After the big match, Abby decided to tell Kenya she was just not good enough for the team. The leader could not agree more after watching her plans to defeat a bunch of kids thrown away.
All the team should've helped, but Abby just stood there, not knowing what to do. She accidentally let the kids that ruined Kenya's plans into the school.
With her schedule cleared, that day after classes she could relax with a magazine in her hands and some old hip-hop songs. At the end of her third song, a defeated Nigel appeared next to her, holding his right shoulder.
"You okay?" She asked refusing to take her headphones off or lift her eyes to see her friend.
"Those stupid football jerks. I'll be glad when they win the next match, so they will be off far away for the finals."
Abby chuckled.
Nigel cleared his throat.
"Abby. Are you aware that for the teenagers we seem kind of... Like you and I seem to be... That we share some sort of affection...?"
"You mean that everyone thinks we're dating?" She spoke monotonously, still attached to her magazine and her songs, but that didn't stop her to notice the light blush on Nigel's cheeks.
"Yes. I've been thinking and for the effect of trust and infiltration, I suggest it's best for us to pretend said relationship."
"Okay."
He didn't expect less from his partner, but he certainly expected much more.
"Just to be clear, we do not have to change our habits, words, or actions. If the teenagers already think we share that kind of bond..."
"Alright."
What could she be reading or listening to that was so important?
"Well", he cleared his throat "since we're playing along, I think we should make it more realistic."
"What do you mean?" Abby raised an eyebrow stopping her reading for the first time.
"I've observed you spend quite some time with Joseph."
"You mean Joel?"
"You love to say his name, don't you?" He couldn't help to cross his arms in front of his chest, not noticing the annoyance in his words.
"He's the captain of the team. Even you talk to him. You know we must be close- Same goes with that girl, Kenya."
"Is that so, Abigail?"
Abby removed her headphones, closed her magazine, and turned to face her leader with a wide smile.
"Nigel Uno, are you jealous?"
The question took him by surprise.
Was he? He shook his head and pretend to investigate the zone in a quick view to avoid Abby's eyes.
"M-Me? Jealous!? Don't be ridiculous" he could find the girl's eyes but he quickly turned his face to the sky. "If we're pretending we have to convince everyone."
Abby chuckled. "Whatever you say... Nigie."
The name made a refreshing goosebump run down his back, taking all the words away.
"Is there something else Abby should know to be your girlfriend?" She leaned over the table, so she could appreciate Nigel's deep blue eyes.
"Uhm. Yes. No. I'll-I'll let you know"
"Good. Relax, boss."
"I-I'm relaxed!"
"Right" she laughed "I'll be heading back home. Ya comin'?"
"Hmmp... I asked Joel to teach me the proper way to pass the ball."
"Since when are you interested?" She raised an eyebrow.
"I am not."
At the sound of Abby's laugh, Nigel groaned with a smile, ignoring the fact that he didn't have to be with Joel anymore.
"Well say hello to Joel for me".
Nigel rolled his eyes at the phrase.
"See ya later, sweetie" The girl leaned to reach Nigel's cheek, where she softly pressed her lips and then rubbed her nose against his ear.
It had been a while since the last time Nigel felt a sincere kiss.
