The Wishlist

Chapter 11

                                                           "The Football Game"

Ryder’s POV:

        I was sitting in my house waiting for my friends to show up. It was Friday night and we were all about to head over to the game. All of the girls were excited that we were coming. I hated football. Sam better appreciate this. As I was sitting on the couch I saw Tyler walk into the room. He saw me and made his way over to me.

            “Whatcha doing,” he asked in a sing song voice.

            “Sitting here,” I said back.

            “Why,” he asked.

            “I’m waiting on my friends to get here.”

            “Why?”

            “We’re going to a football game,” I said.

            “You are,” he asked doubtfully.

            “Yes.”

            “Why,” he asked looking at me weird.

            “Sam wants us to come see them dance,” I told him.

            “Aww. You’re so whipped,” he told me laughing.

            “You’re an ass,” I said to him as I looked back at the TV.

            “I know. So have you made your move,” he asked.

            “What is up with everyone and me making a move?!”

            “Whoa! Chill. It was just a question,” he said holding his hands up in surrender.

            “I know. I’m sorry. I’m just on edge,” I said running my hands over my face.

            “What’s wrong?”

            “Just Samantha,” I said.

            “What about her,” he pushed.

            “The guys are just pushing me to ‘make a move’,” I said making air quotes.