TWICE IN ONE DAY!? WHAT!? Guys I'm getting good at this, this is a one time only event yo! Lol
Oh what a night. What a night! Just kidding, it wasn't night yet, but it was Friday. The big football game was happening… I think? I cheered for Alfred, since he was some vague part of the team but not a water boy and only spends half the time on the bench. At least that's why I came here? The sun was setting and all that happened was instead of me facing my fears, going into the public, and cheering while making new friends I only ended up being pushed around because I was so invisible. On top of that I only ended up having people sweat on me and throw junk at me thinking I was just a space… is that gum!? Did someone really just stick gum in my hair!?
"Sack! Sack! SACK! THAT'S MY NUTS IN YOUR FACE!"
Who was that? How was he louder than everyone else here?
"Knock him down… Knock him down… Knock him down… NOW STEP ON HIS HEAD!"
I turned around to see Gilbert Beilschmidt screaming his brains out the most insane profanities. He looks good all bundled up, I wonder if he would be nice and let me bundle up with him? Yeah~ #Blanketlife. I decided I would swagger over their, change my fate.
"WHY DO YOU HATE US," he called out to someone across the field flipping him off.
"Oh, hey Birdie, come over here and help me put this guy to shame."
"I told you I don't like being called that."
"Look at this punk. So not awesome- OH WHAT!? YO REF! GET ON YOUR KNEES, YOU'RE BLOWING THE GAME!"
The ref spit his drink and the guy across the field did a happy dance.
"Yo, teach I-"
"Here kid have a swig."
"What is this?"
"Liquid confidence."
Don't tell me he was drunk already?
"Yo, Gilbert? I'm sixteen?"
He laughed, "Kesesesese that an invite?"
"I said sixteen. Dude, maybe you should lay off?"
"Come on, people always drink at football games."
"This one is run by the school, you'll be fired."
He scoffed, "I didn't even want to be a teacher."
"I know," I sighed.
"I wanted to build rockets," he got up in my face and then his head rested on my shoulder, "you're warm."
I froze. OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG, hold your breath Matthew or you might scream in sheer fan girl who is a boy delight. He just started grinning and laughing that strange laugh.
"Saw that one in a movie, kesesese," he then proceeded to fall over face first into the crowds below him. It wasn't as bad as it sounded, they ended up treating him like a crowd surfer and he made his way back and forth all through the bleachers by way of "the wave."
I didn't get to really hang out with him like I thought I would… but… I pulled out my phone from my sleeve and watched the video I took of our exchange as well as film him crowd surfing. I'll make up for lost time when I'm doing the Charleston to get his sexual attentions like a puffed out pimp daddy turkey!
I know, it's short, but this is a same day update. Lol please review!