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I mouthed the word “What” to herShe handed me a piece of pink paper, we always passed notes in class. We were best friends and that's what bestfriends did when they couldn't talk to each other, we always had to stay in communication with each other, especially when we were not allowed phones in class, we had gotten our phones confiscated multiple times before.I took the note and unfolded it.I'm bored, wanna play dare? -KatieDare was a game we played whenever we got bored, like truth or dare but. Most everyone on the team showed up early for dinner. The hotel staff was ready for us and let us start eating five minutes ahead of schedule. They also were prepared for a horde of hungry football players. Dinner was Italian themed. They had salad, antipasto, stuffed shells, spaghetti, lasagna, garlic bread, penne bolognaise and more. We devoured everything they put out. It was excellent.Coach Burton had a team meeting after dinner. He reviewed our schedule for the next ten days. He reviewed. I stopped and thought. Do I really want to go back there? To the still nameless man who wanked off over me this morning? I realised I did. I wanted to show him the outfit he’d given me, and gauge his reaction. This time, when the buzzer sounded as I opened the door, I was ready for it. I looked over at the counter and there he was. He had just glanced up from a magazine, when he did a double take. I smiled and walked over to him. He gulped, then started, “Hello.” “Hi.” He looked me up and down,. I have to start all of our conversations. He seems worried about his sister Sarah. Always talking about her. If I didn't know better I would think he cared about her." She's his sister. Why shouldn't he care about her?" I said."No Ken. I meant care, like in love with? Can you believe that, a brother and sister in love?"While we were talking, our heads were sharing a pillow. Her talking about love got my smile and my muscle engaged in the conversation."Jaki, I love you," I said kissing her.
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