Chapter 11

"Hey"

"Hey?" we were so similar sometimes it was scary.

"Come here" I moved over so that we could talk as my Mom got up and went into the kitchen.

"What's wrong Masen?"

"Nothing, how are things with Kebi?"

She sighed heavily "Ok, I guess. Things were better when no one knew. Like we couldn't be affectionate because we were a secret. Now she chooses not to be affectionate and its hurtful. I asked her about it and she's like 'oh I just have to get used to it'. Yeah, whatever."

I shook my head at the situation. I was liking Kebi less and less.

"She is really getting on my nerves."

She huffed in response "What did she do now?"

"She keeps running her mouth from Makenna to Angela."

"I'll talk to her. She's a gossip and sometimes doesn't realized she is the drama. "

"Hmm, well have you explored your other options because I think you could do better."

"Wha? Like who? There isn't anyone else at school and I am not meeting anyone online. But if I'm being honest we probably do need a break."

"What about that sophomore girl?" I could've sworn there was a couple other gay girls at our school.

She rolled her eyes at the thought. "She dresses like a boy. If I wanted a boy I would be with a boy. I like for my woman to look like a woman."

"Ha! You got a point, I guess." I love her! "I like my woman to look like woman too!" I laughed as I simulated motor boating boobs in my face.

"You are an idiot! So, Angela, how is she?"

"Great, now, we're going to prom together." I grinned. "I happy that she is giving me a chance."

"Yeah I like her too, we met back months ago. When she started school. She said she had a boyfriend back in Florida. Ha! I guess they broke up." Hmm, that was interesting, although we never really talked about her past. She already knew about mine because it was everywhere, I was shocked to find out that she had a boyfriend when she moved here.

"Shit, you didn't know that! Damn now I am the one spreading gossip. I'm sorry."

"No, Its fine. I don't care if she had a boyfriend. We walked about our past… more I talked about my past and she just kind of nodded and didn't say much. I figured she didn't have much to tell but its fine." Yeah, its fine.

I just wonder why she didn't tell me when we talked about it. I told her it was fine again and went upstairs and took a shower.

I decided not to ask about the ex. If she wanted me to know then she would've told me. Maybe he broke her heart maybe she broke his. Who knows? Not me…

Throughout the rest of the week we were more affectionate and she didn't care who had anything to say about it. We still hadn't kissed and I was slowly breaking down. I didn't NEED to have sex I just needed to touch her, in a way she will allow. It's hard to explain.

Makenna and Jamie backed off when they saw that whatever their plan was didn't work. This weekend was our big Nationals Game in Indiana. The team was pumped up and annoyingly excited. I on the other hand wasn't looking forward to it.

I was happy to be playing my last game of my high school career I just didn't want to spend the weekend away from Angela. I'm a pussy I know.

My whole damn family, was coming. Well, damn near Grandma E and Grandpa Carlisle, Grandpa Charlie, Uncle Emmett, Uncle Jasper and JJ, and everyone I live with.

I rode with my Dad on the plane with our team mates. Everyone else will come in tomorrow before the game.

I was trying to sleep when my Dad nudged me. "So bud, what's wrong? I thought you would be like Randall back there hooting and hollering"

"I don't know Dad; I wasn't really looking forward to being out of town this weekend. I'm excited for the game but I don't know."

He side eyed me then huffed. "Not again."

"What?"

"Masen, I thought I asked you to slow down with the girls, man."

"I am! Angela and I haven't even kissed. I promise."

He shook his head. "I didn't just mean physically, I meant emotionally too. Just take your time Masen, I'm serious."

I huffed but didn't respond. I thought I was taking it slow with Angela. Even though she is all I can think about almost all the time. We weren't crossing any lines…yet.

"I do really like her Dad. I'm not going to act like I don't."

"Whatever Mase. "He put his headphones in and closed his eyes. I turned my body towards the window and did the same.

I didn't understand what his problem was and I really didn't care.

We landed in Indianapolis after a long 6-hour flight. I went to the bathroom before I met my Dad and team at baggage claim. As my Dad said they were all hyped up and I joked along with them to appease him.

We had a strict 7:30pm curfew like little kids, it's not like there was anything to do here anyway. So after we took a tour of the University stadium and went out to eat, we will went to our rooms. Before I went to sleep I checked my phone to find a picture.

It was a perfect picture.

An image that will live in the spank banks of my mind until the day I die.

It was of Angela, she was in a dress store and she was wearing this dress. Lord have mercy on my soul, this dress.

It was a shimmery grey white colored corset type of top, where her boobs were pushed up at the top. It was tight down don't to her hips then flared out. There was a slit that went up to her mid-thigh. The dress had a green trim around the seams and a sash under her boobs with a bow in the back.

I instantly sent her a facetime request.

She smiling face popped up on my screen. "Hi" She waved at me.

