"Oh my God you totally ate it!" I laughed as I grabbed at my sides.
"It was not that funny." Tim grumbled.
"Actually it was pretty funny." I said, trying to controll my laughter, "You would think they taught football players to look
before they ran smack dab into a tree."
"Shut up." He said, pushing me. He was tossing the ball in his hands as he glanced down.
"I had so much fun today." I gushed.
"Clearly, I mean I am Tim Riggin's." He said and rolled his eyes.
Oh yes you are, I thought. Okay this whole horny teenage girl thing is getting old. I groaned inwardly.
"See you trying to be funny, that doesn't actually work unless it's unintentional." I said sarcastically.
"Ha ha. Shut up, ten." He said.
"Ten?" I asked.
"It's this thing I do." He waved his hand, "Your jersey number."
"Right." I nodded and I screamed inside because I felt apart of the team for the first time, "You wanna get something to eat?"
"Alright." He said, "Alamo Freeze or Applebee's?"
"Do you guys only have two places to eat here?" I asked.
"Yep, kinda." He laughed.
"Then I'll take the Alamo Freeze." I said.
"Good then we can meet up with Matty." He said as he got in the truck and drove off.
"What do you need to see Matt for?" I asked as we pulled into the parking lot.
"To see if Mrs. Coach noticed I was gone, duh." He said.
"Why do you care?" I asked.
"Because Mrs. Coach is kinda married to Coach and that'll be awkward when I show up to practice today." He pointed out.
"You skip school but go to practice?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow at him.
"Well yeah." He shrugged as he held the door open for me.
"Seven." He said punching him over the counter.
"Now why do you always gotta hit me? What's wrong with hello?" Matt stuttered.
"Suck it up Saracen." I smiled as I leaned over the counter to take his hat.
"Hey, I need that." He said as he reached for it. "This ain't funny Casey, I could get in trouble."
"Oh right, because this place is just swarming." I said, gesturing at the desserted restaraunt.
"That's not the point." He said and grabbed the hat off my head.
"You are such a KJ." I rolled my eyes, "Can I get ice cream?"
"Sure, what flavor?" He asked.
"I want chocolate with sprinkles! Rainbow only!" I smiled.
"Okay ma'am that'll be $2.50." He said.
"Ha! Your funny, Matty." I said as I grabbed my ice cream from him and patted his cheek. I jumped on the counter and gave a kiss
smack on his cheek. He flushed pink and I giggled. Man, was he fun to mess with.
"Okay, stop flirting with Saracen and tell him what you want to eat." Tim joked, but I heard frustration in his voice.
"I want a cheesburger with fries -could you make that a large? And a milkshake, oh and put extra pickles on that too! And... do you have any of those little chicken nuggets? I should probably get a diet coke, shouldn't I? -Gotta watch the figure you know." I said, patting my belly.
Five minute later Matt and Tim were staring at me.
"What is it?" Tim asked, as he watched me eat.
Matt cleared his throat, "Casey, you don't have to inhale it, it's not gonna get up and run away."
"It might do just that, God knows I would if I ran into Casey on an empty stomach." Tim snorted.
I would just eat you up, I thought it before I could stop and then mentally slapped myself.
"Shut up." I said, covering my mouth as I spoke.
"I never thought the day would come." Tim said, "That I would meet a girl that plays football and eats just as much as I do."
"And she's not a lesbian." Matt added.
"Or ugly or fat." Tim added.
"Actually she's a little on the chubby side. Not really top of the pyramid-"
I narrowed my eyes as they sat there and criticized my physic.
"Shut up." I said.
I looked up as I met eyes with the Arnett Mead players. Bruised and battered. Matt got up cautiously and walked to the counter. Tim locked eyes
with them and I know something was about to go down.