english ✱ muke

四

"tell me again. why on earth do you need me to drop you off at the soccer field?" trang asks, her hands gripping the steering wheel aggressively.

"soccer tryouts are today," i reply dully.

"you're terrible at soccer," trang frowns. "i mean, you're terrible at everything, but you're especially terrible at soccer. i don't see why you would willingly tryout for a sport."

"luke invited me to overlook the tryouts because he's co-coaching. i'm keeping him company while his friend actually does all that crap," i explain, my eyes gazing out the window.

"you're keeping him company? you can't even talk to him," trang's shrill laugh cuts through the air sharply.

"can you translate for me?" i ask, pleading with my green eyes.

"as much as i would love to spend the day sweating my ass off, surrounded by smelly guys who haven't discovered deodorant yet; i have better shit to do." trang states sarcastically, her small dark eyes rolling.

"what exactly are you doing?" i frown as she parks the car on the side of the field.

"finishing the season of supernatural," trang smirks, shoving me out the car and quickly speeding away.

i grimace at my bitchy best friend. i walk speedily to the field where a huge group of fit boys are already circling up. my eyes land on louis first, he's bumping around with all the other fellow soccer players with a smug grin on his face. next, i catch luke standing in the front; his blue eyes scanning over the crowd anxiously. beside him is an attractive dark haired boy with gorgeous golden brown skin and a sharp jawline.

"michael!" luke calls enthusiastically, his blue eyes lightning up.

i wish he didn't do that because all of a sudden, all eyes are focused on me. judgmental stares are passed around. while everyone is decked out in running shoes and athletic looking shorts as well as jerseys, i'm wearing plain skinny jeans and flip flops. i look completely out of place with all these soccer players.

i ignore all the looks as i walk to luke's side. he smiles easily as if all looks didn't even faze him. he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me along with him to the bleachers.

"can you manage to lead on your own, calum?" luke asks, smiling stupidly at his friend.

"i can't say that i wasn't expecting it," calum laughs, turning his attention back to the crowd.

i take a seat on the steel bench with luke. "你好吗?"

(translation: how are you?)

i panic and look away. "是," i reply blankly.

(translation: yes)

luke looks puzzled at my answer. from his slightly parted lips and knitted eyebrows; i quickly realize that my answer didn't make any sense.

"uh, throat sore. can't talk," i lie quickly under my breath before he can say anything else.

"that sucks. do you wanna grab tea after then?" luke asks, his blue eyes wide as he speaks slowly and acts out his speech to make sure i understand.

"是," i nod, smiling.

(translation: yes)

i turn back to the field and i see that the boys are already running laps. calum's in the front, yelling encouraging words. he looks really good with the sun shining down on him; he resembles a greek god.

i bite my lip as i watch calum jog around, sweat glistening on his gorgeous tanned skin. his dark hair is brushed out his eyes and his dazzling brown eyes flit around, alert.

"eyes over here, sweetie." luke huffs, propping his elbows on a steel bar.

i look over at luke's perfect face for a split second, just to make him happy. then, i glance back at the field to stare at calum.

"you know what? let's go get tea now. that sounds great," luke rushes me to stand up and he leads me away.

"let's watch tryouts," i argue, staying still.

"you're not even watching the tryouts, you're watching calum." luke states flatly.

i shrug and try to conceal my smile peeking through my facade. suddenly, i feel my body being picked up as luke carries me away.

"have fun calum, we're getting tea now!" luke yells at his best friend.

calum glances at us and i swear my heart melts at the cuteness of him.  "getting tea huh? is that code for, 'we're gonna go fuck'?" he asks innocently.

"the possibilities are endless," luke says.

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i was going to add "with a devilish smirk" but i decided against it.

all the love,

- rose ( @-riptidemuke )