Title:           Tomorrow is Just Another Day... (Anon x Lemon Zest)
Author:          TOOCHEEKIFORBREEKI
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First Edit:      Sunday 4th of October 2015 10:53:44 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Monday 26th of October 2015 05:28:57 PM CDT

>The moment you stepped foot onto the bus, you knew it was going to be a hellish day
>The bus was littered with a bunch of kids who had daddy's money to spend
>Most of the seats were filled up already, you walk through the rows of seats hoping to reach the back
>You always liked sitting at the back of the bus with your buddies, joking and having a grand 'ol time
>But you left them behind
>You can thank your parents for transferring states just because dad's new job had relocated
>...
>You hate being first class
 
>You re-adjust your brand new school sweater and flick your bangs out of your eyes
>The few loners who had an empty seat next to them quickly blocked it to prevent you from sitting next to them, their gazes like daggers
>Yeah, what the fuck ever bro, I don't need to hear you talk about that below-average girl you fucked last night-- You have shit taste my friend
 
>You gladly find that the back row has no occupants
>You throw your backpack to your side and slump down on the rather uncomfortable seat
>Your bangs get into your eyes again and you flick them to the side again
>Oh yeah... you were supposed to get your 'scene' hair cut the day before-- your parents urged you to
>But you decided that maintaining your Global Elite status in CSGO was more important than not looking edgy
>You sigh and place your ear buds in your ears; hoping to make hell on earth somewhat bearable
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j4XVbfDb-NI
 
>...
>The trip goes by without a hitch, the boring bus picking up the next batch of snobs again and again
>But this time you find something shocking
>With the crowd of kids, you find this one girl that obviously stands out from the rest, dancing to the apparent beat of her headphones
"Wow, finally, another human being!"
>Oh shit, you just said that out loud
 
>"SCUM."
>"LEARN SOME RESPECT YOU TWAT."
 
>Respect? Haha
 
 
>You slightly crack a smile at the reactions you managed to stir from the others
>Luckily, her music managed to keep her from hearing the unintentional insult you just made and continued on her merry way
>However, you did NOT expect her to just suddenly take her seat right next to you
>You quickly raise your eyebrows as her side squishes against yours as she sits down
>Holy sweet fuck
>Your heart beat must've raised sky high as this moment unfolded
>She notices your presence and simply waves her hand at you with a huge grin before resuming her behavior as before
>You wish you could return the wave, but you were still startled at the fact that she plumped herself down dangerously close to you
>She, however, seems to not acknowledge this at all
>Alright, Alright, Anon, try not to make a big deal out of this. Just look at your phone and listen to your metal
 
>...
>"Hey man! What are you listening to?"
>You almost instantaneously look straight up from your phone and face towards her with a surprised expression
"Pardon me?"
>"Haheh, I asked you what you were listening to!"
>You didn't know how to respond to this correctly
>You sit still with a big blank expression for a good bit
>Fuck
"I uuh-h, you can listen for yourself if you want."
>Good enough
>You motion towards her headphones she is currently wearing
>"Sure thing!"
>She unplugs her headphones from her device and plugs it into your phone
>You look at the track that's next on the playlist and almost roll your eyes
>Oh boy
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l1CTbE3u0PQ
 
>You look back at her and look at her excited expression, it would definitely be a crime to say she wasn't a solid 9/10, fuck
"Ready?"
>"Sure am!"
 
>You press play and hope to Jesus she likes it
 
 
>...
 
>Some time has passed since the song had ended, and she introduced herself as 'Lemon Zest'
>As it turns out, the both of you had a lot of things in common, the most prominent thing is that you both were avid metal/rock listeners
>Much to her surprise, you tell her that you were brand new to Crystal Prep
>The bus soon came screeching to a halt soon after, and all of the kids came pouring out with you and Lemon close in pursuit
>You take a look at the exterior of the infamous school only known as 'Crystal Prep'. It's definitely a sight to behold
>You never been to a private school before, despite your parents nagging you on and on over the years for not doing so
>"Over here Anon!"
>Oh shit
>You quit your daydreaming and do a light jog over to Lemon Zest
>"All the students gotta go to the gym to hear the new school year speech by Principal Cinch, lets go!"
>Principal Cinch huh? sounds like your type of principal
>You follow Lemon Zest and the other students to the Gymnasium
>...
 
>The speech was the same ol' garbage you would hear from public schools, you weren't paying much attention, nor were any of the other students
>The speech soon ended with a bunch of half-assed applauses made by the others, and were set free again to go to their homerooms
>You pull your timetable sheet out of your backpack
>You have Social Studies first thing
>Fuck, you feel as if you're right back at your old school
>Might as well make the best of it
>You place your earbuds in your ears as your mood slowly drops below sea-level again
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Og4fCRNuaA
 
>Within the next few hours, you've done nothing but listen to your teachers talk about course outlines, supplies needed for the course, and your locker and lock combinations
>You decided that you were for sure inside hell
>Lemon Zest was only in your English class much to your dismay
>You realize that she may be your only salvation throughout the school year
 
>...
 
