You guys are great. I have never felt so good about my writing. Anyway, the site has been giving me trouble with uploading my work. I'll post as much as I can.
Soccer Field Rory's First Game
Rory sat on the bench as far away from the other spectators as possible. For the most part, the crowd consisted of girlfriends and friends, girls there to see Gino or Tristan, and parents.
Her meetings with Gino that week had gone well and Tristan seemed to have dropped the whole conflict thing.
The first half of the game finished and Rory stood to keep her legs from falling asleep.
"Rory!" Her eyes popped open and she saw Gino calling her from the field. She smiled back at him and gathered her stuff to go and talk with him.
"Hey. You're playing a great game."
He winked at her. "I'm the best. Aren't I?"
She smiled not wanting to reveal who she really thought was the best on the team. "It's about the team work, not who's the best, right?"
He nodded. "You are right milady. I talked to the coach about how you're covering the team and how I thought it'd be a good idea if you sat down here with us to get the full effect."
"That's very sweet of you. I'm not going to be in the way am I?"
"Non (no in Italian), not at all. I'm sure it will be hard for us to keep our focus on the game when there is such a beautiful girl sitting next to us, but I think we can manage for the sake of your newspaper." He opened the gate and took her hand to help her down the bleachers. Rory blushed missing the dirty looks being sent their way by girls and Tristan, but Gino had and reveled in the fact. 'Right where I want the ass.'
Rory sat quietly not wanting to disrupt the whole process. It amazed her that something she had thought to be a waste of time was actually like an art form. Gino pointed out different things for her when he was off the field, which rarely happened. Tristan hadn't left the field at all except for a small water break between quarters. His ability honestly shocked her.
At the end of the game, she walked over to congratulate him on a job well done. "Hey Tristan wait up." He was walking toward the school to shower and change but stopped when he heard her voice calling him.
"What's happening Gilmore?"
She smiled up at him. His hair was soaked with sweat and he had a large smudge of dirt that ran down his cheek. "You were great. I couldn't take my eyes off you."
His heart skipped a beat. He could have followed it up with his normal bit of sarcasm, but for some reason decided against it. "Thanks. That means a lot of me." His eyes locked with hers. When Gino came off the field after having suppressed his adoring fans with a shower of his sweat, he had to say both their names twice before either one of them noticed.
"Sorry to interrupt." He said trying to keep his charm up for Rory. "I was just wondering if you needed a ride home Ror."
"No man, it's alright. I asked Rory here to help me with this Shakespeare thing." He patted Gino on the back just a bit too hard to get his point across.
Gino looked to Rory to confirm what she wanted to do. She was shifting her gaze from Gino to Tristan and back again trying to figure out what was going on. She didn't want to embarrass Tristan, but she didn't want to turn down Gino. In the end, she decided that Tristan probably had his reasons for wanting to talk to her and decided to go with him.
"Actually Tristan and I were going to go over some Shakespeare. Mr. Medina is really tough this year."
Gino half smiled internally knowing that he had lost this portion of the battle. 'But there is no way I'll lose the war.' "OK cool just making sure you had a ride home. We still on for this week?"
"Yeah definitely."
"Bring gym type clothes and sneakers."
Her face became pale. "What??? No, I don't play. I just watch."
He stepped between her and Tristan. "Just do it." He smiled and leaned down placing a small kiss on her cheek. He rose and turned to see Tristan's reaction. He lifted his eyebrows and smiled playfully. "See you on Monday Ror."
Rory turned back to Tristan. "So what was that about?"
He looked down at his cleats that were covered in mud. "Just stuff. I'm gonna go shower and I'll take you home. Don't leave this time."
She grinned widely. "I won't. But I want an explanation."
He ran backward toward the locker room. "Don't worry tulip nose. You'll get one."
Sorry it's short, but I have a ton of school work to do. I'll try and make the next one longer. J
