Stella watched Flora run through a drill as Helia gazed, mesmerized by her. Stella smiled. He had a way of admiring her, even when they were drenched in sweat. Stella looked up at the sky and immediately regretted it. She looked down and clenched her eyes shut after being blinded by the white sun. Bloom ran through the drill and immediately began having trouble. As she was finishing by Stella, she tumbled forward and slammed into her. They piled to the floor, Bloom on top of the blonde. Stella screamed in pain and looked down at her leg. Bloom's cleat tore her calf open. She jumped up and began to hop to the water cooler.
"Stella I'm so sorry!" Bloom cried out, guilt pitting her stomach.
Stella howled in pain as blood collected on the metal bench. She whimpered looking at her wound. A five inch slice made walking impossible from the stinging sensation.
Stella felt someone lift her up effortlessly and start in a slow jog. "Brandon?" She looked up to him.
He looked at her with sympathy. "Lets get you to a first aid kit." He smiled and trotted with her bridal style to a cabin. He used his foot to open the door and he sat her on a neatly made bed. He squatted and began to rip off the sleeve of his shirt. He wrapped the cloth around her calf and she smiled.
"You didn't have to ruin your shirt. I could've waited." She smiled.
"I couldn't." He looked up into her amber lit eyes.
"Couldn't wait?" She teased him, pursing her lips. He stood up instantly and blushed. He retrieved a first aid kit from the closet and sat back down on the floor by her feet. He pried her cleat off and she warned him. "Caution. I don't wash my cleats. Ever." She taunted.
He chuckled and smiled up to her, "I live with 3 brothers. Smells don't faze me anymore." He pulled her sock off and laid it next to her bloody cleat. He lifted a wet towel to her leg, washing away the surface blood. She grimaced at the pain of her laceration being tugged around under the reddening towel. He pulled out sanitation wipes and prepared her for the sting.
"3...2...1..." He pushed the wipe to her cut and she yelped.
"Holy mother of fucking GOD." She growled. Brandon laughed. "Hey now, watch your mouth young lady." He chuckled.
Brandon watched her cut bubble and scanned Stella's expression.
"You might need stitches.." He confessed to her nervously. He watched the pink drain from her face.
"What. no. no. no. no." She begged. He shook his head and smirked, "It's pretty deep."
He stood up and walked over to an even bigger box with a red cross attached to the front. "Look away for 5 minutes."
Stella laid back and folded his arms over her eyes. She felt him fiddle with her leg and she thanked Jesus that she shaved the night before. Stella grimaced as she felt her skin being tugged in different directions, but she wasn't sure why.
"Okay, you're laced up." He smiled and scooted away.
"What!" She jumped up, "NO!" She felt a wave of panic. She looked down at her sutured up leg; he used dissolvable stitches so her leg was together again but without the permanence of stitches. She sunk down to the floor with him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Thank you so much." She mumbled and clung to him.
"Stella.." He started. She blushed and nodded, "Yeah..."
"You smell so bad right now." He began to laugh and Stella bursted out into a loud cackle.
"COME SMELL ME!" She hobbled around the room chasing him in a giggling rage.
Stella began to put weight on her leg as she walked through the door of her cabin.
"Stella!" Bloom hopped down from her bed. "I'm so sorry!" She said with sympathetic eyes. "I can't believe I was so careless." She whimpered and embraced Stella closely.
"Bloom, it's no big deal. It was a pure accident." She embraced Bloom back. Stella looked at Flora who was smitten over an anonymous bunch of daisies that lay on her bed next to her.
Roy walked in quickly and waved, "How are my favorite soccer sluts?" He giggled and Musa latched onto his side.
"Good now that you're here." She was giddy for a guy who secretly wore a rainbow jersey.
"Well, Coach Faragonda wanted me to tell you that she's enacting a strict bed time policy. 8'o'clock. Butts in bed." He said to them with a reluctant tone. The girls groaned and Stella rolled on the floor.
"Noooooooooooooooooooo." She grunted. Roy sat down next to her, "No more dirty dancing with my best friend." He traced a fake tear down his cheek and she giggled. Stella sat up and glanced at her phone.
"Wow. It's already 7?" She said, shocked that her walk back to her room took her over half and hour. Brandon offered to carry her but she demanded the independence to escort herself.
She strolled over to her bag and stripped out of her wet clothes, drenched from sweat. The other girls exchanged glances because of Roy's presence. Roy stood up and gargled. "Stella, you have the nicest booty and all but you're taking advantage of your gay friend now." He rolled his tongue and waved his arms as he walked out of the room. He laughed and turned, "See you tomorrow ladies!" He called. Musa's mouth gaped open.
"God Dammit." She mumbled. Stella smiled and slipped into her robe. She limped to the showers and washed away all of the remaining musty sweat that clung to her body. After returning to her cabin, Stella pulled on a white sundress and shoved her feet into her flip-flops.
"I'm gonna go take a quick walk." She turned and left the room. The girls stared at her, confused at her rashness.
"Stella, your leg was just split open!" Flora called. Stella just wanted to get her range of motion back. She began her walk on her basic trail. She pointed her foot, flexing her stitches. She grimaced but continued walking. She made it a mile down the beach and realized the sun was gone for over 30 minutes.
From behind her, she gained the consciousness that someone was there. She quickly turned and Brandon lifted her up into his arms.
"Keep off of your leg dammit!" He cradled her. "My little energizer bunny." He smiled.
Stella found it surprising that she didn't melt into pudding and seep through his thick, toned arms right there. She wrapped her arms around his neck and grinned, "My big stalker," She nuzzled into his shoulder, laughing at her own tease.
He chuckled, "Well, you little brat. You're supposed to be inside." He dictated. "It's 8:34!" He said glancing at his running watch. He was shirtless again and she felt her cool skin touching his warmth. He walked back to where the rocks mixed with the dunes and sat down, placing her in his lap.
She combed her hair to he side and smiled at him. He traced his hand across her cheek and paused when his thumb made it to her lips. He pressed her bottom lip and stared at her.
Stella let her instincts take over. She leaned in and kissed him. His kiss was so warm and soft. She inhaled as he reconnected for another kiss. Stella put her hands on the sides of his face and kissed her passionately. He grabbed her arms and pulled her into him. "Stella," He murmured.
She pulled away and smiled, "Shhh."
Whoop whoop. Hope you enjoyed! Read&Review?(:
I've decided to make a mature extension to this chapter. It will be posted under my story called "Collection of StellaxBrandon One Shots." (18+)
well, not really. if you are mature enough to read about promiscuity, be my guest.
Okay, and please tell me I'm not the only one who looks back on the stories that you wrote 2-3 years ago and want to bury yourself into a hole? Ever since I took AP, my writing style has morphed. I literally want to delete everything I wrote in 2010-2011. Dear God.