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“Boy #2!” yelled Gabby Mclain. Boy #2 was me, Scott Thompson. Boy #2 was my nickname ever since I first joined the Mock Trial team at my high school. Transferring in my senior year was tough enough. How many 18 year olds are forced to leave everything behind and start over? Probably more than I think, but that doesn’t make it any easier.
Gabby has always hated me. She’s been doing Mock Trial since her freshman year. This was now her senior year and it was her time to shine. The team was hers and she let every one know it. So what’s the deal? Why did she hate me? The answer is very simple.
I was a walk on to the team. I came to this school, and with aspirations of being an attorney someday, I decided to give Mock Trial a try. What happened? Well, I blew everyone away. Like I said, Gabby is a glory hound, and when she found out our coach was bragging about me in the office instead of her, she didn’t like that very much.
The end result? Gabby has been on my case ever since. “YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A WORTHLESS PIECE OF SLIME! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO THE TEAM? IT’S OUR LAST SCRIMMAGE BEFORE THE SEASON STARTS AND IT IS YOUR DUTY TO BE THERE!”
On and on she ranted and raved. I just kept looking at my watch, dead silent, waiting for her to finish. It’s not my fault my uncle got Celtics tickets and invited me to join. I LOVE the Celtics, and if Gabby thought I was going to pass up a golden opportunity like this, she was more mental then I thought she was.
“WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?” Her glass shattering scream pierced my thoughts like a hot knife through butter.
As she was standing there panting like mad waiting for my response, I seized my golden opportunity. “OH GABBY!” I yelled in a voice that sounded almost… flattered. “YOU DO LOVE ME!” Immediately I threw my arms around her and pulled her tight in a big hug. Before she said another word I brought my lips down on her and gave her the biggest, wettest kiss she probably ever received in her life.
She just stood there, too stunned to react. I just walked away laughing as Elsie came to talk to me. Now Elsie, there was a vision of loveliness. She was about 5’8 with GORGEOUS blue eyes, a stunning bright white toothed smile, and cascades of blonde hair that just made your heart melt.
As far as personality, she was everything that Gabby wasn’t. In fact, she was the anti-Gabby. While Gabby was cruel to me, Elsie would always show up and stick up for me. Whenever I received a barrage of Gabby ridicule, Elsie always showed up a second later to build me up again. I have been in love with her since… I don’t know how long. I find it a little ironic that she is Gabbys best friend.
Elsie didn’t need to build me up this time. I was already laughing my head off thinking of the look on her face when I kissed her. Elsie just smiled, and I gave her a keen smile back. God I loved her smile!
It was two weeks later and I headed up for Boston that Friday night. The tournament started on Saturday, but it started SO early that I’d need to wake up at 5 AM to get there. Unwilling to do that, I got permission to book a hotel room the night before.
Following my lead, a couple of others did that as well, including the famous duo, Gabby and Elsie. Robbed of my night of peace from Gabby, I still had Elsie’s smile to look forward to.
We all arrived at Boston at around six and decided to go for dinner. I must admit that I had fun sitting around the table with them, my team, before our last tournament together. I proposed a toast for the team, for success, and just to kiss butt, to Gabby as well. She just shook her head like she knew exactly what I was doing.
Then I went around and told each one their good qualities and how I was going to miss them. I held Elsie’s eye especially long. I think she knew what I meant.
That night, I was just getting ready for bed, when there was a knock on my door. I figured it was probably Gabby wanting one last go at me telling me I better not screw up, or if I messed up one word in my speech she’d hunt me to the ends of my days, but no. This visitor was a bit more welcome. The visitor… was Elsie.
Inviting her in, she strolled inside and sat down on my bed, offering me another quick practice before our big day the next day, knowing that I’m a perfectionist, especially when it comes to our sport.
Well, I was a bit horny, of course. Eighteen year old guys are ALWAYS horny. The sight of Elsie’s face gave me more than enough strength to get through a practice. But there was something funny though. Something strange. Though I tried to keep eye contact normally, I usually look around a bit more to practice for bigger audiences. Not this time however. Elsie kept trying to keep my eye, and to tell you the truth, I kept getting embarrassed and blushing.
When I was done, she got up and told me that my stance needed work. Oh, she looked so pretty in that white fancy blouse and her nice black pants. I don’t know why, but Elsie can just seem so dead sexy sometimes.
Anyway, as she helped me with my stance, she deemed it necessary to use her hands and move my body into the places that she wanted it. Finally, when she started moving my head into place for the perfect eye contact, I gave her a quick peck.
Elsie and I have never expressed much affection. In fact, I had no idea how she was going to react. For all I knew, she could slap me and run away. But no, she didn’t. She caught my eye again and smiled. It wasn’t any smile this time though. It wasn’t her normal friendly smile. It was a sly little smile, and it was almost… sexy.
As she wrapped her arms around me and leaned in for a second kiss, I realized I wouldn’t be getting much sleep tonight. But one thing was for sure. This truly was… a pleasant surprise.
