I examined myself in the mirror one more time before I left. I was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a simple v-neck with
a striped blue and gold cardigan. I figured I might as well represent my team some way, because God knows I was not wearing that freakin' jersey
with these shorts. I shuddered, not even wanting to think about how bad they would clash. I threw on a pair of converse and then
ran a hand through my hair. I curled it a little for tonight so it was a little shorter than usual and came right up to chest. I heard
a horn honk outside and smiled. There was Matt. Not that I liked him or anything, I just really didn't like Riggin's.
"Bye guys!" I yelled as I saw them all huddled up at the window looking out. "Will you quit it!"
Tim was leaning against a beat up old car and I stared it him, mouth a gape.
His football jersey was stretched over his muscular frame, a pair of worn jeans slung low on his hips. I couldn't take my eyes off his arms.
I had a thing for arms; his were long and tan with veins running over them. He stared back at me.
Saracen shrugged from the drivers seat and Smash just smiled, "You've got to be kidding me."
Tim gave me an unamused look as I climbed in the backseat. I felt his eyes on me as I ducked down and climbed in.
I sat down next to Smash and felt squeezed. Riggin's got in the car and put his head against the glass.
"So to what do I owe this company?" I asked Saracen as I leaned forward.
"Well me and Smash were plannin' on pickin' you up and then Rigg's need a ride because his truck isn't workin' so well so I just... sorry."
I heard Tim make a sound from the front and I glared at the back of his head.
"Oh look we're here." I said cheerfully as I climbed through the little space between Tim and Matt and squeezed my way to the door.
I was all over Tim, in his lap, gripping his arm for balance. The works. I smiled inwardly as he groaned and grabbed at his crotch.
"Sorry, I'm just so uncoordinated these days." I said and opened to door, climbing out.
I heard Smash laugh and say, "Ooh man, she got you there."

Tims POV:
"Ooh man, she got you there." Smash said, clapping his big hand on my shoulder.
I let out a grunt and as I tried to catch my breath.
"I. Hate. Her." I said through gritted teeth. I stepped out of the car and ran a hand through my hair.
"Hey Tim!" One of the ralley girls yelled as they ran a hand over my hair.
I nodded to them and then shoved my hands in my pocket. I stared at Casey as she approached the house.
She was pretty much perfect. She was so... hot. I couldn't help but stare at her. She had nice lips, nice hair, and a mighty nice ass.
When she was all over me in the car I couldn't help but feel every part of her. Ugh, I am so frikkin' horny. And I know when
I bang a rally girl tonight I'll probably be thinking about her.

Caseys POV:
"Tim Riggin's keeps looking over here." Julie said.
I tucked my hair behind my ear and pretended like I didn't hear it.
"So what's up with you guys, anyway?" Tyra asked.
"Nothing other than mutual disgust." I muttered as I nibbled at my cupcake.
"Really?" Julie said, "Sounds like sexual tension."
"You know, you guys are funny really." I said, giving them a fake look, "I'll be right back. I'm gonna get some fresh air."
I walked out the door ten minutes before a brick flew through the window of the Taylor's house threatening all Panther players.

Tims POV:
I picked up the brick and examined the letter.
WATCH OUT PANTHERS,
ARNETT MEAD'S GOING TO KILL
YOU GUYS ON FRIDAY!!!!!
I turned in search for Casey. I saw her leave the house a few minutes ago, I thought.
I groaned and then walked up to Tyra and Julie.
"Where's Casey?" I asked, grabbing Julie.
"She went out... for a walk. Oh my God, Tim. Arnett Mead." She said.
"Did she tell you where?" I asked.
"No, just that she needed some fresh air." Tyra said.
"Can I borrow your truck? I'm gonna go look for her." I said, running a hand throuh my hair.
"We'll follow you-"
"Where are you guys going?" Coach asked, "Are you too stupid to read what that brick said."
"To find Casey." I said and grabbed Tyra's arm, leading her outside.
"Wait up guys! Be back coach!" She said and kissed him on the cheek.
"Julie Taylor get back here!" He yelled, "You are not going out there-"
"Dad, I'm with Tim and Tyra, I'll be safe. And besides Casey's my friend, I have to." She said.
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "Alright but you be safe and I want you back here the minute you find her."
"No problem coach." She said as she placed a kiss on his cheek.
"Be safe." He said, gripping Julie's jacket.
"I'll be fine, stop fussing." She groaned and shrugged off his hand.

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