In Virginia, high school football is a way of life. It's bigger than Christmas day.
Up until 1971, in Alexandria, there was no race-mixing. Then the school board forced us to integrate. They combined the white school and the black school into one ca...
The past few days I've been spending a lot of my time getting to know the guys. Everywhere I go, one of the guys is running up to talk to me. I know that they all want to talk to me because I'm a girl, but I don't care. There is only one person I want to talk to... Julius. I've been secretly falling for Julius since the day I saw him in the gym. His tall figure, smooth skin, chocolate brow eyes. There was no denying that he was handsome. But every time I look at him I see something more. It's almost as if there is another side to Julius that people haven't really noticed, or he hasn't shown. But it's intriguing, and I want nothing more to get to know the real Julius Campbell. But every time I try to talk to him, I get interrupted by another guy trying to make a move on me.
I was running down the hallway chasing after Sheryl, who was supposed to be in bed.
"Sheryl!" I call out to her, angered. She stops and looks at me innocently. "You know you aren't supposed to be out here. You should be in bed." I said pointedly, Sheryl pouted.
"But I don't want to go to bed," Sheryl whines. I roll my eyes.
"Well, that's too bad because you're going to bed and that's the end of it," I said. She looks at me, her eyes glistening. I know that look all too well. It means she's up to something. "Don't you even think about it, Sheryl," I say. She smirks and before I could blink, she took off running down the hall again. "You gotta be kidding me." I groan, running after her.
I round the corner when I run into someone. Just before I hit the ground, I feel a pair of arms wrap around me, catching me. I open my eyes and look up to see the deep brown eyes of Julius Campbell.
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We stayed there frozen, his arms wrapped around me, keeping me from falling. We stared, lost in each other's eyes. We heard a door open down the hall and we jumped apart. Julius cleared his throat.
"I'm so sorry." I began, looking at the ground. He smiled lightly.
"It's alright." He said softly. "Why you runnin' anyway?" He asked.
"Oh, ah... I- I- I was chasing Sheryl." I stuttered out. He furrowed his eyebrows.
"Why were you chasin' her." He asked, confused. I sigh.
"Cause she needs to be in bed," I say exhausted. Julius chuckled a bit.
"She didn't wanna go did she?" He asked. I let out a light laugh.
"No. Not at all." I say laughing. "I've been chasing after her for the past hour." He nodded.
"Want some help?" He asked. I looked at him again, getting lost in his eyes. Those chocolate brown eyes. I quickly look down at the ground clearing my throat.
"Oh, yeah sure. I'd like that," I say smiling.
~ Julius' POV ~
We start walking down the hallway. I glance over to look at Grace.