>The lunch bell finally rings, after it feels like what, 3 and a half hours?
>You and the others pile out of the classroom as they all go about their half-hour break
>Your first objective is to go find Lemon Zest and most likely chat her up
>You literally have nothing else to do if you don't
>You walk to your newly acquired locker and place the half dozen piles of paper inside
>You can tell it was going to get pretty messy inside real quick
>As you close your locker ands stroll to the cafeteria, you can't help but wonder why you have such a facination in a girl like Lemon Zest
>Maybe it was because she's literally the first girl in about TWO YEARS that actually held a conversation with you, or it could be the similar interests
>Hell, you wish you could find an explanation
 
>As soon as you set foot inside the cafeteria, you immediately begin scanning for any signs of Lemon Zest
>After searching for a while, you see her at a rather full table with what you can presume are her friends
>Fuck
>Your confidence dropped like a brick
>Do you actually wanna do this now?
>No, NO. Anon, you gotta be a different guy now, brand new school, brand new chance
>You are going to be surrounded by a bunch of bigheads who don't give two shits for the next few years, you might as well try to fit in
>You straighten your posture and brush your bangs out of your eyes once again, and try to look as uninterested as possible
>With new found confidence, you walk once again towards Lemon
>She, however, notices you quite fast
>"Heyo Anon! Come take a seat near me!"
>Her friends quickly turn their attention toward you
 
>...
>You rest on your hand as you sit next to Lemon
>It has been what? 5 minutes already?
>All her 'friends' quietly eat their lunch, not bothering to talk at all, Lemon lightly headbanging to her blaring music
>You almost had enough with this school already, and it's only your first day here
>Talking from the bottom of your icy heart, you attempt to start a conversation
"After hearing all of these accomplishments made in the competitive sector of Crystal Prep, I'm as of yet, a bit disappointed with the school itself."
>All of the occupants of the table simply turn towards you with somewhat surprised expressions
>"As much as I'd like to bop you one in the head, you make a point."
The girl with the peachy skin color and blue hair slightly raises her body
>"It's sort of something to expect, really. It's a 'private school'. The snobs here act exactly act like they would in those cheesy movies."
>She takes a sip out of her apple juice box
>"Since you like to talk so big, I'd like to know exactly what you did for your old school, tough guy."
>You grin, you think they'd like to hear this
"Played for the junior varsity football team."
>She raises her eyebrows and crosses her arms
>"Oh really?! What positions you play?"
"Eh, Wide Receiver and Cornerback. Nothing THAT special. Our team let our star Quarterback take all the fame."
>"If you MUST insist that you are the shit, then why don't you sign up for our team then? I'm certain sign-ups will happen Anny minute now."
>Oh shit, do they really have sign-ups first day at private schools? The hell
>She looks at the cafeteria clock; it reads '12:15'
>As if on que, the intercom clicks on
>"ATTENTION ALL STUDENTS, IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN JOINING ONE OF OUR SPORTS TEAMS, PLEASE COME DOWN TO THE MAIN LOBBY NOW. THANK YOU."
>Many students look at each other with grins, and many exchange fist bumps before standing up and taking their leave to the Main Lobby
>"Well, what are you waiting for bud? Fame awaits."
 
>Come on now
>You slowly start to rise from your seat
>You notice that the rest of her friends soon follow
>You walk over to that girl
"You got it."
>She extends her hands to shake yours
>"Anon, isn't it? Indigo Zap."
"What sport do you play Indigo?"
>You shake her hand
>"Me, and actually, all the girls play on the Girls's Volleyball team."
>Nice
>You look behind you and see the girls already walking towards the lobby, Lemon Zest right beside you
>"You really play Football Anon? That's totally wicked! Heha!"
>You place your hand on your chin as you walk with her
>You're not lying, not by a long shot, you were actually planning on joining before that incident
>But your actions are now reinforced as you have a cute girl's full attention now
>You reach the main lobby with her and see that it's completely loaded with students
>Pushing some students out of the way, you see the bulletin board with a bunch of sign-up sheets
>You scan through the sheets before finally finding the junior varsity team page
>With the pen that hangs off the bulletin, you sign your name; 'Anonymous' and pat yourself on the back
>Upon closer inspection of the sheet, you find that practice starts tonight at 6:15 pm
>You scoff as you hand the pen to Lemon, who was standing next to you the entire time
>Alrighty then, Anon
>You wait for her to finish signing up for her team
>You take this sweet time to finally get a good look at her properly
>Amazing long hair
>Exceptionally curvy body (Jesus Christ)
>Great legs
>And to top it all off, a gorgeous face to blow any guy's expectations away
>Why couldn't the girls at your old school be like this?
>You love being first class, and you love being at Crystal Prep
>...
 
>The day actually went by really quick
>Though most of it was just wondering about Lemon Zest
>The classes were nothing but course outline
>You enter your school bus as you passively play with your phone
>Lemon is sitting in an empty seat at the back like earlier
>You quickly walk up to her and sit down beside her
>"So you ready for tonight Anon? My Volleyball practice is at 5:30, yours?"
"I think it's at 6:15, if I recall. You got a ride to school?"
>"Heheh, I usually just walk to practice if I'm not at the school already."
"Y'know, I have my ride at my house, maybe I could pick you up to save the hassle?"
>"Really, Anon, man? You would do that? That would be pretty great! Thank you so much!"
 
"It's in your interest, Lemon, no biggie. I'm here for you only."
 
>...You did not just say that stupid shit
 
>....
>She makes eye contact with you
 
>Your heart is beating so fast, oh Jesus, it kind of hurts
>This goes on for a bit
"I uhhhh... Here, you can have my number for tonight, just in case I forget."
>Yeah... Mine too."
 
>...
There is a bit of awkward silence as the bus ride continues on down the road
>You see your house rolling up
"That's my house, I'll see you at 5:30 then."
>See you, Anon."
 
>You hop out of the bus and away from the bus stop
>You look back and see Lemon already staring at you
>Both of you wave as the bus departs
 
>You walk through your front door
>Your dad is in the living room, on the couch watching the TV, he turns his head towards you
>"Hey son, what was your first day like at private school?"
>You simply nod your head
>"You know what, Dad? It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be."
>"Oh really now? Just this morning you were grunting and complaining that this was going to be a horrible day."
>His hand motions towards yourself
>"That means something extraordinary had happened. What was it?"
"Signed up for the Crystal Prep Junior Varsity Football team..."
>"Yeah, but that shouldn't be something new, you were in it before..."
>"...You single-handedly scored game winning points during your games, Anon. That's not it."
>You sigh
 
"Aaaand, I'm taking my car to practice tonight..."
 
