107: THE SLAP?

The game was frustrating, we were on our final period and I was nowhere near her. She was handling a ball like a pro and I thought I was a pro!

She did all the ducks and I was tired even to jump. When the whistle was blown, she was way ahead of me and I couldn't get to her.

"You won," I shouted in frustration almost crying.

I was crying but I couldn't let my tears out. I sat on the pitch while Vicky and her teammates cheered that she had done well. 

On my team, the men understood me. They thought that perhaps I let her win but after looking at my behaviour the knew it was the other way round. 

She didn't allow me to win, she did win on a fair test and I lost. It was embarrassing? Yes! It's more than embarrassing. Imagine how I was the big guy in school and after that everyone is going to avoid me and shun me because I let them down.

What about my dad? He believed in me and now I let him down. He will mock me because a girl threw me out of the pitch and won the game.

I didn't want to wake up, I just watched as Vicky matched out of the pitch with her friends while my team left me there. I didn't hear my dad say anything. I was alone. All alone, no one. The girl I love used a competition to weigh my love for her. My teammates are now my villains.

"Don't be a cry baby, it was just a game," came the same voice that I thought I wouldn't hear from.

I raised my head and there she was. Squatting in the pitch with her jersey in her hands.

I didn't know what to tell her. I didn't know if Vicky wanted me for real or she was using this game to throw me off the radar and tell me on my face that I was not her type.

"I am not crying,"  I told her in a sluggish tone.

She let out laughter and sat next to me. She stretched out her long slender legs. She has removed her Jordan's and her feet were now covered in nude heels. 

I wanted to talk, but the silence that was engulfed around us was enough. She also sat there and did nothing. I shot her a glance with the side of my eyes and I saw her looking at the sky. 

The sky was clear and the setting sun was now illuminating its orange rays like a red hot ball on fire.

"Isn't it beautiful?" She asked as she pointed towards the sky.

I looked up and saw what she was pointing at, the way the sun was setting down.

"It is, like a red ball of fire," I said while smiling.

"I know you are a redhead, tough guys so please don't show others that you are weak. I love it that you have a weak spot but don't tell the others, imagine when you go back to school on Monday, all those people who fear you are going to despise you because you are weak. And by the way, I love that weak side, unlike this other redhead side that had you sag your trouser and shave a mohawk." 

Those words calmed me down. They were nothing like an insult I was about to receive from my dad or the disgusting look of my teammates.

She stretched her hands and claimed mine. She placed our hands on top of my lap. I swear my heart did a backflip!

"Do you have clothes you can change to?" She asked me while lifting us.

I stood up and I was taller I had to look down on her. "You are beautiful," 

Those words just erupted from my mouth. She was. She had changed in a floral dress and the two nicely shaped avocados were standing on her chest firmly, her cleavage slightly showing.

"You are taller than usual," she commented.

"Seriously, I thought you are going to tell me am handsome, why are you so mean?" I asked her as we both burst into a peal of laughter.

"You are so quick to judge, who told you am done with my words?" She asked cheekily while pulling my cheeks like a baby.

I missed my mum doing that to me and here she was just doing it correctly. 

I was lost in her daze when she suddenly captured my lips in hers.

I wasn't shocked, I wanted her lips too. Like this is what I wanted to do the first time I met her but she slapped me on the face.

The kiss didn't last. We like turned it in and out and she removed her lips. Why now, I thought she was going to do it forever but she just stopped and handed me the clothes that were on the floor to my hands.

"Let's get you showered then you change, our parents will be wondering why we are still in here," 

"Parents?" I asked.

"Yes, they are supposed to meet us at the restaurant for a meal, let's be quick," she escorted me to the boy's washroom and waited for me at the door as I washed.

"Can I have my clothes now?" I asked as I stretched my hands to get my clothes.

"Seriously, what haven't I seen? A dick? Or is yours embroidered in a gold lining?" She asked jokingly as she pulled my hand out of the door and I accidentally fell out but luckily with my briefs on.

"Jesus Vicky, it's not that," I said in embarrassment.

I had never been embarrassed but in front of her I was but with time it wore off and we could even bathe together. 

"You see that was not hard, just stop being shy around me if you are going to be my man, or I will date your best," I closed her mouth with my lips before she finished her sentence.

I knew Erick was also hitting on her but I wanted her to myself.

She helped dress up and we walked out of the pitch to meet our parents who were already gone and we were the only ones left.

We left for the restaurant and met our parents over there. Just like Vicky, I had lost my mother but my dad was always there for me. I don't know if he will act all good today with how I failed in the game.

When we got there, the men were already on their steaks. My dad was accompanied by some of his friends so was Vicky's dad. Her uncles and aunt were around the area.

"Hey son, over here!" Shouted Vicky's dad while calling me. 

"Son? Already?" I thought he was going to call me names and kick me for losing the game. 

Vicky let out a frustrated look at her dad and moved to seat with one of his uncles. I loved the way the two families were socializing. No one talked about the game it's like the game never existed or it was never played.

My dad was getting to know people around him something I haven't seen him doing in a long time. He loved my mother so much that after her death he has distanced himself from people, I hoped that it was good for him.

After our meal, Vicky and I were left alone and the others decided to go for drinks. Since we were underaged we just strolled around.

We ate some ice cream and it was fun talking to her. Just assuming that we still have some games to play so that I can win her over. I wanted to pretend but that couldn't last. Out of the blue, she just shouted.

"When do you want us to do the maths contest redhead?" She asked in a sweet voice.

 The statement just ruined my ice cream. I was about to throw it away but she quickly snatched it and licked it all slowly without a care in the world.

I wanted to ask her if we could just avoid the game and announce to the world that we love each other. But she was determined to keep on with the competition.

We kept walking as she ate the tip of the ice cream cone. That's new I have never seen one eating the cone. 

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked.

"Do you want more ice cream, I can get you some," I told her while moving towards the ice cream parlour.

"Wait, you think because am eating the cone am still hungry, hell no, I just don't like wasting my money so I maximize everything," she said hilariously.

We stopped at the pack and she suggested we swing on the swings. We are old and this looked so childish to swing on the kid's swing.

"Are you for real?" 

"Do I look like am joking?" She asked back while hopping on the swing.

She was fun around. Swinging herself like she doesn't care.

"Tell me about you, She said while swinging herself.

Where do I start when it comes to saying anything about myself? 

"Am the only child, first and last born. My mother passed when I was ten. My dad and I have been living alone. That's all about me."

"Well, for starters am the only child. Am not spoiled but am my father's favourite, well my mother passed a month ago and we still can't get over it. I am taken, I have a boyfriend and he is kinda shy though." The last statement was said in a sarcastic tone.

"Boyfriend? Who is he?" I asked in a rushed tone?

She laughed and went on swinging," are you jealous about that?" 

Of course, am jealous. If she jas a boyfriend, why would she be entertaining me and kissing me? 

I didn't answer her question, instead, I stood up and distanced myself from her. I didn't know if she was joking or she was serious.

You know some people are in an open relationship and maybe sue was toying me. Is that why she used the game to frustrate me?