyes.
Do I have a big fact glowing light on top of my head because I can't find any other explanation for everyone staring at me.
He walks over to the bleachers holding his helmet in his left arm.
"Thought you said you weren't coming" He smiles.
"You were right I should come and support Daniel"
"I'm always right and we all know you came cause you can't get enough of me"
"Then get on that pitch and break a leg. And I mean quite literally"
"Please everyone here loves me" He smirks showing off his shining white teeth.
"Pffffttttt...Yeh and I'm the reincarnation of Hitler"
Emily taps shoulder "You do have the same birthday as him"
"I thought we were friends"
"Greek gods come first" She sighs and gazes at Elliott.
Before Elliott leaves to begin the game he whistles to a random crowd of girls and gives them a wink. They all grasp their hearts and go all gooey-eyed.
All he has is few squirming school girls worshipping him, that is so lame I bet you if I flashed him he would come running with his tail between his legs.
I bet he has a really small tail.
The players get into position and my eyes glance towards Conner Ryder. Even glancing at him makes my heartbeat rise ten times faster.
The team captain.
He definitely has a long tail, I can tell you that.
It's hard when you have a crush on a guy you know you'll never be with. Or even remotely have a chance with.
The sharp shriek of the whistle makes me jump.
I see the other team running with the ball. This is going to be a long night.
As the game progresses our team is getting worse. I am currently lying upside down on the bench with a hotdog in my hand.
Oh baby moma loves you!
"Are you going to eat that or let it drip on your face?"
"I'm admiring it Emily leave me in peace"
Another roar runs through the crowd. I guess the other team scored. I care so much.
After I finish off my hot dog I feel a surge of junk food energy run through my veins. I decide to stand on the bleachers and cheer for the team.
"What do you think you're doing? Daniel, you may as well hand the ball with a bow on top" I shout.
Most heads turn in my direction and the whispers start up again.
I see Aiden with the ball. He is going to do it, he is going to score. Everybody holds their breath.
Suddenly he is tackled to the ground.....nope he lost it.
"Elliott stop being an airheaded douche the world doesn't revolve around you! Pass the ball"
But this is Elliott and he is an idiot and guess what... He doesn't pass the ball.
I now award Elliott Grayson with first place in being a douche.
The whistle is blown for halftime and Coach Grant is red in the face.
I quickly climb out my space on the bench and climb over the metal gate around the pitch.
Fate is not on my side and I end of landing on my shoulder. I push myself up and dust my clothes down casually whistling to myself as though nothing happened.
I grab Elliott and drag him to the side.
"What are you doing out there? " I ask.
"They have tactics"
"Elliott football is like....like a threesome. In a threesome you need to share, you all need to take turns in kissing each other and doing other stuff. Say there are 2 guys and one girl. You share the girl, she is the football. Anyway back to the point in football you need to share and work together and pass the ball around, then in the end your desires will be satisfied....I mean you'll win"
"So Dawson have you ever had a threesome"
"No but if you win the game we can have one"
"Really?"
"No" I slap the back of his helmet.
I finally take my seat next to Emily who is eating food.
I put my hand in her popcorn and stuff my mouth.
"So what were you and the Greek god talking about"
'"I was giving him a few tips"
"Either you gave him a quick blow job or you compared football to a threesome"
"How did you know?"
"Oh babe I can smell it, it's all over you" She gives me a devilish smirk.
"I was talking about the threesome"
"Well then this is awkward" She turns her face to the left suddenly paying attention to the game.
I lift my arm up and take a quick sniff.
"I smell like coco chanel " I whine.
I might need to check the use by date on that perfume.
***
We are tied and it there are 2 minutes to go.
Elliott has the ball, but I see someone running towards him ready to tackle him to death.
"The threesome Elliott" I shout as loud as humanly possible.
I don't know whether he hears me or not but I see the ball flying through the air, like a shooting star, Alec grasps it and he scores.
We all jump in unison, a bright smile placed on my face, which doesn't happen very often.
We are let on to the field, I walk directly towards Elliott. I am ready to give him a hug, opening my arms wide until I remember that Elliott is a douche.
I put my right hand straight forward and Elliott gently shakes It.
"Well done Grayson "
"I would say it was all because of you but that would be a lie. It was all because of my skills"
Suddenly he pulls my hand so that I smash into him. He removes his helmet and chucks it on the grass.
He wraps his arms around my back and for some reason, my arms do the same.
"So Elliott are you really giving me a hug"
"Could you really be that naive Dawson. I'm rubbing my sweat all over you, if you know what's best I'd advise you to burn these clothes"
I really do hate him.
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