- Chapter 7 - "You Should See Him Without a Shirt On." -
Warnings: Nothing really
Third Person POV
Albert and Spot sat watching Race and most of the other boys.
They were playing soccer.
Race was the middle offense player for his team.
Romeo was to his left on offense and Mike was to his right on offense.
Elmer was their left defense.
Tommy boy was their right defense.
Blink was their middle defense.
Boots was their goalie.
On the other team, Henry was their middle offense across from Race.
Mush was their left offense.
Ike was their right offense, across from his twin.
Specs was their left defense.
JoJo was their right defense.
Buttons was their middle defense.
Finch was their goalie.
Race stares at Henry, his foot on the ball.
He smirks, quickly passing the ball to Romeo.
They take off running, Mike with them.
Jack and Davey sit next to Albert, Spot, and Crutchie.
"He's good, isn't he?" Crutchie asks Albert and Spot, a small smile on his face.
Spot nods slightly, both of their eyes still fixated on Race as he ran his hand through his curly hair and tightened the flannel that was around his waist, before he lunged towards the ball when the opposing team kicked it.
"You should see him shirtless." Crutchie comments, leaning his back against the fence behind him.
The boys look at him, their eyes wide.
"What?" Crutchie asks. "I'm only helping their relationship move along." He states.
Jack chuckles.
Davey facepalms, mumbling something about the boys corrupting the innocent Crutchie.
Albert's face was bright red and Spot looked really lost because of Crutchie's comment.
"Race doesn't take both of his shirts off, especially not in front of us." Jack states quietly. "He hates his scars." He mumbles.
Albert and Spot shares looks, but decided now wasn't a good time to ask and that they didn't know them well enough to ask.
"Race," Ike starts, rubbing the temples of his forehead.
Race looks up at him, wiping the sweat off of his forehead.
"You're going to overheat." Ike tells him, a bit concerned.
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