so I put my hand around her waist. Chapter 1
AN: Here is chapter 3. I don't usually like to do this but here's a look into Josh's POV
Reed's POV
I opened my eyes and stared into the mos gorgeous blue eyes I had ever seen on the face of an angel. Was I dead? No that wasn't possible, the ball didn't have nearly enough force to kill me. But then how was I staring into the face of an angel? I snapped back into reality when I saw other faces surrounding me, I then realised I was lying on the ground. In the middle of campus. Surrounded by my new classmates!
Josh's POV
I felt like an idiot. How had I managed to her when I had TRIED to throw the ball to Thomas? Normally I would never be able to throw that far. Of course the one time I didn't WANT to throw it that far that's where it goes. I'll certainly never a football star. And I'll always play outfield in baseball. Never will I pitch.
I looked over and the girl I had hit hadn't gotten up. I hoped I hadn't hurt her. I sprinted over to where a small crowd had gathered around her. I knelt down beside her to make sure she wasn't unconscious. That would be bad. As I looked her over her eyes fluttered open. She just lay there for a moment, staring at me. Our eyes locked for a mere second before she looked away, blushing. The crowd backed off as she stood up slowly. She looked a little wobbly so I put my hand around her waist to help steady her. She picked up all her things murmuring a quick "Thank you" before walking away quickly. I couldn't just let her leave. I had no idea why but I refused to let her leave before at least knowing her name. "Josh!" I yelled in her direction. IDIOT!! I thought to myself. what happened to the I'm? I asked myself. She turned and gave me a strange look. "My name." I stuttered "It's Josh." She seemed to understand
"I'm Reed. I'm sorry, but I have to go. I need to go find my dorm." she said awkwardly.
As she raced away, clearly embarrassed, I was tempted to go after her and help her, but by the time I worked up the nerve, he was gone.
I started to walk toward Ketlar, not in the mood for football anymore. I saw a schedule on the ground. I was hoping it was Reed's so I'd have a chance to see her again. I read the name at the top. Reed Brennan SCORE! She's in Bradwell. Sweet! This has her room number too. I quickly scribbled down her room number. We would see eachother again, even if it ment me showing up at her door.