Killers and Slackers

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"What if I want to?" I respond but don't  turn around.

"Just don't. Wait 5 minutes then turn around."

"Why?"

"It would be really embarrassing. For me." He states.

"Fine." I say softly.

"Thanks." He then kisses the top of my head.

I hear him walk away. "You have a beautiful voice."

"You too." I think he says 'that's not the only beautiful thing about you' I'm not sure though.

I wait until I hear a door close. I grab a screw and hammer. Who was he? I recognize his voice, yet don't. I think he added a British accent. Well played. Well played indeed. I think while I walk into the gym. I unscrew the thingy that when you lock the door it sticks out. I somehow shove the hammer in the hole. I hammer out the dent. Looks great! For a gym door... The boys have started a scrimmage. I watch them. They all seem so angelic. At peace even. Even shirtless they're ok with their body.  It took me years until I was ok with myself. I still have my moments where I don't feel pretty. Stupid judgments.

At my old school I always wore baggy shirts. So the girls always called me fat. It hurt, so I started working out. On the last day of school we went to a pool. All the girls wore one pieces. Saying they were all chubby. So I showed up in a bikini. Let's just say girls jaws dropped and guys well were guys. The whole hey pretty lady happened. They had no idea it was me. I played along saying things like aren't you cute, love. At the end of the day they all asked my name. That was the only time I swore. I said "The names Amber, barks (that's not what I said)!" and raised the pretty finger. They all gaped while I walked off. Leaving jealous girls and regretful guys. Karma's a pain isn't it?

As I sit admiring them I notice Mr.Douche hasn't even broke a sweat. They're all playing hard. He should be sweating. Right? Could he be mystery boy? He's to cocky for that. He would show himself and say he was a great singer. Defiantly. Perv? No he's not sweet. He wouldn't kiss my head he would slap my butt. His voice doesn't suite singing. It's to harsh. Who else is here? I don't know anyone else. What can I say! Im antisocial. Mr.Douche scores a goal. He doesn't rub it in anyone's face though. Odd. Is he soft? Aw, totally going to make fun of that. Hehe, I'm evil! Now you have to do something nice. Ooh I got it.

"Guys?" They all look at me "Continue until I'm back I don't want slackers on this team."

I wait until they all nod. Then walk out going to my, oh right I walked. Thanks fit me! What if I wanted to be lazy later!? As in now. I groan then look up directions. I walk for 10 minutes. Then I reach my destination. I wait 20ish minutes then grab my order. As I walk back to the school, I see a slick black car drive past me. The windows blacked out completely. Suspicious. The car does a U-turn. Hate to break it to you dude but those are illegal in Canada.

Then it starts driving to me. He's a killer that's why the windows are blacked out! I start to run faster than I ever have. Somehow still holding my order. I spot an abandoned skateboard I jump over a bike rack and land on it. I start speeding down the road. The scenery starts to blur. I see the school. I grab onto a stop sign. It spins me around. I kick up the board and run to the door. Sushi! It's locked! I whip around to see the car park. It was following me! Then my pursuer steps out his car. I decide its official, I'm dumb. A dumb nerd. Bet you never heard that before. Blake steps out his car laughing.

"Your the first girl to run away from me and my car." He laughs.

"What can I say you are a girl reppellent!".

He stops laughing he takes a step towards me. "Let us test that repellent.".

I stand my ground remembering the last time I backed up.
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