"Hi? Are you trying to drive me crazy? You can't wear that to prom?" I said seriously.

She giggled and narrowed her eyes in defiance. "Why can't I? You're not my Dad." She smirked as she spoke. She was a vixen!

"I'm sure neither of them would be happy with you wearing that if they could read my mind." Out of the side of my eye I could see my Dad shake his head from his spot on his bed.

"Hi, Masen." I could hear her mother in the background as they both laughed out loud at my honesty. Then I heard my Dad laugh.

"Hey, Mrs. Marks" I said only slightly embarrassed. "Were is Mr. Marks?" I asked because I'm sure he wouldn't let this dress fly if he'd seen it.

Angela rolled her eyes. "He's at home where he should be. So you don't like this dress. It's my favorite one I've tried on."

"Let me see it again…" I said but I'm sure my face gave away my intentions because she laughed as she spun in the mirror after she flipped the camera outward. I shook my head as I let out a whistle. "Nope I hate it."

"Why?" I raised an eyebrow and smirked at her, she knew that I couldn't say what I wanted with her mom right there. "Pandejo!" I laughed out loud! She is always calling me curse words I don't understand.

"Angela!"

"Sorry…" she said to her Mom but kept looking at me.

"Ha!" I barked. She flipped me the bird. I smirked again. This was the most suggestive I've been but I wasn't getting rejected per-say. Which was a good thing, hopefully I could at least get to second base on prom night.

After declaring that this was dress she was going with she wished me good luck in the game and we said our good byes. I looked at that picture until I went to sleep wishing I wasn't sharing a room….

We had access to the field at 6:00 AM this morning and Coach made sure we were all there. My Dad along with the other parents who came along sat in the stands while we practiced.

We got familiar with the field then we all went out to eat.

It was a great day. We were all ready to for the game. As we walked in the stands were full. I couldn't find my Family when I scanned for them but I knew there were here.

We were at the end of the second quarter and down 2-4 to a school form Pennsylvania. The played dirty there middie kept checking me and talking shit. He had gotten into my head and it was completely fucking up my game.

I ended up getting into a shoveling match at the two minute when the fucker said I didn't deserve my scholarships. Before the ref could box me coach benched me.

I was fuming. As we walked into the locker room for a half time break I was stopped by my coach.

"what's going on Masen? I have never seen you react like this."

"I'm sorry coach he got into my head. It won't happen again."

"I sure hope not because you don't want to look bad in your last game. You have carried this team on your back for the last four years. I know it's a lot of pressure but don't drop us now." I looked into his eyes and I saw that he was relying on me.

I nodded and pulled my head out my ass. My team needed me and I wasn't going out like this.

When I walked into the locker room I got everyone's attention.

"Hey! I just want to say that I apologize, my head was not in the game when we got here but I got you guys now! You're my brothers and got you! Let's go show these pussies how we fuck!" They all yelled in agreement and my coach palmed his head and shook his head as he tried not to laugh.

As the game started I could hear a section of the audience chanting my name after I scored. I scanned again and found my family and to my surprise Angela. I smiled as I pointed up at her, she'd been to my games before we started dating but now I knew she was here.

I fucking killed after that. The game ended 10-4 we never let them bitches score again.

After the game the team went out to eat along with all of our families. Adults at one table and students at another. Angela sat next to me and I couldn't keep my hands off her.

My Mom asked Carlie to call to see if she wanted to come since Grandpa Carlisle had emergency surgery to perform. I was so fucking happy to see her.

I was also unhappy to see that Makenna had come in support of Peter as well. She was on good behavior at the moment so I didn't dwell on her presences.

Before our food had come I pulled Angela outside for a private moment.

"I am so happy you came!" I said as I pulled her body in close and kissed her hand.

Her breath hitched, which a first for her. She always held her composure when I touched her. "I am happy I came too. Your family is awesome."

"I wish I could've introduced you to them all myself. I hope they didn't do anything too embarrassing."

"Ha! They did but you won't know until you piss me off." There she goes. I could admit that I was falling for her. I'm my Dad is gonna shit a brick but I could care less.

I rubbed her back to heat her up, being that is was still chilly in Indiana. "Angela?"

"Hmm" I felt her hmm through my chest where her head was.

"Can I please kiss you?" I felt corny asking but I didn't want to fuck anything up. She nodded and closed her eyes as she lifted her head towards me.

I placed my lips on her soft supple ones and what started as a peck turned into a make out session right in public for all to see. I was leaning against the side of the building and her hands were playing in my shoulder length hair.

"Mas… eww! Come on guys your food is here." Anthony said as he went back into the restaurant. We pulled away from each other but knew in that moment things had changed.

We traveled back home all together the next morning. I kept her hand in mine and I didn't care who had something to say about. They did, family and friends alike but whatever, they couldn't slap the smile off my face.

I couldn't wait for prom now! It's going to be a good night!