*side note, 14 as in freshman in highschool, not 14 as in 8th grader

14

Courtneys POV

"URGH!" I shout in anger when the ball misses the net. The Wawanakwa Wildcats girls soccer team we're playing The Muskoka Meerkats, who've been undefeated so far this season. I was lucky to even be on the varsity team, seeing as I was only a freshman.

"Ya know Princess, I don't think getting pissed at the ball is gonna make you any better at soccer." I froze at the voice. I only know one person stupid enough to call me Princess.

"Duncan."

"Aww Princess I'm hurt. I think I deserve a warmer greeting than that, don't you?" He asks teasingly. "Look Duncan, I have a game tomorrow. Why don't you go bother Gwen instead?" I asked already annoyed. Duncan holds his heart in mock-hurt.

I turn around shooting the second ball with the points of my feet hurting my toes, and missing the net by about 20 ft. "FUCK!" I shout angry. How was I suppose to help my team win tomorrow if I couldn't even make a single goal?

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Princess. Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Duncan asks me casually looking through his phone. "Shut up Duncan! Shut up, shut up, shut up!" I yell mad at Duncan for being a jerk and mad at myself for not being able to make a single shot in. "I hate you and I hate this stupid game! Why can't I make goal?!" I say kicking over my water bottle. I sit in the grass, waiting to hear Duncans footsteps walk away from me.

Just as I think he's gotten the hint and will go away my right arm is suddenly in his grasp. "HEY!" I shout as Duncan pulls me to my feet. "What's the big idea! Let me go Duncan!" I shout as he pulls me over to where the rest of the soccer balls are. Duncan doesn't say a word as he places the ball in front of his foot. He casually walks back about 6 feet, then runs towards the ball, kicking it full force into the net.

I stand there shocked. Since when is Duncan good at soccer? I ask myself. He's never played, not that I know of. He hates doing anything that involves school, including clubs and sports.

"Close your mouth Princess you'll catch flies."

"Don't call me Princess." I murmur to surprised to speak any louder than that. "How'd you do that?" I question him. "I use to take soccer up until I was 10, But me and my brothers still play all the time." He says as he runs to get the balls we've kicked back from the other side of the field.

"I can show you how to kick the ball the right way." He says coming back from retrieving the balls, "...I mean if you want." He says suddenly looking unsure of himself.

Do I want help from Duncan? He's loud, obnoxious, always calling me Princess and will most likely annoy me the entire time...But then again, he did get the ball in on the first try while I couldn't get one shot in all afternoon.

"...Alright Duncan." I say tentatively. "Awww don't get too excited there Princess." He smirks getting his confidence back in a snap.

"Okay the first thing you need to change is your foot position." He says, "You're kicking the ball with your toes, when you should be kicking it with the side of your foot. You get more control that way."

I do as Duncan instructs getting ready to shoot the ball when, I'm suddenly pulled back yet again by Duncan. "Duncan you could just as easily say, 'Hey Courtney wait'" I sigh "Well you didn't exactly let me finish telling you why you can't make a goal." He says in mock-innocence. "For your information, I am perfectly able to make a goal, thank-you very much!" I huff annoyed.

"Whatever you say. Now as I was saying, you need to pay attention to your planter foot. Point your planter foot in the direction you want the ball to go. If you want the ball to travel to the left, put your planter foot slightly to the left. If you want the ball to travel to the right, put your planter foot slightly to the right. If you want the ball to travel straight ahead, put your planter foot facing forward. Ya got it Princess?" He says.

"Actually, ya I do. Wow. Thanks Duncan." I say, amazed I actually understood what he was going on about. "Don't thank me until you've made a goal. Let's see you put my advise in action." He tells me, taking a few steps back, to give me room for my kick. "O-okay." I say slightly nervous.

I walk backwards a little bit to give me room for the kick.

I sprint towards the ball, my lifting up and turning to the side when I'm clode enough. I turn my planter foot towards the left and give a good kick. I watch in awe as the ball flies across the field and into the net.

"I did it!" I shout jumping around in excitement. Duncan walks toward me a smile on his face, "I knew you could Princess." He says grabbing me in a side hug, "After all I am an amazing teacher." He smirks. "Whatever...Thanks." I says blushing not use to saying it.

"What was that Princess? I didn't quite catch that." Duncan teases "You know what I was trying to be nice, but forget it!" I say turning to walk away. "eep!" I squeak as Duncan pulls me back, wrapping his arms around me in a hug."You're welcome Princess." He murmurs into my hair. My face turns a deep red from embarrassment.

What is he doing? I think to myself. I can't even move, my feet won't listen as they stay glued to their spot.

Duncan slowly, but surely, pulls back slightly to look down at me. I stare into his teal eyes. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I ask in a breathless whisper, afraid to speak any louder, as if someone was listening. "Because you're beautiful." He says honestly. I blush at his response not sure what to say to that. Duncan slowly starts to lean in. is he gonna kiss me?

Every inch of me is screaming to turn away to run and never come back. But my body won't move. Can't move. All I can do is stand there as he leans in. Suddenly my eyes are closed and I'm excited. I want Him to kiss me.

His breath is on my face.

His hair is tickling my forehead.

I wait.

And wait.

And Wait.

His lips never come.

I slowly open my eyes and he's just staring at me, with the tips of his ears bright pink, and I'm pretty sure it's not from the cold. He slowly untangles himself from me. When did I wrap my arms around his neck? "uuuuuhhhhhh…..Bye Duncan!" I squeak out grabbing my bag and running as fast as I can. Was Duncan really about to kiss me? Why didn't he?

I suddenly get a strange feeling in my stomach, and it's not until I'm standing on my front porch that I realize the feeling in my stomach is disappointment.

YES I FINISHED IN 15 MINUTES TO 12:00 YAAAAAY! Okay I'm gonna have a new chapter up tomorrow for sure thanks for reading