Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 147
“I said to bring me a chocolate bar, a drink, and
Skittles, not the entire vendors stand,” Savannah
laughed, her eyebrows furrowing cutely.
“I know, they just restocked and I couldn’t help
myself,” I responded innocently. I smiled at Weston.
“Can I have some?” Weston asked as I sat down. I
smacked his hand away.
“You know you’re not allowed sweets before a
game…or ever.” I replied as I opened a candy bar.
Savannah took it out of my hands and began eating
it. I glared at her while I opened another one. Sierra
took this one out of my hands and this process
continued until everyone in our small group of
friends, aside from Weston, had candy.
Weston was currently frowning as his eyes jumped
from each candy bar. “I want candy.”
I slowly chewed a Starburst, grinning at my cousin.
Weston snatched the king-sized package of
Starbursts from me and continued to open the small
squares, shoving them into his mouth as I watched
in shock. The coach blew the whistle and Weston
ran over, still chewing the candy.
Savannah turned to me, with a curious look on her
face. “What’s wrong?”
“He gets really hyper when he eats candy before a
game. Last time, he was ramming into players and
laughing like a maniac. Every time he made a
touchdown, he’d roll on the floor giggling,” I
She glanced at me before she turned to the field, her
eyes watching as Weston jumped up and down
excitedly. Weston is a nutcase on the field when he’s
hyped up on sugary snacks. As we speak, he’s
rolling around on the floor because his team got a
touchdown. People were laughing at him and he
was oblivious, like he usually is.
I sighed tiredly. “He’s going to regret this.”
Savannah nodded her head, her eyes glued on the
field. “Who do you think is going to win?”
I turned to her. “The score is currently 21 to 0. Who
do you think is going to win?”
Savannah nodded. “Jo-bro.”
I smiled at the nickname before I turned to look at
“Shaw is glaring daggers at us,” she muttered as I
looked at her. “Look slightly to your left, but don’t be
I nodded but despite her warning, I snapped my
head to the left and my eyes met with Shaw’s. He
eventually was forced to look away when his
teammates and the coach were calling his name.
I jumped up and cheered as Weston’s team won. I
glanced at Savannah to see she was smiling but
looked slightly worried. I wonder why. The urge to
kiss her was strong so I looked away and continued
Savannah lifted up the trash and nudged me.
Assuming she was going to the trashcan, I nodded
and moved to let her pass by me. I watched as she
struggled to bypass the people but eventually she
managed to get through.
I figured that I should tell her, now. I should tell her
that I like her now; I’ve been thinking about Weston’s
words. What if she does wonder if I like her? Even if
she doesn’t, wouldn’t it be nice to know? Not in a
conceited way, but in a ‘someone cares’ type of
I grabbed my jacket and told the twins that I’d see
them at home. I waved at Georgia who had her eyes
glued to the football players. I wanted to puke; she
was probably thinking about how good their butts
look in their pants. I felt proud when I realized that
throughout this whole entire game, I didn’t look at
the cheerleaders. In fact, I’d forgotten that they were
here. Weston hadn’t, though.