Alex & Clémence - Showers and goosebumps
Date: 6/5/2024,
Categories:
Lesbian
Author: ruby212
"Clémence, could you come here for a second?"
The words echo in my ears as I'm about to make my way to the gym lockers.
"Sure, coach Julia, what is it?" I ask, joining her on the football field as my teammates make their way to the showers.
"You seemed off your game today. Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, sure," I tentatively answer, even though I know she won't take it.
"You know you're going to have to do a lot better than this if you want to make it to college with a scholarship, right?"
"Yes, I know, I've just been tired lately," I lie.
That's not exactly a lie: I HAVE been tired. Tired of hearing about college, tired of my folks putting pressure on me about how we won't be able to afford it without the scholarship. Tired of my boyfriend turning his head to every girl that crosses his path.
Or should I say ex-boyfriend? I don't know what we are anymore, but what I do know is that just a few hours ago, I caught him kissing that girl from the cheerleading squad, the one who's got a body so perfect, I heard Victoria's Secret asked her to model for them.
So much for going to college together! I was so shocked when I saw them; I didn't even say anything. I did manage to react and kick him in the balls, though, so he'll remember that one for a while, but for some reason that doesn't even make me feel better.
I could tell my friends about it and hear how they think he's a bastard who doesn't deserve me, but to be honest, I'm not sure I care enough about ...
... him or that prospect of going to college together. Like everything else in my life lately, it just all seems so... dull, and pointless?
Like who goes to college with their high school sweetheart, anyway? And besides, he fits into the whole "dating the cheerleading team captain" cliché better than anyone else: he is the quarterback, after all.
So am I, except on the girl's football team. When you think about it, it's kind of weird it even lasted that long between us: I am anything but the sexy type that I know he likes, and even though I'd say my body is pretty okay, the scars and bruises all over it don't quite fit with what he seems to enjoy.
Still, I liked the idea of us dating, showing the world that you don't have to be a "girly girl" to have the guy of your dreams.The coach is still talking and I realize I've completely lost track of what she's saying.
"... and given your record and your average in other classes, you can't afford to..."
It's not that I don't like coach Julia, she's known me for a while and I know she has my interests at heart it's just that...
A loud bang in the back interrupts her, along with my thoughts, and I thank whatever it is that stopped her broken record from playing yet another song about my future.
"Those kids are going to kill me one day," she says as she hands me the keys for the changing rooms. "I have to take care of this and run home afterwards. Would you close up after me?". I nod, relieved that her monolog has ended ...