"...And uhhh, I'll be picking up this girl that I was talking to, to her volleyball practice..."
 
"...Tonight..."
 
>His arms are crossed while he shakes his head with a huge mischievous smile
>He turns back to his show
 
>"Go get'em son."
 
>You've decided that you'd pass the time by playing an MP campaign of Red Orchestra 2
>You throw your fists in the air in victory as you win on the German side
>You look over to your clock; it reads 5:10 pm
>You should probably text Lemon Zest and ask her what her address is
>You whip your phone out of your pocket and punch in her name and number to your contacts
>You scan your contacts list
>The majority of it was your fellow friends and students from your old school
>You sigh
'ayo, Lemon this is u, right? i think i'm gonna need ur address'
>You wait a moment while you lean on your chair
>You feel a vibration from your phone and you look at it
 
>...
>Huh, that's only a 5 minute drive, not that far
>You get up your seat as you grab your car keys on the way out of your room
>As you walk down your stairs you see that your mother is now home from work and doing some paperwork
"Hey, mom, gonna go to Football practice now, I'll see ya when I see ya."
>"See you later, Hun."
>You walk outside your front door to immediately greet your well kept '00 Ford Mustang
>Fuck, it looks and runs great; one of the few things you are proud of
>You enter and start up the engine before reversing out of your driveway
 
>...
>You drive up Lemon's street and look for her house number...
>I guess that's it
>You pull up along the street and get out of your car, heading towards her front door
>You knock and wait a minute before you hear some rumbling within
>The door opens to reveal a taller looking woman wearing more professional-looking attire
>"You must be Anon, I'll call Lemon down so you can both go."
 
>...
 
>"ONE SEC ANON!"
 
>About 5 seconds later, you see from the front door, Lemon is racing down her stairway
>"Alright mom! See you later! I'll be back soon!"
>Her mother looks towards you with a serious expression
>"You WILL take good care of my daughter, won't you?"
>You blink back at her with a more serious expression
"I will. You will not have to worry Ma'am."
>"Alright..."
>"...Take care now."
>She closes the door as Lemon walks out with you
"You look fantastic this evening, Lemon."
>She looks at you with a confused look on her face
>"Whadya mean? I'm wearing my exact uniform I wore today at school! You're wearing yours too!"
"Mhmm!"
>You smile as you keep on looking forward
>"You definitely know your talking game. Darn it."
>You notice that she widens her eyes at the sight of your car
>"Wooooah, that's a pretty wicked car, Anon. How much?"
>You stay silent for a moment
>Technically it was only 3500, but an extra few hundred for the paint job
>"Not THAT much. The other students of Crystal Prep, really should have nicer looking ones."
>The both of you get in as you start the engine
>You look at her with a smile, you think she's gonna want to hear this
>You unmute your stereo
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LYU-8IFcDPw
 
>As you drive off to both of your respective practices, the both of you start headbanging to the music
 
>...
>You re-adjust your shoulder pads as you walk out of the men's changing room with your team
>Holy shit, it's been a while since you've actually worn Football gear
>Your outfit's color scheme was black and purple with the huge bold number '43' on the front and back
>Needless to say, you are definitely pumped, you need this
>Lemon had already finished her practice
>She told you she'd be watching and cheering you on with the rest of the girls Volleyball team
>No fucking up now Anon
>You see her and the rest of the girl's team sitting on the bleachers
>She notices you
 
>"Christ, I could use you as a mop with that hair of yours bro. Get a fucking haircut!"
>You then get pushed forward by the fucker behind you
>You scrunch your face as you stop and turn around to the source of the insult
>It was actually a pretty scrawny kid, and what you presume are his cronies behind him. His number read...:
 
"Fucking 69? Really?"
>"Yeah bro! With your mother!"
">You scoff, and you are pretty sure the incident could be heard all around the field
>The rest of your team, and the girls on the bleachers are staring at you
>Many of their expressions either being uninterested, concerned, or out-right amused at the display
>You smirk, and make sure to talk loud and clear enough for everyone to hear
"I'm sorry, I don't follow; there must be a website called:'DUMBEST SHIT TO SAY; FOR THE MOST MENTALLY HANDICAPPED'--"
>You brush your bangs out of your eyes
"--And then, it generates an automated message for you to say, and for smart people like ME, to hear."
>Some of the girls; including Lemon, attempt to hold back a giggle
>Meanwhile, some of the guys on your team have a jolly laugh, while the others smile a huge one
>"Y-yheah? Back to y-you too, asshole!"
>The kid and his friends back away from you
>Huh,
>That was barely a burn at all; you were mostly talking from the bottom of your ass
 
>... Oh god, you can almost hear that FUCKING theme song play in your head
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I33u_EHLI3w
 
>Pain and suffering... DAMNIT Anon, stop thinking about that bullshit
>...
 
>For the past hour, your coach had your team perform the per-usual drills and lectures on plays
>You occasionally mingle with the rest of your team
>As it turns out, most of them were pretty cool
>Turns out that the JV Football team is the only team at C.P. that gives a shit about each others well being
>Every once in a while, you would look at Lemon Zest observing you from the bleachers
>She would ONLY watch YOU, which you were okay with
>She would occasionally wave and or smile at you
>She seems to be the only person you give a shit about at this point
>...
 
