The following story is going to be about Lionel, the player in the group. I might add a secret couple at the end, one that isn't related to the group. We will see ;)
Dela I bet I wouldn't have many friends left if they knew I loved to collect stuffed animals and other cute girly things. I'm eighteen, but I still feel like a total child regarding toys and cute items such as hairpins or bedsheets with baby ducks. And while I know some grownups like stuffed anima
Oh boy. This already sounds like a bad idea. I'm going to make a fool of myself. If I start asking Lionel questions, he will think I'm interested. That would be a nightmare because I don't want that arrogant bastard to think I'm crushing on him. Never. "Please, Dela..." Danielle pouts. "For me?"
Dela Groaning, I wake up. What time is it? I pick up my phone, and the clock shows eight-thirty. I will miss my first class. Maybe I can make it to my second? Since my college is relatively far away from the apartment I need to get up now. Still a bit dizzy, I climb out of bed and rub the sleep fr
"You don't do your roommates very well?" Lionel lifts a suggestive eyebrow, and I sigh louder. "No, what I mean is... This is the first time I've lived with a male roommate who wanders around the halls wearing only a towel..." Lionel bends his head back in laughter. "Well, what did you expect whe
Dela I'm at a hamburger restaurant after a long study session. Danielle and I decided we would eat here, but I expected it just to be us two. I was wrong. Danielle has made two new friends—Shirley and Isabella. The first mentioned it quiet, while Isabella could have been taken straight out of Mea
"You broke his heart?" Danielle asks. Shirley nervously dips a french fry into her ketchup mixed with pepper. Her eyes are now as wild as her flaming red hair. I'm actually beginning to like her. "I had no idea you used to date Lionel," Shirley whispers. "What did you do to break his heart?" F
Dela After eating junk food, I come home to two women putting on their shoes in the hallway. I'm so startled when I see them that I blink and do a double-take to ensure they are there. And they are. Two pretty women, older than me and extremely tall. They appear to be twins and are getting read
Dela I'm so silly. I know I was technically the one who offered to massage Lionel in exchange for another favor, but I'm close to passing out. My heart is running in a loop, and my hands are so sweaty I'm afraid of putting them on Lionel's skin. I'm also breaking out in hives, and I hope he won'
"You're doing great," Lynn tells me, and my chest swells when she looks at me with proud eyes. Her hand touches mine, and her lips curl into a sweet, adorable smile. "I know that you will be drafted. You train like an idiot, and football is the only thing on your mind, except for maybe some fishing.
Isaac It's been two months since Lynn and I started dating. Things have been going great. She comes to my football games, gets along with my mom, and I'm just constantly floating on pink clouds. But today, I can't make my stomach stop churning. I'm about to have dinner with Lynn and her parents.
Eventually, I wet my lips. "Can I... Can I hug you?" Isaac breaks out into a smile. "Of course." I don't waste a second. I push away the tray and launch myself at Isaac, who laughs in surprise when I tackle him to his back. I can't help it. I like him so much and immediately squeeze him in a bear
Lynn I don't know what to say when Isaac walks into the room. I know we both like each other now, but what do I tell him? How do I get into that topic? Do I say nothing at all and let him talk? My nerves are all over the place, and so are my thoughts. A shadow moves over me, and then Isaac stands
Lynn I wake up with a terrible headache and groan. "I'm never drinking alcohol ever again!" A snicker comes from above me, and I see Isaac's face when I open my eyes. We are lying in a bed together, and I'm nestled to his side, head resting between his pectoral muscle and muscular arm. "Good mor
Oh, I will. I stride forward. There is no space for me on the couch, but I force my way into a corner by lifting Lynn into my lap. She yelps in surprise and leans against me. Magnus glares at me, and I flash him a smirk when Lynn isn't looking. I'm such a lucky guy. Her butt rests on my thighs,
Isaac I stare at my reflection, trying to muster the courage needed to tell Lynn I like her more than a friend. We won our game earlier. Countless people are partying downstairs, but I can't go there. I'm not ready. For the billionth time, I point at myself. "You are a brave guy, and you will tel
I'm not petite, like... My mom is a Latina, and I have curves. I'm not ugly, though, but I get the feeling Isaac would want a small girlfriend. Sure, he calls me tiny, but compared to that blonde? I feel big. What if Isaac wants a more petite woman, like, even his mom is tiny? Isn't it scientifica
Lynn Two weeks after moving back home, I'm sitting on the football bleachers with Linnea and Natalie. Natalie's dad, Zane, is good friends with my dad. They used to be old teammates back when they played in the NFL. Linnea's dad is dead, but her brother used to play in the NFL too. "It's exciting