Wanted: A girl to play Elsie. This is my first story so i want it to be good. I also want to say that I'm HONORED to be writting with such great authors.
Gabby has always hated me. She’s been doing Mock Trial since her freshman year. This was now her senior year and it was her time to shine. The team was hers and she let every one know it. So what’s the deal? Why did she hate me? The answer is very simple.
I was a walk on to the team. I came to this school, and with aspirations of being an attorney someday, I decided to give Mock Trial a try. What happened? Well, I blew everyone away. Like I said, Gabby is a glory hound, and when she found out our coach was bragging about me in the office instead of her, she didn’t like that very much.
The end result? Gabby has been on my case ever since. “YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A WORTHLESS PIECE OF SLIME! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO THE TEAM? IT’S OUR LAST SCRIMMAGE BEFORE THE SEASON STARTS AND IT IS YOUR DUTY TO BE THERE!”
On and on she ranted and raved. I just kept looking at my watch, dead silent, waiting for her to finish. It’s not my fault my uncle got Celtics tickets and invited me to join. I LOVE the Celtics, and if Gabby thought I was going to pass up a golden opportunity like this, she was more mental then I thought she was.
“WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?” Her glass shattering scream pierced my thoughts like a hot knife through butter.
As she was standing there panting like mad waiting for my response, I seized my golden opportunity. “OH GABBY!” I yelled in a voice that sounded almost… flattered. “YOU DO LOVE ME!” Immediately I threw my arms around her and pulled her tight in a big hug. Before she said another word I brought my lips down on her and gave her the biggest, wettest kiss she probably ever received in her life.
She just stood there, too stunned to react. I just walked away laughing as Elsie came to talk to me. Now Elsie, there was a vision of loveliness. She was about 5’8 with GORGEOUS blue eyes, a stunning bright white toothed smile, and cascades of blonde hair that just made your heart melt.
As far as personality, she was everything that Gabby wasn’t. In fact, she was the anti-Gabby. While Gabby was cruel to me, Elsie would always show up and stick up for me. Whenever I received a barrage of Gabby ridicule, Elsie always showed up a second later to build me up again. I have been in love with her since… I don’t know how long. I find it a little ironic that she is Gabbys best friend.
Elsie didn’t need to build me up this time. I was already laughing my head off thinking of the look on her face when I kissed her. Elsie just smiled, and I gave her a keen smile back. God I loved her smile!
It was two weeks later and I headed up for Boston that Friday night. The tournament started on Saturday, but it started SO early that I’d need to wake up at 5 AM to get there. Unwilling to do that, I got permission to book a hotel room the night before.
Following my lead, a couple of others did that as well, including the famous duo, Gabby and Elsie. Robbed of my night of peace from Gabby, I still had Elsie’s smile to look forward to.
We all arrived at Boston at around six and decided to go for dinner. I must admit that I had fun sitting around the table with them, my team, before our last tournament together. I proposed a toast for the team, for success, and just to kiss butt, to Gabby as well. She just shook her head like she knew exactly what I was doing.
Then I went around and told each one their good qualities and how I was going to miss them. I held Elsie’s eye especially long. I think she knew what I meant.
That night, I was just getting ready for bed, when there was a knock on my door. I figured it was probably Gabby wanting one last go at me telling me I better not screw up, or if I messed up one word in my speech she’d hunt me to the ends of my days, but no. This visitor was a bit more welcome. The visitor… was Elsie.
Inviting her in, she strolled inside and sat down on my bed, offering me another quick practice before our big day the next day, knowing that I’m a perfectionist, especially when it comes to our sport.
Well, I was a bit horny, of course. Eighteen year old guys are ALWAYS horny. The sight of Elsie’s face gave me more than enough strength to get through a practice. But there was something funny though. Something strange. Though I tried to keep eye contact normally, I usually look around a bit more to practice for bigger audiences. Not this time however. Elsie kept trying to keep my eye, and to tell you the truth, I kept getting embarrassed and blushing.
When I was done, she got up and told me that my stance needed work. Oh, she looked so pretty in that white fancy blouse and her nice black pants. I don’t know why, but Elsie can just seem so dead sexy sometimes.
Anyway, as she helped me with my stance, she deemed it necessary to use her hands and move my body into the places that she wanted it. Finally, when she started moving my head into place for the perfect eye contact, I gave her a quick peck.
Elsie and I have never expressed much affection. In fact, I had no idea how she was going to react. For all I knew, she could slap me and run away. But no, she didn’t. She caught my eye again and smiled. It wasn’t any smile this time though. It wasn’t her normal friendly smile. It was a sly little smile, and it was almost… sexy.
As she wrapped her arms around me and leaned in for a second kiss, I realized I wouldn’t be getting much sleep tonight. But one thing was for sure. This truly was… a pleasant surprise.
Wanted: A girl to play Elsie. This is my first story so i want it to be good. I also want to say that I'm HONORED to be writting with such great authors.