>Finally, enough of all that bullshit, the coach had called a practice game to finish the night off
>He split your team in half and had your side play offensive, while the other half, defensive
>Written Script, your teams supposed Quarterback calls a huddle before the play
>"Alright people, time to put our heads in."
>He looks at every one of you
>"We'll start with a running play, Emerald, you're up. Handoff. Everyone, just hold the line."
>He looks at you
>"Anon, draw. I'll fake 'em and make it seem like I'm passing to you, and then I'll hand it to Emerald."
"Got it."
>"Alrighty then, let's do this."
>You break the huddle and get to the Line of Scrimage
>"GO ANON! YOU GOT THIS!"
>You look over at Lemon cheering you on, some girls from her team start to giggle, but no shits given from her
>You feel a pat on your back
>It's Written
>"Pussy later, play now."
"Fuck you too man."
>The both of you laugh as you get into position
>Let's get it on
 
>Although it was only practice, and the plays were not actually a full game, you were pumped
>As both sides get into formation, you look back to Written
>He simply nods back at you
>You then look at the Cornerback that was assigned to you, he simply winks
>To be expected, he WAS your teammate
>The ball snaps
>You rush straight into the fellow Cornerback before sidestepping him
>You are now open, and the defensive side notices it before stepping into a counter
>Luckily the Strong Safety was on the other side of the field watching the other Wide Receiver
>The Free Safety tries to rush you
 
>Written's plan goes into action as he fakes a pass to you, before handing it off to Emerald Green; the team's Halfback
>Most of the defense was focused around your area, so his rush was on the other side
>Meeting minimal resistance, he manages to get around the Defensive line
>He gets 10 yards before getting tackled by the defense, nothing big
 
>...
>This has been going on for a while, the offensive and defensive sides get their share of victory on plays
>This team is actually pretty fucking amazing for what it is
>You expect a lot of wins this season
>The coach's whistle blows multiple times
>"Alright guys. You did great for the first night. I know Crystal Prep's reputation for success."
>He licks his lips
>"You won't have to worry about practice tomorrow, we'll save that for Thursday night, same time--"
>"--And we'll be having our first game of the season the day after that; Friday; 2:30 pm"
>Coach starts to walk away before turning around again
>"Our opponents will be CHS. Have a good night guys."
>And with that, the team starts to exchange fist bumps before turning in for the night
>"Hey Anon, NOW you get the pussy."
>Written motions towards Lemon Zest, who was now walking onto the field towards you
>"Heh, see you later bro."
>"Anon! You were pretty brutal out there man! It looked like you forgot it was your own team! Heha!"
 
>You place your jersey and protective gear in the back as Lemon hops into your car
>She was still in her Volleyball Uniform
>Yeah, you were watching her team practice before yours happened
 
>More specifically, you were watching 'her' practice
 
>Should you be more specific;
 
>You were looking at her ass in tight shorts for about an hour and a half
 
>But let's not get into that
>Let's get into the fact that your team is gonna absolutely wreck CHS on Friday
>You heard before you got into Crystal Prep that they and Canterlot High were fierce rivals
>I guess it would be time to show what you're made of
>"Heyo, Anon. You can just drive me home now, my mom's waiting for me."
"Sure thing Lemon."
>You start up the engine, and drive down, and out of the school parking lot
>You flick your head, bangs flying out of your eyes
>Maybe that little shit whom you shitted on during practice was right
 
>...
Her home comes into sight, and you pull over to the side of the road
>She slowly gets out and leans into your window
>"Okay then, I'll see you tomorrow at school then Anon! Night!"
"I guess that'll be so, Lemon. See ya."
>She winks at you as she turns around and walks towards her front door
>Woah.
 
>This is the final straw
>You drive down the road, towards downtown and look at the time: 7:40pm
>You got enough time
>You pull up into a plaza, and park at the side of the road before walking down the sidewalk
>And with that, a store, with bold letters 'Mark's Sports Haircutters' gets into your sight
>You enter the shop
 
>...
>You enter your bathroom and immediately observe yourself in the mirror
 
>I mean, it still has that 'look' to it, but not cringeworthy anymore
>You feel your hair more
>If you must say so yourself, you look a lot better than before
>You sniffle as you undress and get into the nice cool shower
>The practice was pretty rough, but then again, for a rough team
 
>...
>Time to 'Global Elite' it up in here
>You start up CSGO and start a competitive match
Two hours later...
>'Supreme Master First Class'
 
"FUCK."
 
>...
>You feel like a different person now
>...
>No, you are serious, you literally feel like a different person now with your 'skater hair'
>The night ended with you yelling in rage after losing your rank in GO
>Multiple times, you were sure your phone was vibrating, but you were too angry to look and check
 
>You patiently wait at your bus stop along with some other Crystal Prep students whom you never met
>Soon enough, the bus pulls up, and all of your fellow students pile in
>Lemon was already in her seat, but this time you notice she does not have her headphones on
"Uhh, what's up Lemon? No tunes today?"
>"Wha-- Oh heey Anon!"
>She was looking out of the window, clearly bored as hell itself
>"Yeeah, my mom sorta took them after deciding that I should 'pay more attention' to my education... Whatever..."
>She goes silent again
>She looks back through the window with a flustered expression
>...
>Wow, after any conversation you've held with her, they've always gone silent, with her same look in effect
>She would always resort to listening to her music, again and again, but this time, she had nothing
>You never noticed this before
"Yeah, I know what that's li--"
>"--Ohh gosh, Anon! Your hair! You cut it, didn't you?!"
>You are taken back immediately
>Her hand touches the side of your hair, before lifting a chunk of it up
>I uhhhh.... Woah...
"Y-yeah. Just last night after dropping you off. I meant to get it cut before coming to Crystal Prep."
>"Hopefully you don't mind me saying, but you look really good today!"
>She makes immediate eye contact with you
>Normally, you would be lost for words at this moment
>But her inconsistency and wild mood swings are quite obviously rattling you hard
>"You uhh,-- I think you forgot to reply to my texts to you last night, Just wanted to know how you were doing, man!"
>Oh shit, so thats what those vibrations were
>But, what's with her sudden involvment with you?
>You can't quite put your finger on it...
 
