The Player

Brielle

12:32pm

Hurry up!

Football practice was supposed to be out twenty minutes ago, and I had been waiting outside the boy's locker room for them to come in from the football field. My eyes glanced to my watch as my foot began to tap, growing impatient with the team's tardiness.

Now I know how instructor Riley feels.

My ears perked up in attention, hearing the familiar sound of laughing and stomping associated with a football team. Trying to catch Christopher's attention in the crowd, I began waving at him.

"Christopher!" I yelled, before finally making eye contact with him. His eyes grew wide as he looked side to side at his teammates, then began to run towards me.

"Christopher, I need to talk to you about the balle- "

Before I could finish, he cut me off by placing his hand over my mouth. My eyes grew wide as I let out muffled protests into his hand. The hallway got quieter as the football players stared at us, confused at what was happening.

"Why would you talk about ballet in front of my team," he harshly whispered. My protests grew louder as I began to make a scene. "For the love of God Brielle, be quiet!"

"No!" I tried to get out against his hand. "Let me go!"

Panic showed in his eyes as the hallway grew dead silent, all eyes on us. What he did next, I would have never imagined in a million years.

He kissed me.

janitor's closet, his mouth still on mine. The sound of claps and wolf

his lips off mine, running his hands through his

even finish his statement, I lifted my hand and slapped him

he clutched his cheek,

asking you, jerk. Why the hell would

a kiss." He shifted his weight

to you," I whispered under my breath, tucking a loose piece

mean?" he asked, apparently hearing me, as his brows knitted in confusion. His eyes locked

eye contact as my face grew hot.

"Few people are able

guy really thought that highly of himself? His ego might as well have been a balloon with how inflated

sixteen and have never been kissed? What are you a

before continuing, not wanting him to have the satisfaction of getting to me. "I'm here to

time," he responded, turning

I couldn't let him leave. "If you don't do the showcase then you

his eyes. "Says

If you don't have all the necessary credits from each year, then you can't participate in sports. So, if you don't do the duet

onstage." He responded, getting ready to leave. "But if you ever need someone