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“Doesn't she play just magnificently?” Bog dreamily sighed as Sunny just rolled his eyes.
“You did see when she basically barged all the players and I think she left Brutus with a black eye. Seriously she can be rough.” Sunny closed the door behind him as they walked past the kitchen.
“You boys checking out the girls again, I know when I was your age, I looked hoooot.” Bogs mum was in the kitchen making dinner, “Sunny is my son still smitten over that girl that would beat him into a pulp?” Sunny laughed, punching Bog in the arm for good measure,
“You betcha. He won’t even tell her, just creepily stalks her and then if they do communicate they fight like cats and dogs.” Bog sighed. He’s basically been in love with her ever since she crashed straight into him on his first day. It had been scary moving countries.
Bog’s dad had died around 5 years ago of a heart attack. His mum couldn't stand being in Scotland too much longer, the memories hurting like a flesh wound. They had packed up and moved to America. He was enrolled in Fairy High School, and that is where he met the lovely Marianne. He was paying too much attention to the class schedule while walking he didn’t notice the 5ft 4 girl walking around the corner. They both collided into each other and she ended on the ground. To say their first meeting didn’t go quite well was an understatement. He went to apologise and found he was staring into the most beautiful eyes he had ever met. That was when she punched him right in the jaw, calling him a pervert. Of course he had to defend himself and call her a tiny princess, and ever since that day they had been bickering. He found it kind of cute, they never hurt each other but it was a way to let of a little steam.
His thoughts were cut short as Sunny punched him again in the arm.
“Ow, what was that for?” He sneered.
“Had to wake you from your dream like state, and anyway, I’m off. I’ll see you at school tomorrow. Make sure you don’t stress over your music assignment.” With that Sunny bounded out the door, leaving him alone with his meddling mother.
“You know, you will never get anywhere by brooding and not doing anything about your feelings.” Bog kissed his mother on the cheek and started to head up to his room.
“I know mother, I know,” he mumbled to himself, shutting himself into his room for some peace and quiet.
Marianne threw herself onto her bed as she dialled Roland, she had missed him this afternoon. He was so gallant, helping kids with homework and being an amazing man. After the fourth ring Roland picked up.
“Well hello sweetie.”
“Hey babe, how was tutoring.”
“Well you know, very hard work, making those kids feel smarter is something I strive for.”
“I know, you are so amazing.”
“Ain’t that obvious. So my hair is doing that thing we both love. Why don’t you come around for a bit and we can, hang out, you know, Netflix and Chill.”
“Yeah, Netflix and Chill, like that ever happens when someone says that, and you know I want to wait, just be patient. We made a pact remember, lose it together the night of prom. It will be so special and magical then.”
“Yeah, okay.” There was a pause for a bit before Roland said,
“Got to go sweet pea. Love ya.” The call was cut off before Marianne had a chance to reply.
Marianne sighed, pulling off her shirt and chucking it to some part of her room, she headed for the shower she shared with her sister. Her Dad would be back soon so she should at least get the smell of sweat off her.