>...
>The lunch bell rings throughout Crystal Prep as students fill the hallways and go about their way
>I guess the only logical solution is to go have lunch with Lemon and her friends again
>You feel a pat on your back
>"Nice plays you did last night Anon. You get Lemon Zest yet?"
>It's Written Script along with Emerald Green and a few others from your team
"Uhh, pardon?"
>"Lemon Zest, bro! You know, the chick that always seems to want to be on your dick?"
"About that...-"
>"Forget about that now, man. Let's go to the cafeteria and eat, then you can tell us your experiences with her. Aight?"
>Damnit
>...
 
>As all of you sit down at a single table, you grab a soda can out of your backpack
>"Sooo, Anon? Y'know word is getting out that 'Lemon Zest' certainly likes to get up, close and personal to you, right?"
>"Basically everyone always sees you two together; chatting it up. You gonna tell us what that's all about, dude?"
"I mean, we aren't dating or anything. I literally just came here yesterday..."
>"Yeah, but that doesn't mean things can't heat up soon y'know? Hehe."
"Our conversations always end in silence you know I kind of think she's outta my league... And stuff."
>He blinks
>"You're kidding me..! Man you don't know what's up, man!---"
>"--I've been to Pre-K with her and shit! She had never had a boyfriend EVER."
>"Once things get past 'that' stage, she doesn't know where to go. She's actually pretty awkward most of the time."
>"If you want to see things fly between you two, It's gotta be you to start up the engine!"
>You lean back a bit and look towards Lemon's table
>Her friends are talking to her too, her face is that one of embarrassment
>Fuck, they must be telling her of the gossip of the day too
>Enough of this bullshit
 
"Written, hold my beer."
>You hand him your can as you stand up
>"Wha- Anon, this is ROOT BEER."
 
"WRITTEN. Hold. My. Beer."
>"Uh, okay."
 
>You begin to walk up to Lemon's table
>You notice that plenty of the students in the cafeteria are currently watching you walk towards her
>The fuck is this, a horribly cheesy high school drama?
>As you get nearer to her table, they notice you
>All of her friends' faces is that of amusement, while Lemon refuses to face you
"Yo Lemon, let's get the hell out of this place, now."
>She looks at you with a confused, red face
>"I uhhh, what's that Anon?"
"I said we should probably get out of the cafeteria before some shit starts happening."
>"Yeah... Uh, okay..."
>As she gets up from her seat, some kids start howling while others giggle at the sight of you two together
>She refuses to not look straight forward, her face keeps on flaming within
>This fucking school man, what is with it?
>The two of you walk throughout the hallways, receiving looks and giggles from other kids
>You both then walk out of the main lobby, and then outside
>You spot a nearby bench before deciding to sit on it
 
>...
>There is a well-justified silence for a moment, before you break it
"I'm guessing you know what's going on already."
>She straightens her posture out a bit, not looking at you directly
>"Yeah... To be quite frank, I'm mostly just confused right now..."
>She REALLY is embarrassed right now
>"At first, I thought the girls were just joking, and then I notice everyone in the cafeteria is staring at me."
>"They said something along the lines of 'It's about time you got a boyfriend already', and stuff like that..."
>"A-And then they--."
"That's alright... I don't need to hear about that anymore Lemon... I know..."
>You swallow
"You don't need to worry about that stuff too much, y'know... That's just 'teen gossip'. Chances are it'll blow over tomorrow."
>"I uh.. Really?"
"Mhmm! Stuff like that happened all the time at my old school involving other students. I didn't give a shit the next day."
"--All you need to do is NOT worry, and it'll blow over just like that."
>She blinks, her embarrassed expression is gone without a trace, but she still keeps on looking forward
 
 
>"Anon?"
"Hmm?"
 
>She finally looks at you, directly in the eyes too...
>"Thank you."
 
"It's what I do best."
 
>Haha
>That's a lie you fucker
>Stop lying to yourself
 
>...
>Same old bullshit
 
>Throughout the rest of your classes, you appeared to be the center of attention
>Lemon Zest is probably experiencing the same thing in her classes too
>Hopefully she took your advice, because she was utterly destroyed earlier
>The final school bell finally marks the end of Day 2 in Hell
>You leave the school and enter the same old bus again
>You must've been a bit early, as Lemon wasn't in her usual seat in the back
>You sigh and place your ear buds in your ears as you wait
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YLstIHiQ1Cg
 
>But just like that, you immediately see her enter the bus
>You instantly pause the song as you wait and let her take her seat next to you
"Anything happen during your classes?"
>"Yeah, just the usual stares, nothing crazy though."
"Mhm, me too. Like I said, though, it'll blow over by tomorrow. You can bet me on that."
>"You really helped me out of a rough spot today Anon."
>Her attitude is way more laid back and chill than it ever was before
>" I really thought it was going to ruin my chances w--"
>She stops mid-sentence
"Uh-heh, could you say that again, Lemon? I didn't hear you properly."
>"Nothing Anon! Just talking to myself! Heheh."
>Okay
>Something about 'chances'?
>"Uh-eh, actually, Anon?"
"Mhmm?"
>"Are you doing anything tonight?"
 
>5:30pm
>...
 
