Chances - Part 9

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Blake's POV

Me giving Andrea my varsity jacket says a lot. It means that I sincerely love her. We walk hand in hand into school and we both get stares. Honestly, that will never change. We start laughing when my whole football team charges toward me. Hunter comes up to Andy.

"I'm sorry Andy, I need to talk to Blake."
"Alright," she lets go of my hand and I wish she didn't. They back me up towards the locker room. "Yo what the hell," I am surrounded by all of them.
"Dude you gave her your jacket?!"
"Yeah? So what, it's not like it's a wedding ring."
"Bro, it's almost like that."
"No, it's not. Now give me some space before I beat someone up."

They all scatter like little birds flying away.
"Thank you. Now what the hell is the big deal?"
"Bro, do you know what this mean right?" I look at Hunter who is just staring at me.
"Yes, I know what it means. Can I leave now?"
"Yeah, go ahead," Hunter and I walk out at the same time.
"Yo, what was that all about?"
"Nothing, it's just that you shouldn't have given your jacket to Alison."
"Maybe because I didn't love her?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Listen man just because I gave her my jacket didn't mean I'm leaving you guys behind. I'm quarterback. I got you guys."
"Yeah, well let's see," he walks away from me. I head into homeroom right when the bell rings.
"Mr. Anderson, come here please."
"Yes, Mrs. Rodriguez?"
"You're late."

"Care to explain?"
"Well technically, I'm not. I walked in before the bell," I flash her a smile.
"Alright go sit down," I wink at her and turn around. I head towards my seat in back of Andrea's.

Damn, I love the way my jacket looks on her. She's busy talking to Tiffany, so she doesn't notice me. I take out my phone and text Hunter.

Blake - Yo dude, are you seriously mad at me?
Hunter - No, but man you messed up big time.
Blake - How did I mess up? All I did was give her my jacket. She's obviously going to give it back.
Hunter - Yeah, I guess.
Blake - Ready for today's practice?
Hunter - Yup.

"Mr. Anderson what did I say about texting?" I put my phone in my pocket and I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and it's Alison.

"Damn baby, you didn't even give me your jacket, what's that about? Did she do it better than me?" I turn back around and find Andrea looking at me. The bell rings when she's up in a flash and leaves.


Andrea's POV

I seriously can't stand that stupid bitch! I want to hit her in the face. I couldn't stand being in there longer. I storm out so quickly and bump into Max. "Oh shit, I'm sorry." I bend down to pick up his books that dropped.

"It's ok," he flashes me a smile.
"So I see you made the football team. Congrats," I see Blake on the corner of my eye just watching me.
"Yeah, I did. I see Blake gave you his jacket. Nice."
"What do you mean? It's just a jacket."
"When a football player gives his girlfriend his varsity jacket, it means that he loves you more than football."
"No way, I didn't know that."
"Yeah, now the guys are going to give him shit for it," I smile at the thought.
"Alright, well, I'll see you during second block."
"Alright," I give him a hug before I turn around to jump on Blake. I kiss him over and over again. "What was that for?"
"I know what it means if you give me your jacket," he starts to smile.
"I love you too," he smiles and kisses my forehead. He puts his arm around my shoulder and I link my hand with his.

He walks me to my next class. When first block is over, I see him standing by the door when I get out. He walks me to Second Block, when he sees Max walking in, his jawline hardens.
"Hey look at me," I cup his face with my hands.
"I don't like him. Okay? So you have nothing to worry about," his hands relax on my waist.
"Okay," he whispers. I walk in my classroom and sit in my seat. Which coincidentally, is right next to Max's.

"He doesn't like me, does he?"
"He'll warm up to you. He just thinks you're attracted to me."
"Well, he got one thing right," he winks at me and looks away. I tense up. The bell rings and I'm the first one out. I find Blake waiting for me. I quickly drop all my stuff and just wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. The kiss deepens into a make out session. When we break away, I find Max staring at me. I pick up my stuff and walk away with Blake.

"Babe I have after school practice today. Do you want to stay or?"
"Umm let me ask Tiff if she's going to stay and if not, I'll catch a ride with her."
"Alright baby," he walks in the locker room. I start to text Tiffany when Max walks up to me.

"If your plan was to get me jealous, it worked." I stop typing and watch him walk into the locker room. Tiffany soon tells me she's not staying, so I quickly text Blake saying I'm going home with Tiffany and run toward the parking lot. She takes me home and I say 'hi' to my mom while she's on her way out to go to girls' night. I walk up to my room and open my laptop as well as my diary. Damn, it's been awhile, I start typing.


Blake's POV

After practice, I head out to my car. I get a call from Collin. What the hell? That's all I can think right now. I answer the call and he starts telling me how he needs me to help him deal. I can't back out now. He has always had my back.

"Alright, be there in a few," I meet up with him and he hands me a gun.
"What the fuck is this? I don't want this," I hand it back to him.
"You have too man, this is not our turf," I look at it.

Damn this is a real gun. What have I gotten into? We reach our destination. We deal and I grab the money. As always, Collin wants to be a badass and starts a fight. Fists are flying everywhere and I join in to help Collin. I get punches left and right. This is getting out of hand. I reach for my gun and pull the trigger pointing up. They all start to run away. I grab Collin and get to the car. My jaw hurts like a bitch. My nose is bleeding. I drive to the courthouse and knock on the door. Enrique walks out.

"Damn again?"
"Nigga never learns," I get in my truck and it's 1 in the morning.

I just start to drive. I suddenly parked on Andrea's driveway. It's Friday night and her mom's not home. I ring the doorbell. No answer. I ring it again. No answer. I reach for the key under the mat and head upstairs. I see Andrea's light is on and she's sitting on her bed typing away on her laptop. I reach for my phone and text her.

Hey babe what's up?
Andrea - Not much on my bed, on my laptop. What about you?
Blake - Not much chilling.
Andrea - Oh that's cool.
Blake - So you're on your bed?
Andrea - Yes babe.
Blake - Can I join?
Andrea - Of course.

I smile and open the door to her room and she turns around and looks at me.

"Nothing babe."
"You were dealing, weren't you?"
"Yeah, I was."
"Will this ever stop?"
"I thought it did, but I got a call from Collin and he needed me."
"Alright babe, I understand." I sit on her bed as she goes into her bathroom to get cotton balls and rubbing alcohol.

She starts to clean my nose and it stings. When she's all done, she comes back and sits next to me. This is why I love her, she doesn't judge me. I take off my shirt and flop down on her bed. She lies down next to me and we just stare at each other. I know, I know cliché ... cliché, but frankly, I don't give a fuck. We start to kiss slowly and sexually. She gets on top of me and her hands wander up and down my abs. They reach my pants buttons and unbotton them.


Andrea's POV

"Andrea you keep going and I won't be able to stop."
"Good. I don't want you too," I'm ready.


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Published: 8/5/2013
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