MajorDanger productions presents:
Fearless.
Chapter 1: Flashback.
For some it was that long blonde wavy hair, others it was those hazel entrancing eyes, but for Christopher it was the shirt, that's what caught his eyes.
"Bold," he chuckled as he walked up behind her. He hadn't met the new girl yet but Christopher was a natural flirt, plus something had to be said about that shirt. I mean the girls at school were dying to tell her that you don't wear neon in San Diego.
"Excuse me?" She didn't even turn from her locker to acknowledge him.
"That shirt is uh wow. You sort of live in California now, fashion happens to be everything here but you've got some radiating team spirit," he laughed.
She turned and gave him the once over the look while shutting her locker door, "your-."
"Christopher Gray yeah I know, I'm actually a pretty big deal but I'm just trying to fit in my last three years of high school in, I'm just like all the other guys here well except that I have a rocking body and a voice that can win Grammies," Christopher gloated.
"You're actually in my way Christian," she laughed as she brushed her way by him.
Christopher's cocky smile fell. This rejection was new to him; he was used to girls throwing themselves at him, literally.
"What was that?" He asked but she was already half way down the hallway. He watched her, with that neon orange soccer jersey that read fearless on the back and the number nine in a bold white font. He didn't even know her name but he knew what he'd call her…Fearless.