WILDFLOWER

27

august 12, 2023

paige pov

During basketball practice, I could feel Claire's eyes on me, like a heat that wrapped around my skin. I had spent the morning perfecting my look—tight ponytail, matching gear that accentuated my curves, and a hint of confidence in my stride. I wanted to impress everyone, but mostly, I wanted Claire to notice me.

As the drills began, I could feel her gaze linger, especially when I made a shot. Each swish of the net sent a thrill through me, but it was her reaction that mattered most. I glanced her way after each basket, and I caught the flicker of admiration in her eyes. Was it just my imagination, or was there something more? The way she bit her lip as she watched me made my heart race.

During a water break, I overheard a couple of girls whispering about me, but all I could focus on was Claire. I had seen her smile from across the court, and it ignited something within me. I wanted to be the one she looked at like that—like I was something special.

When we resumed practice, I decided to up my game. I pushed harder, dribbling with a rhythm that felt electric, hoping to catch her attention even more. With each move, I could sense Claire's gaze intensifying. I noticed her stealing glances when I wasn't looking, and it sent a rush of adrenaline through me. Was I really that captivating to her?

As practice wound down, geno called us in for a huddle. I stood next to Claire, our shoulders almost touching, and the air felt charged. My pulse quickened, and I risked a sideways glance. She was biting her lip again, and I felt a smile tug at the corners of my mouth.

I cross my arms to intensify my biceps. Her eyes widen as she looks straight, trying her hardest not to look at me.

Practice ends and we both leave without saying a single word.

A/N- rose's are red, violets are blue. im super gay and they know exactly who.

bye queens