forum College RP (CLOSED)

Started January 27, 2019 by Deleted user

tune

A wrapped an arm around Reese's shoulder, suddenly right next to her, and dramatically waved her hand in an arch. "Jealous of your immeasurable talent and unending beauty!"

She shook her head, but a subtle smile played on her lips. "No…" she declined shyly.

"You can deny it all you want, sweetheart, but the evidence is irrefutable."

"Is it now?" Reese asked, arching her eyebrows.
"Hey, Reese!" a voice called from across the field.

A was nodding when the person shouted, and her head snapped in their direction curiously.

"Oh, God…" Reese muttered. She cleared her throat and yelled back: "Hey, Tamika!"
"Practice isn't for another hour and a half – what are you doing here?" Tamika asked, coming across the field towards them.
"Just getting some extra touches in," Reese replied. She'd tensed up the minute she heard Tamika's voice.

A's arm tightened a fraction around Reese's shoulder, and the grin she directed at Tamika was more like her teeth being bared. She stayed quiet though, waiting on Reese.

"Who's this – your girlfriend? Thought you were straight as an arrow, Reese," Tamika continued, a grin sliding across her lips.
"Stop it, Tamika," Reese replied. "I came here to practice."
"Practice what, a French kiss?" Tamika sneered.
Reese looked away from her enemy and her friend.

"Nah, just teaching me how to use these." A spoke up, tossing her stick in one hand, and her grin got sharper. "Maybe I could practice the drill off of you. Waddya say?"

"Sorry, I don't have time for petty beginners," Tamika replied smoothly, giving A a look of fake pity.
"Don't," Reese whispered.
"Aww, the girl on fire is too scared to defend herself," Tamika laughed.

She raised an eyebrow, looking Tamika up and down with a condescending look. "Defend herself from what? I don't see much to worry about."

"Watch yourself," Tamika snarled.
Reese suddenly stepped forward. "If you want a challenge, Tamika, let the hockey do the talking, huh?"
Tamika pressed her lips into a smirk. "Alright. My terms."

"A challenge?" Her eyes lit up with fierce interest.

"Mhmm," Tamika hummed. "What do you say, Reese?"
Reese stood, frozen, for a second.

Her eyes didn't leave Tamika as she spoke to Reese. "Can I talk to you for a second, Reese?"

Reese nodded slowly, then turned her back to Tamika and walked over to the side of the field with A. "What?"

"A coupla things. First, whatever this challenge is, are you sure you wanna go through with it?"

"I don't know," she said, her voice suddenly wavering. She sounded scared. "Tamika hates me, she wants her position back. She'll do nearly anything to get me off the team…"

A sighed, placing a hand on the other girl's shoulder and squeezing. "What she thinks doesn't matter, sweetheart. It's /your field too/, and you love this game. She doesn't get to take that away from you, especially not because of jealousy."

Reese nodded. "Okay. So, you think I should do it then?"

She bared her teeth in a smile. "Kick her ass. I'll be right here the whole time."

Reese grinned. "Is that it? You said there was a couple of things."

"Oh, yeah. I'm gonna tell her to suck my dick first chance I get."

Reese's ears turned light red. "Do you have to?"

"Yup. It's a necessity." She laughed.