Anne
Diego
Part One
Present-Tense Anne's view
Present-Tense Anne's view
We were just 2 young souls in love. He, a professional basketball player, and me, a cheerleader. Sure, how I look now doesnt really say that I'm the head cheerleader, but I am, and right now Im not on duty for cheerleading. I dont like being like all those other cheerleaders; snooty, mean, bossy, and they cant even deal with one man. They have to have like, 3. Nope. Not me. Diego is the only one for me, and no one could replace him. I like to kick back after I dont have to pretend to be so snooty and just hang with my friends. Today i'm at Diego's basketball game, watching in the bleachers.
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When the game is over, he runs over to me and swings me around in the air. I giggle constantly as he wraps a black and red towel around my shoulders. I hand him a bag, and he looks in it couriously. There is his necklace and bracelet; thier kinda lucky to him, so I wont ever forget them when I come to every basketball game he plays. "Hey Anne." He says to me. I smile, hugging him. "Hi, Diego!" I shriek. Diego has his own truck, so we get out of the stadium and jump in. I fumble with the door before Diego follows and closes it for me. I jump into the driver's seat when he doesnt look and giggle. "Dont sit on me!" I say. He pretends like he cant hear me, and he also fumbles with the door before closing it. "Why cant I drive?" I whine. He shakes his head, shoving me into the passengers seat. We click our seatbelts. "Because, Anne, you dont even have your drivers liscense with you, do you?" He asks. I slouch in my seat, turning on the AC. "No...." I reply, rolling down the window.
((I may continue?))
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When the game is over, he runs over to me and swings me around in the air. I giggle constantly as he wraps a black and red towel around my shoulders. I hand him a bag, and he looks in it couriously. There is his necklace and bracelet; thier kinda lucky to him, so I wont ever forget them when I come to every basketball game he plays. "Hey Anne." He says to me. I smile, hugging him. "Hi, Diego!" I shriek. Diego has his own truck, so we get out of the stadium and jump in. I fumble with the door before Diego follows and closes it for me. I jump into the driver's seat when he doesnt look and giggle. "Dont sit on me!" I say. He pretends like he cant hear me, and he also fumbles with the door before closing it. "Why cant I drive?" I whine. He shakes his head, shoving me into the passengers seat. We click our seatbelts. "Because, Anne, you dont even have your drivers liscense with you, do you?" He asks. I slouch in my seat, turning on the AC. "No...." I reply, rolling down the window.
((I may continue?))
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