>So you've agreed to go hang out with Lemon for the night
>Even though she probably doesn't like the word, you know it's basically a date
>You are pretty certain you know her deal at this point, a bit awkward, no dating experience, all that
>It's still a surprise to you, your first impressions of her was that she was your typical wild party girl
>I mean you're spending the night with her, you should ask
 
>You're at a restaurant, just to eat and stuff, and you have yet to decide what to do after
>The waitress takes your orders, and the wait begins
>Lemon Zest had pretty casual attire on; button-up shirt; rolled up sleeves, tight fitting white jeans, sneakers
>She still did not have her headphones on
>You were wearing your best looking hoodie, which just happened to be white, and a black vest over it
>You were also wearing black jeans, skate shoes, and a beanie, with your hood to go on top of it
 
"You seem a lot more chill and relaxed this evening, Lemon, you over with what happened today?"
>"Yep... Decided that the past is the past. Crystal Prep is pretty crazy with that sorta thing. Heh."
"I ehm... Uh, I..I was wondering about when we first met yesterday. You were pretty carefree then,"
"What was that all about? Just the first day back to school, bit excited?"
>She takes a moment
>"Not really,"
>She sighs and scratches her head
 
>"It's just that I uhh, make some sorta escape into my music often. I don't find myself talking to others THAT much."
>"I guess it was just that I immerse myself, and let myself go with the music. I'm not like that regularly."
"And you know what..? Even though your 'music personality' creates absolutely ridiculous scenarios,--"
"--I like a change of pace every once in a while... You should try to keep yourself like this."
>She giggles
>"We'll see."
 
>...
>You've finished both of your meals, and were already back in the car
>Lemon hops in and closes the door behind her
"Y'know, I think' it'd be fun if we just strolled along the waterfront at the harbor."
>"The harbor?"
"Mhmm! Tons of shops, maybe get to see your average seal pop up."
>"Sounds like a blast!"
"Alright. Let's go then."
 
>...
>You walk along the pathway in the harbor with Lemon by your side
>You stuck with your word, as there were rows upon rows of stores and cafés
>Loads of people go by their way
>You spot an Ice Cream Parlor
"You up for a treat? On me tonight only."
>"Am I ever! My mom literally limits my snacking and it gets irritating a lot."
>Fuck, her parents must be loving being in control of her life
>...
 
>"You have Football practice again tomorrow, right Anon? I'd like to see CHS's faces when you make the play. Heha."
"Really? Last time I checked, this Anon guy had told me that I was pretty bad at Football all together. So I don't know."
>"Oh, don't say that you buffoon! You nearly wrecked your own team at last night's practice!"
>The both of you laugh as you enjoy your ice creams
>As you walk along the boardwalk, you start to see something form up along the water ripples
>A seal had poked its head up from the water
"Oh hey, look! What'd I say?"
>You point towards the seal, Lemon and a few others nearby look at the direction you are pointing at
>"Oh wow!"
>Lemon gets walks up a bit closer to the edge to get a better look, the seal looking directly at the tiny crowd that had formed
>"That's so cool, Anon. Never seen anything like that before!"
>...
 
>The sun starts to fall behind the horizon, and the dark settles in
>You and Lemon start to head back towards your car, Ice cream still in hand
>"I had a great time tonight, Anon."
"Yeah, well, I just so happen to be the expert in picking date spots that just so happen to be on school nights."
>Her faces reddens at the word; 'date'
"C'mon, it's getting late now. Baack we go."
 
Friday; 2:30pm
>...
 
>The big day had arrived
>Canterlot High School; or 'CHS', had arrived at Crystal Prep to play as the visiting team
>Naturally, the bleachers were filled with people from all over town; 'Twas the first game this season
>The 'Wondercolts' were still getting changed into gear in the change room
>What a fucking name
>You were still on the sidelines, your team mingling with each other
>...
>"WHAT'S UP, FOOTBALL STAR?!?"
 
>You jump sky high instantly as you think your left eardrum explodes into oblivion
>You immediately turn around to see Lemon Zest snickering her butt off
"OHH UHHH, Y'know, just thinking of getting my hearing checked out after the game, Lemon."
>It takes about a minute for her suppressed laughter to die down and she gains her cool again
>"I'm-I'mm sorry about that Anon, Heheheh. I just thought you needed a jumpstart before the game."
>"Ehhhh, okay..."
>She takes one last deep breath
 
>"I genuinely wish you the best of luck though, I hope to see you guys kick some CHS butt today."
"I'll try to get a couple points."
>"For Crystal Prep?"
"Probably, and maybe I'll get some for you too."
>Her demeanor is chilled
>"I'll be the watching you only, Anon."
"You're a sweet girl."
>She picks up your helmet that you had dropped after receiving her scare, and places it in your arms.
>"Get some, cowboy."
"Let's roll."
 
>You maintain eye contact with her before breaking it and regrouping with your team, Written Script smirks
>"I see you're getting some, Anon."
"Sure thing boss."
 
>You see Canterlot exit the changing rooms before receiving a roar of both cheers and boos from both sides
>"Let's get it going boys. Our public awaits."
 
>Your coach walks toward your team's side of the sideline and clears his throat
>"Alright guys, small, tiny pep talk; since I know you guys are gonna kick ass today anyways."
>He swallows
>"Written, if you win the coin toss, let CHS kick it off immediately,--"
>"--I want us to be knee deep in their side before they know what had hit'em, understood?"
>"Whatever you say, Coach."
>"Alright guys, game on. I'm proud of all of you so far. Get some, Shadowbolts."
 
>Written Script then walks closer to the field before motioning for the rest of the team to come
>"Alright people, HUDDLE UP, Let's make sure these fuckers know who they're up against!!"
>The rest of the team has closely packed in around Written
>Crowds from both sides look towards your team's formation with great interest
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BNIIJNYUl2I
 
>Fucking 300
>The Crystal Prep crowd roars with cheers, while you can almost see CHS cower with each chant
 
>"Let's fuck'em up boys."
 
