Margo was a good girl.
but she had a problem.
she was the type of girl who was a people pleaser.
and she always supported lynn in her games. she was a 'yes ma'am'
and once she got the spot light when she made the kick it felt great.
but lynn got jealous.
the events that happen though had them be pals again.

still, she felt like a door mat. maybe that was because so was her mom.
see, she was a house wife and made her dad happy. til he cheated on her.

margo learn that if she was ever going to find someone, he'd have to be a little better. he didn't have to be a prince, or be rich, he just had to be loyal. margo wasn't a push over though, she had a bit of toughness. thanks to hanging out with lynn, and being on the soccer team.

still... she was in a word, lonely. yeah, you gotta stay being a kid, no way in hell was she mature enough to handle a relationship. from 13 to 17 you still develope some shit. and she knew why couples her age broke up, cause ... well, they're stupid kids. to her she knew there was realistic logic. but somewhere, deep inside, like all girls, they want a disney-happy ending.

but that didn't exist. she knew because her mother suffered, and she did too. how or why her dad cheated on mom was still a puzzler. mom cooked, clean, everything a man would ever want. and yet that wasn't good enough.

now margo had two choices in life. become a soccer star, or be a stay at home mother. either way she be happy. so long as her dream boat was happy. it be great if he was supportive in anythings she do. and yet... the old fashion marriage of being a mother and wife had it's thing. sure, girls of her generation would look at her with disgust.

'be a woman, not a slave'

'pleasing men? girls are way past that, margo'

'your not a woman, you support men and continued the legacy of oppressed women'

you'd think she be joking, but thats what some girls told her when she admitted to liking the old fashion life. some women were made to become something. others want to stay at home, to serve and be loved and be taken care of by a real man.

she walked along with her friend lynn. she was chatting it up about the next big game, and how if they win, her parents are gonna take them to poop dawg's gangsta pizza n games.

she listen, but her mind wandered. once they came to lynn's house she followed as lynn offered her a drink. inside it was oddly silent for once. save for lincoln who sat on the chair on his phone.

"take a seat, i'll be back"

margo did just that. and tap her fingers on her knees.

sit. stand, beg.

a voice snuck in her head.

such a good girl eh margo...always listening to others but never breaking free and be independent?

margo didn't like this part of herself. there was always this voice that put her down when she knew deep down it was true. she was after all, a people pleaser. because her mom was a people pleaser... because her mom was... submissive.

"hey, margo."

she turned her head, her dark golden hair swayed when she looked at the white hair boy. he smiled at her and gestured to the phone.

"i know it's old news, but you had one hell of a kick."

she blushed and grinned.

"uhh..thanks?"

lincoln lean forward.

"how'd you do it?"

Margo waved a hand and rolled her eyes.

"it was nothing, i just practice alot."

Lincoln nodded.

"well, keep it up, maybe you'll make it to the big time someday"

Margo shook her head.

"nah, i don't think-"

lincoln cut in.

"no, seriously, you'd be something else if you become world famous!"

margo didn't know what to say..

"okay."

lincoln's face soften.

"..um.. i-i guess i uh...i mean...what i meant to say is-"

he rubbed his neck.

"i think you're great."

Margo blinked and stared at him, she blushed.

"y-you think so?"

lincoln nodded, eagerly.

"t-thanks..."

she didn't know why but her heart was beating fast. what was this? she felt nervous and hot and...her green eyes flickered and stared at the loud boy, who just smiled with that chip tooth of his.

Lynn came in and gave margo a bottled water. margo twist the cap and begin gulping. lynn was talking again but he wasn't really listening this time, her eyes darted to a chillaxed lincoln on his phone.

"..uh... lynn i gotta get going."

she said, as she got up-

"uh okay. but you better watch out for that-"

Margo tripped on a rubber ball, she gasped and fell forward, the bottle of water was out of her hand. it splashed on lincoln who cried out and got out of his chill-position, legs spread. margo's face fell right on lincoln's crotch. her nose pressed firm against it. lincoln cried out a second time. margo lifted her head off, lincoln freezed.

his shirt and pants were covered in spring water, he had his arms up in the air. and margo found herself staring right at his tight jean pants. and could make out the outline of his dick. she blushed red. lynn was laughing hard.

margo pushed herself off of him. and panic and looked at a shocked lincoln, their eyes met.

"sorry! sorry! sorrysorrysorry!"

lynn laughed! her legs kicking as she had a fit of giggles. tongue between her teeth.

"oh man, margo! if you wanted to get down on my brother, just ask, don't leap at him like a horny cat!"

lincoln grump, his face was red as roses and snarled.

"shut up!"

lynn wipe a tear.

"awh common, bro. after that fall out with that taco bitch, margo is the next best thing!"

margo turned, her face and lincoln mimic the same expression.

"shut up!"

they said in unison. but lynn was having a ball and was slapping her knee.

"yo-you two would be...HAHA! i mean.. you might as well! ...hey-hey margo-"

"what?!"

margo barked.

"just follow your nose!"

lynn laughed even harder her face turning beat red and clawing the couch while holding her but with her left arm. margo looked down. she hated it when lynn became such a cunt. and these were those moments when she was. margo got up and huffed, she noticed her yellow shirt was wet too, she gave lincoln a last glance, he stood and muttered and removed his shirt. her heart leap into her throat. he had a belly, but he still had some muscle. and by the grace of god, it was the most beautiful thing she's ever seen. she turned and shoutted out.

"alright, fuck you lynn! see you tomorrow!"

margo left the house speed walking, then running, then jogged. then stopped at a stop sign and lean against it. her eyes wide and her heart still racing.

"oh fuck me..."

she muttered.

"i think i'm in love..."

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to be continued