So this is my second time posting this, because I wanted to edit it a second time. I may even do it a third time if I don't like it. My writing has been getting pretty bland lately. AP Lit & Comp is killing me.
I guess I should elaborate on this story a bit. This is the story of some field-hockey players who...well, you get the gist of it. I think this'll be fun!
Watch out for color motifs this time around ;) and enjoy the adventures of my girls.
This is the perfect opportunity, Carson thought. She smirked as she stared at the groaning sewage pipe that was starting to deteriorate under pressure. She swung her field hockey stick around in her hand several times like a baton before throwing it into the air and catching it expertly. She looked to her left, catching her best friend's eye and exchanging smirks.
Edie too was eying the pipe hungrily. Carson was proud to call the beautiful Latina her partner in crime. Edie was cracking her leather glove clad hands, her bare fingers flexing, rather than twisting her straightened dark hair in her finger and popping gum, much like Terri and Alexis were.
Carson glanced to the two blonde bombshells. They were staring in their signature flirty manner towards the boys soccer team. Terri was fluttering her long eyelashes. Alexis was doing the same, winking from time to time. They were almost identical, down to their blonde haired and blue eyed looks to their designer outfits and their big lip glossed smiles.
Carson rolled her eyes and looked to her right. Ari had her head turned to the side slightly, her dark curly hair blowing slightly in the Wisconsin wind. Her large brown orbs were blinking. Carson could read her like a book; she was wondering why Carson and Edie kept smirking at each other; she was wondering what the heck was going on. Ari looked smaller than she was in her slightly-too big fockey uniform, but her innocent looks were deceiving. Ari was an unpredictable beast on the field; and one of the fastest girls that Carson knew. Her blank and yellow uniform was a blur when she saw an open spot to get possession.
At the end of the line, shifting uncomfortably was Emily. Tiny and blonde, she was the only one of the group not carrying a field hockey bag besides Alexis. She'd stepped out after her disastrous tryout for the reserve team in which Carson had gone after some girl who'd laughed at her after Emily had swung and missed. Alexis simply refused because she didn't want to risk breaking a nail. Terri was afraid of the same thing, but in seventh grade, after her favorite TV show was canceled and her favorite shampoo recalled, her therapist had advised her to channel her rage into sports. Therefore, while Carson, Edie, Ari and Terri practically took over the varsity team, Emily and Alexis acted as cheerleaders. Or at least Emily did; Alexis mostly shouted criticisms. Smart as she was, Emily was probably figuring out when exactly she should run to avoid trouble. She was probably thinking about how reckless Carson was to pull a stunt like this. But Carson, as always, had a backup plan.
"Hello, ladies!"
And here they were. Carson turned to smile widely at the Gonzalez brothers; Edie's three older brothers, the idiots who were their getaway car to safety. Michael, Edie's twin, was jogging off of the soccer field, bag in hand, his large curls bouncing and blowing in the wind; Milo, a senior, the first runner from the cross country team to return, was walking toward them, running a hand through his short cropped black hair and glancing at the cheerleaders; and Al, the oldest and a returning college freshman, honked the horn to the family van. Since they all lived within walking distance of each other, he took the entire group home.
Carson smirked again. "Hey Milo!" As nerdy as his name sounded, Milo was a player. He knew he was handsome and he took advantage of that. Carson jerked her head over to the cheerleading team. "Marcia Phillips was talking about asking you out." Milo's brown eyes lit up excitedly and he whipped his head over to the team. As if planned, Marcia was looking straight at him and winked. He rubbed his hands together excitedly. "I think I'll save her the trouble!" He dropped his bag at Carson's feet and ran toward the cheerleaders.
Michael looked at Carson, one eyebrow raised. "She hasn't said a word, has she?"
"No, but it's working perfectly. Look!" Edie pointed. Milo was leaning up against the bleachers while talking to Marcia. Alexis scowled. "What's the plan, Car?"
Carson stuck her chin out. "We're going to show them what happens when you mess with my buds."
"Tell us how we can help," Al said, smirking. Michael shook his head. "Seriously, how did you get to be the oldest? This is a bad idea."
"You're no fun, little brother." Carson jerked her head to the team. "Just stand there. A little pressure will help that pipe blow." The two nodded and walked toward the cheerleaders, Michael more reluctant than Al.
"And now…?" Carson whipped out her stick and slammed it onto the pipe before turning and fleeing. They threw themselves behind the van as the pipe exploded violently, spewing garbage over the entire football field- and over the cheerleaders.
The group burst into laughter at the sound of shrieks filled the air. They stopped laughing after breathing in the smell. "Ugh, let's ditch." Edie climbed into the van and Carson climbed into the front seat.
"WHO DID THIS?" the head cheerleader screamed. She looked wildly around until her eyes fell on Milo. "YOU! YOU CAUSED THIS!"
"No! I didn't I swear! It was-" he looked around to his brothers for help. Carson laughed from inside the car.
"GET THEM!" Edie toppled over laughing as her brothers ran by as fast as they could. She and Carson high-fived as the boys ran by, shaking their fists at the car.
"What exactly was the point of letting them take the fall for us?" Emily said quietly. Alexis turned to look at her.
"Killing two birds with one stone. Getting back at the cheerleaders for kicking me off of the team because I wanted to do drama club-"
"-And getting back at the guys for planting stink bombs into our tent during our last camping trip." Terri sniffed.
"We never should have even gone camping. It's gross."
"First of all-" Carson raised her voice as she turned the car on, desperate to get away from the stench. "It wasn't camping. We were in Edie's backyard. Secondly, if anything, we were stupid to not go to somebody else's backyard. We should've known they were going to do something."
"Thirdly," Edie continued. "If it's such an issue for you, why did you come?" Alexis rolled her eyes and continued filing her nails. "Whatever. Let's go." Carson chuckled and put the car in drive. She was about to pull out when a sharp rapping on the window stopped her. She turned and felt her stomach drop.
"I should have known it was you, Carson. Your stench was all over the field."
Edie glared at the man. "I thought that was you-" Carson smacked her and shot the principal a fake smile. "Oh, hiya, Mr. DeMaura. What's shakin'?"
The man didn't crack a smile. "My office. All of you."
Til next time, friends!