>It seems that both team's are ready, as yours and Canterlots step towards the field
>Written walks up to the middle to meet the referee and the Wondercolt's captain for the coin toss
>As you witness from the back, you hear the visiting captain shout 'HEADS.', before the coin lands
>"TAILS! SHADOWBOLTS, YOUR CHOICE."
>You can clearly hear Written chuckle, while the Wondercolt's captain is seething with rage
>Just like coach had said, he chooses to defend on the first half
 
>Both teams go to their respective endzones with the ball in CHS's possession, ready to kick off
>You looked for a last time towards the bleachers, in search of Lemon Zest
>You see her on the top row with the rest of her friends
>She waves while you nod your head before turning it back to the game
>Are you ready?
>Sure, why not?
 
>"Anon! You and Sunburst, behind our line! You guys'll catch it while we hold!"
>You nod to your fellow receiver; while running back towards your endzone to get a better catch
 
>You see the other team getting in position to rush
>The ball is then placed a few paces in front of the kicker, he prepares himself for the kick
>...
 
>The next thing you know, the ball is now airborne
>The opposing team rushes towards your end, only to be met with resistance made by your team's line
>The ball is heading in your direction
>With no time to think, you start your sprint towards the ball
 
>The football hits you directly in your chest, knocking a bit of air out of your respiratory system
>You quickly wrap your arms around the ball as you keep your full-on sprint towards the other Endzone
>The Crystal Prep crowd yet again roars with excitement as you rush into, and past the line
 
>Your teammates manage block most of the CHS team
>But to the front, you see what might as well be the human incarnation of Speedy Gonzales rushing you
>Oh fuck
>You squint your eyes as you prepare for impact, there's no way of getting out of this now
 
>He gets closer and closer until he makes a head-on collision
>...
 
>You feel yourself being forced back violently onto the ground, the ball, forcing itself out of your hands
>The both of your helmets collide so hard, that yours rips itself off your head
>Yet, you oddly don't feel any pains or aches anywhere on your body
>Both crowds wince at the first tackle of the game, which was so hard, neither side were cheering
>You look up immediately, and towards the CHS guy who was on the ground in front of you too
>He was holding his chest, wincing at what you presume is intense pain
>You immediately get yourself off of the ground and wipe some sweat off your eyebrow
 
>As soon as Crystal Prep sees you get back up like a fucking man, they cheer loudly
>You feel something dripping off your nose
>You wipe it, seeing blood on your hand
 
>The nose bleed wasn't out of control, but enough to have it run down your face and off your chin
>The rest of your team runs over to celebrate your fucking awesome manliness
>The Canterlot team runs over to their fallen teammate to check up, as the paramedics rush up to him
 
>"Holy FUCKING Shit, Anon! You are THE fucking tank, dude!"
>You cough before pushing your chest outwards and placing your hands on your waist
"That's 'cause I'm the fucking MVP here booys."
 
>You and your teammates look back at the scene in front of you
>Paramedics are checking up on the CHS player while the rest of his team is giving you daggers
>Suddenly, you feel a tap on your shoulder
>You turn around to see another paramedic looking at you directly
>"Can you come with me for a second, son?"
"Uhhhh, yeah, sure."
>Your team follows you as the paramedic and you head towards the sidelines
>He motions for you to sit on a bench while he opens his bag full of medical supplies
>"That was a pretty hard hit you received there, son. I thought for sure you were gonna end up like the other kid."
>...
 
>A few minutes later, the guy is done checking up on you
>The bleeding stopped half-way through the guys check-up
>"Seems like you have nothing broken or out of place."
>"You probably will be able play in a few more minutes while the kid is being carried out."
>The paramedic then zips up his bag, then focuses his attention on the other injured CHS guy
>The kid literally looks like hell from your perspective, a stretcher beside him waiting to carry him out
 
>"Jesus Anon, you took quite the hit there, you okay son?"
>You look behind you to see your parents with somewhat worried expressions
>Shit, you forgot that your parents were here to watch your game
"Nothing bad, dad, I'll be able to play in a couple more minutes. I'll take it easier for you, aight?"
>"That's what I wanna hear champion. Go get'em for me alright?"
"Ten-Four, father 'o dad of mine. Heheh."
>"Mhmm."
 
>You sit in the bench for a for more minutes as the fucked up CHS guy is ushered out in a stretcher
>As soon as the kid is out of sight, the Canterlot crowd boos very loudly
>You can clearly see a large majority of the crowd chanting 'GO HOME.' in your general direction
>They must be doing that to you, who else would they be doing it too?
 
>Now that more time had passed since the incident, you start to feel really bad
>He was clearly messed up badly, and looked like he was on the verge of tears
>You heard a paramedic exclaim out loud; 'Rib fracture...' a few minutes ago
>Damnit, the shitty thought of hurting a person for popularity gain
>You didn't mean what you had said to your team or your apparent disregard for competitors
>Crystal Prep is probably changing you for the worst
>You rest your hand on your mouth as you become deep in thought at the kid's well being
>...
 
>You rub the back of your head and spit on the ground in the sidelines
>You notice some blood come out of your mouth
>Shit, you feel a sting in your inner lip
>You must of bit it during your collision
 
>Why didn't you have a serious injury yourself?
 
>"Alright Anon, game on again... Good job on gaining those yards, though."
>Your coach pats you on the back as he points towards your team
>You sit up as you slowly walk up to the Line of Scrimmage to the rest of the team
 
>Alright, no emotional bullshit, you gotta play now
>"Okay Anon, now that you had your moment of fame, it's time for you to catch a Forward Pass. Got it?"
"Mhmm..."
>...
 
>As you get into position, you see the Cornerback assigned to you, give you the look of murder
>"You ready to see some magic happen between the two of us, punk?"
"Are you saying that we should have gay sex right here on the field? Huh?"
 
>He sputters
>"W-what!?"
 
"That's pretty homo dude... Pretty gay... Call a therapist. You never wanna roll that way, ever."
>"Y-yeah, okay, whatever you say asshole. Prepare to meet your maker."
>The both of you get ready for the ball to snap, and for you to rush straight into the Cornerback
>...
 
