Dodge The Ball, George!

Anna walked towards the classroom adjacent to hers to find her next target.

"Hey, Sophie!"

The moment Annabelle entered the classroom and called out for the girl named Sophie, all the girls and boys in the class turned their attention to her from what they were doing. It was their self-study time, so all of them looked in a bit of a chill mood.

Urghh… Anna hates coming to this class. The students who are quite active in the sports are utmostly shifted here. So, naturally, almost all the students here had a great body and sturdy look on their faces. Especially the boys, they are too hot for Anna to digest. After all, she has a weird fetish for toned guys and wants to look at their bodies all the time.

But gawking at someone's body when you are not their girlfriend is kinda offensive. What can she do? She only has eyes for their body but is least interested in them in person. This was a harsh reality. So, she always tried to avoid coming to this classroom, though she often had to for a certain idiot.

"Anna? You are here?"

Sophie was sitting in the corner of the classroom as always. She was quite surprised to see Anna come to her classroom willingly as she knew Anna constantly avoided coming here because of some weird reason.

The boys of her class were already looking at her as if they were watching a deity walking past them. Sigh, if somehow they got to know about her craving for six-packs, they sure gonna make a hell mess out of it just to impress her. She could tell because it was not long ago when some of the boys of the school got the idea that Anna liked guys who have the demonic aura and tried to do something very stupid.

Come to think of it, Sophie is also a badminton player and has quite a good figure. Anna won't fancy her too, right? No, never. She is already her best friend's girlfriend. That makes them sisters-in-law, right?

Anna was quite annoyed to see Sophie lost in her own thoughts when she tapped on her head with her fingers.

"Aish… what are you doing?" Sophie's daze broke.

"Who are you thinking so deeply about? Where is your beloved?"

Sophie thought, taking a few seconds to interconnect the whole situation.

"Eh? You came to our classroom just to find him?"

"Of course," she whispered to Sophie, "Or why else would I come here?"

Sophie scratched her head with confusion as it was still quite unclear to her.

"Don't you know?"

"What?"

"Today's his match with class 3. He is in the playground."

Shit! How could she forget that? How can her stupid best friend overcome the match without their support? First, she came late to school, and now she forgot something so important? What the hell is going on with her today.

Anna already prepared to skip her own class and rush to the playground, but she halted for a second all of a sudden. She looked back at Sophie who has already continued her self-study session.

"You sure you won't come?"

"Yeah, you know why," she sighed a bit.

This couple, they are really something else. One year ago, when they got together, the next day of their relationship, he had an important match then. She cheered for him so hard but he still lost that match with a horrible score. Actually, he was quite distracted because of his new relationship. That time, he was seriously scolded by his coach for his carelessness. Though it was not Sophie's fault, she still blamed herself for this and stopped watching his matches. Later she would always ask others about the result.

Anna ran towards the playground but all of a sudden, stopped for a moment as she remembered something. Then, she dashed towards the photography clubroom and saw the club members sitting around a big table, talking seriously about the talent festival. Alas! She had to break this peaceful scene.

"Hey, Froggo!" Anna shouted.

Vincent was sitting in a separate chair in a majestic manner showing his superiority of being the president of the club shamelessly. But his pride crumbled when he was called 'Froggo' by Anna in front of everyone. All the club members suppressed their laughter as they never thought someone would call the school prince 'Froggo'.

"Who is the frog here, you brat. Don't disturb us, we are having a meeting," Vincent tried his best to ignore her.

Anna didn't have time to bicker with him as she was in a great hurry.

"Wanna come with me or not? Later, don't curse me, saying I didn't inform you," Anna scrawled.

"What is it?"

"Today's his match with class 3."

The moment Anna spelled those words, Vincent jerked up from the chair as if someone had given him an electric shock.

"SHIT!"

Goshh… even cursing sounds sexy from the prince, the girls of the club thought.

"Guys, I am so sorry. Carry on, I have to go somewhere."

He didn't even wait for their reply and rushed to take Anna with him towards the playground.

The playground was quite lively right now. Girls were screaming their lungs out. Boys were also cheering as the game was going on quite aggressively. All their attention was on the soccer king, George, as he cleverly dribbled the soccer ball with his long legs past his opponent and went toward the goal post.

But all of a sudden, another player from the opposing team blocked his way. Only 35 seconds were left. If he can't score this one, there will be a tie in this match. Exactly then, Anna and Vincent reached to the closest seat from the playground and looked at each other smiling.

They counted down from three to one and shouted together, " DODGE the ball, GEORGE!"

All the attention of the match drifted to them in an instant. Even George looked towards the audience hearing the loud scream. The next second his eyes met two certain stupid's eyes as they were still at shouting.

George scrawled very irritatingly as skillfully passed the opponent instead of dodging the ball as they said. They will always make fun of his name like this in every match. His anger grew higher as he kicked the ball with all his might.

"GOAL!!!!!!"

It really hit the right spot. Annabelle was still in awe as she was replaying the holy moment when the ball touched the net in her mind.

George's teammates came to hug him to celebrate their victory but he avoided them and directly started to walk towards the two fools occupying two audience seats.

'Shit, he looks super mad!' Vincent thought.

'Shit, he looks so damn hot!' Anna thought.

All of a sudden, Vincent asked Anna, "Are you thinking what I am thinking?"

"Sure… our brother is damn hot, right?" Anna's eyes were still on George's sweating sturdy body.

Vincent was bewildered by the answer. How could he think that this pervert can ever think like normal girls? Thus, he hit her head.

"Ouch, it hurts, froggo!"

"Stop gawking at our brother, you fool."

Anna waved her hands in front of her face as if he said something that really didn't make sense.

"Aish…. How can I gawk at my own brother? Moreover, he is a taken product. Actually, why can't I? He has such a great body, I have the right to admire his muscles as his best friend. I wish I could also have one."

Annabelle was still watching him coming forward towards them with her dreamy eyes being unaware of George's anger. Her brother George had everything, his face was not that bad, his proportions were also able to make girls drool. But there was a single bit lacking. He was very very bad at his studies. Sometimes, she feels pity for Sophie every time she sees the huge number of zeroes on the answer copies of George.

Vincent was giving her weird looks when he heard she wanted to get those six packs herself. Does she seriously want to get those? Suddenly, he started to imagine how she would look like then and already felt like puking.

She says she likes sturdy bodies, but there were so many toned boys in the school. He never saw her dating or even getting close to them. All she did these years was big talks.

They were again so busy bickering that they already forgot someone was fuming with rage and was stomping towards them.

George pulled her ears all of a sudden, catching Anna off-guarded.

"Ow.. ow…why is everyone beating me up today?"

"You little brat, and you also! What did you guys call me earlier?"

Anna looked at Vincent to save her but he returned her gaze, lip-syncing 'I warned you' and then thought of escaping pretending all innocent.

Unfortunately, George noticed him too.

"Hey, you are not allowed to go anywhere too!"

Anna gave a sarcastic chuckle as she was overjoyed seeing Vincent stuck up in the mess too.

"So, why did you guys come so late?" George's interrogation session started.

"You see, George, ehem… today... You know, maybe something bad happened to me! Surely, I ate something very bad yesterday. Have you ever seen me missing any match of yours before?" Anna tried her best to look a little pitiful.

"And you? What's your excuse?" George looked towards Vincent.

But before he could make up anything Anna blurted out, "He was busy flirting with club members."

"Don't talk shit! I didn't."

Vincent glared at her as if he was planning to burn her with his eyes. Anna crossed her fingers to make it more real to George. And George, he was already feeling confused for whom to believe.