It's been a month since the 'breakup'. We're still friends though. Today's the championship game and let's just say I'm more than excited. We've been practicing so hard and we are going to nail the halftime show.
"Hey out of Leahland I need you to do my French braids" Trish snaps at me.
"Okay okay geez" I tell her but still do her hair.
In about an hour we have our show makeup, clothes and hair done. The show will be amazing. It's called In the dark. Since I'm in flag line we have glow in the dark flags. And the weapon line have light sabers. The band has glow sticks and we're having a concession stand for them. The floodlights will be turned off and we'll do the show. It's going to be amazing. Even if we lose at least the halftime will be fire.
I don't think we'll lose but since Ash was stabbed he can't exactly be an amazing quarterback. So he got demoted to second string. So we have a slight disadvantage but not a lot.
We finally hop on the bus and get to the stadium. I see Ash and wave and he smiles back. He's been a pretty good friend we're actually going to hang out at the after game party. It's going to be pretty interesting.
"GET IN LINE" Captain yells at us. So we do as she demanded. We hold our flags and light sabers and put our heads up. We're proud to be here.
We get to our spot in the stands and get ready for about 45 minutes of stand dancing. We try not to get too hyped because we still need energy for the rest of the game and halftime.
Finally the 2nd quarter is over and the real show can start. Currently we lead by one touchdown. It's 14-21 in our favor of course.
We head down to the field and get into position then the lights go off. My smile is so big it hurts but I'm just that excited. The percussion starts their spooky monster under the bed lurking part then we get into the action. Singles, extensions, drop spins, doubles, 45's, carptosses. We do them all. This is a once in a lifetime performance. And I'm a part of it. I feel myself let go and fall in line with what we spent hours practicing. The music fills my ears and my feet dance while my hands spin. I love this feeling I live for it even. Then it all ends and the lights turn back on. For a moment everything is silent besides our harsh breathing.
Then the thunderous applause and whistles. This is the best feeling in the world. We all bow and file off the field while the commentator commentates about it. I lift my head even higher because I'm very proud of us.
As we get back up to the stands Ash jogs over with Carlos.
"That was insanely good" Carlos tells me with wide eyes. I've gotten to know them a lot better and I've been hanging out with their trio a lot. And I mean A LOT. Carlos is like the child of the group but he can be scary when he had to be. Ash just nods along with him completely speechless.
"Did I leave the badboy speechless?" I ask him with a smirk. He narrows his eyes at me but I'm saved because the drum major signals us to do another dance. I grin at him then focus on the dance.
After we're all danced out and the game is over I head to the bus. WE WON. Someone grabs me and pulls me with them. I go to punch but they stop my hand. I look up. It's Ash.
"YOU IDIOT I THOUGHT I WAS BEING KIDNAPPED" I screamed at him.
"But you weren't" he laughed at me. I hit his rock hard chest. "Come on I'm taking you to the party" he tells me.
"Lucky for you I'm wearing my party clothes" I tell him. He looked me up and down and lifted his eye brow.
"You can't wear your performance clothes to the party" he flicks my forehead. I roll my eyes in response and slip it over my head to reveal my clothes.
*leahs clothes*
His jaw drops. I smirk and put my hand to his chin to close it. "Wouldn't want flies to get in" I tell him with a wink.
"Shut up" he says and starts his Jeep. After debating for a solid 10 minutes about what we would listen to we decided on the Jonas Brothers. Because they're great. We sing along. And Ash is horrible. The words fill the car "SO WHAT A MAN GOTTA DO? WHAT A MAN GOTTA DOOO TO BE TOTALLY LOCKED UP BY YOUUU? WHAT A MAN GOTTA SAY..."
We pull up to the house and it's pretty big. It's like Carlos' house size. And there is blazing lights and fog machines and very, obnoxiously loud music. But it's Pitbull so I'm fine with it. This is my first actual party and I'm excited and scared. Ash must've noticed because he squeezed my hand and gave me a reassuring smile.
We walk up to the door and open it. Josh and Carlos are sitting on the couch flirting with... wait no. Is that? HE'S FLIRTING WITH CHRISTINA! I'm not jealous just worried for her because he had serious commitment issues. But she's flirting back because she's had a crush on him for a while. I'm not going to interfere but if he breaks her heart me and Bree will break him. I look over to see Bree and Kailey playing beer pong against Trish and a football player. I think he was the running back.
I head over to watch them and Ash goes to sit with his buddies.
"IN YOUR FACE NOW DRINK IT" Trish yells pretty aggressively at Bree. It looks like Trish is winning because there's only two cups left on Kailey and Brees side. And they both seemed pretty tipsy. They finish the game and Trish and running back win. He handed her his number and then headed out.
"Hey Leah" Kailey smiled lazily at me. "I wanna be a cowboy baby" well apparently she quotes vines while drunk. Bree just looked really mad. That's not good.
"Hey Bree how about you take Kailey home" She glared at me but then turned concerned when she saw Kailey.
"I'll drive y'all are drunk" Trish butts in and takes them to her car.
I walk into the kitchen to get some lemonade because I don't do alcohol. I walk in and ask the guy behind the counter for some without alcohol. He looks at me weirdly but starts to make my drink.
"Leahhh" Ash yells at me from another room so without looking back I go over there.
"What'd you need?" I ask him.
"Don't drink it's bad for you" he warns me.
"I know I was getting lemonade" I tell him with an eye roll.
"Okay" he tells me then talks to Josh again.
"Here you go gorgeous" the bartender tells me. I blush at that. He's pretty hot. I take a sip out of the lemonade and it tastes a bit different but it's probably because I always drink it fresh. I smile and tell him thanks and sit down in a chair in the kitchen and finish the rest of it.
He walks out and sits in the chair next to me.
"How did it taste?" He asks me. Okay this was pretty creepy. Wait did he drug it?! I get up to get away from him but he grabs my arm and my vision goes dark.
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Teen FictionLeah Smith is your average teenage girl. She does sports, has over protective older brothers, and some friends. Ash Miller is the badboy involved in gangs and mafias. They meet, quit a game, and deny their love for each other. But will they end up t...