>The ball snaps to the quarterback, as both sides rush past the Line and into each other
>Luckily, the guy wasn't very agile, as you were to pass him with a simple side step
>You run into where you presume would be an open field and raise your arms for Writtens pass
>He passes the ball over the play as you run towards Canterlot's Endzone to meet the ball
>You face infield as the football simply lands itself into your forearms
 
>Nothing was on your mind at all during this moment
>You simply turn back towards the Endzone and make a mad dash towards it
>Your sprint during the kickoff earlier made it so that you only had about 15 yards to the Endzone
>Both teams run after you, whether it be to protect, or to tackle, you don't care at all this moment
>You see a Canterlot player come rushing towards you on the right
>But he won't have enough time to tackle, as you literally have 5 yards to touchdown
 
>...
>You internally cheer as you make it past the line and six points are rewarded to your team
>You feel that same CHS guy come in too late, rush you down to the ground, but to no avail
>You roll over while on your back and stand immediately to your feet
>You instantly slam the football onto the ground as you throw your arms up with a wild grin
>Your team soon comes up to celebrate
 
>You feel multiple pats on your back and slaps to the side of your helmet cheerfully by your teammates
>And soon came the compliments of your score
>"You're on a fucking roll today, Anon! Go get some BABY! WOOoo!!!"
>You chest bump with Written Script and fistbump with others on your team
 
>That same guilt of the unintentional injury you caused earlier still looms through your head...
 
>...
 
>During the first-half of the game, your team had managed to score multiple touchdowns
>A few points were also added with the few field goals your team had managed to score
>Your defense also impressively defused some touchdowns, and even got some interceptions
>You were certain you were playing with the best Junior Varsity team in the state
 
>The second-half wasn't much different either
>However,the Wondercolts started to slowly raise their score, catching up to the Shadowbolts
>At some point, they even managed to get a higher score than your teams
>But they were quickly shot down as you came back
>It was quite the fierce battle between the two teams
 
>...
>Sunburst, your fellow Wide Receiver, finally manages to score the final touchdown in a hail Mary
>You and the team quickly jump to their feet in one final, loud cheer for everyone to hear
 
>The game had ended in Crystal Prep victory
>As if the crowd wasn't already crazy before, they let one final roar of cheers and disappointment
>You and your team form a huddle with Written Script leading
>"Alright, you glorious fucks! Get ready!"
>You all place your hands in the center
 
"ONE. TWO. THREE. SHADOWBOLTS!!! WOOOOOO!!!"
>The Crystal Prep crowd quickly gets out of their seats to congratulate the victorious team
>...
 
>You drop your helmet on the ground as you see your parents quickly walking over to you
>You begin to stroll over to them, but are immediately forced forward
>You feel someone jump onto your back with their feet and hands wrapped around your body
>It was made quite obvious who, the slim, slender body wrapped around you belonged to
 
>"Haheh! That was awesome, Anon! You totally kicked their butt!"
>This has to happen in front of your parents too... Oh well
>The both of you laugh as you give Lemon a quick, goofy piggyback ride around
>"Hahaha! Okay-Okay! That's enough Anon!"
>You release her
>She then turns around to wrap her arms around you personally
>Man,
 
>You return the hug to Lemon Zest for a bit
>...
 
>Oh crap
>You look back up at your parents
>Your dad has a huge grin while your mother is covering her eyes, shaking her head with a tiny smile
>Damnit Lemon Zest, why must you do this now
>You let go of the hug as you rub the back of your head
>Lemon notices your demeanor, and immediately looks in your parents' direction
>It takes her a moment to realize the situation she is currently in...
>She widens her eyes and her face turns beet red
 
"YEAH, uhhhh... Good game we had, dad. Fo' sure."
>"Yuh-huh, definitely son..."
>You mom looks up and starts to form words in her mouth
>"I'm guessing this is the 'Lemon Zest' you were speaking of for the past week, Anon."
"Mhmm... Yeaah... Lemon,-- My parents."
>You motion towards your parents with your hands
>Lemon simply raises her hands at your parents, her voice kind of low
>"Hi..."
 
"YEaaah, so I gotta go get changed outta my gear and such. Be right back, family."
>You and Lemon head back towards your team who was being talked to by coach
>"Hey Anon."
>You look back
>"Your, helmet, son?"
>He points towards your helmet you dropped on the ground
>Huh
>You race back towards your helmet, immediately picking it up, before reaching Lemons side again
>"Take good care of 'er son."
>You instantly look back at your dad again with a death stare, Lemon's eyes widen
>You jokingly put your fists up in a mock fighting stance
"When are you gonna square up, old man?"
>Your parents laugh while you get a giggle out of Lemon
>"I'm just joking around, Anon. Go get changed already you rascal."
>You shake your head with a smile while walking to your team again
 
>...
>You walk out of the change room in your casual wear; school had ended already
>You immediately see Lemon and meet up with her
>You both then walk towards the rest of your team and coach; who was talking to you all
 
>"Fantastic job, gentlemen. I'm proud of all you, you all did good out there this afternoon.--"
>"--I want all of you to have a great weekend, remember though; practice will be on Monday again."
>"6:30pm, the regular schedule. Have a good day guys."
>The coach then walks away to talk to the refs and other team's coach
 
>Written Script then faces you
>"You are a beast on the playing field, Anon."
"It's what I do best..."
>"No seriously though, you fucked that kid up. Chances are everyone in the school will see that shit."
>"That whole incident is camera recorded, expect to have some more fortune Monday morning."
"Okay..."
>"Oh yeah, and here, take my number, just in case I forget."
>"We'll probably hang and shit over the weekend, got a couple of the guys from the team too."
"Alright, see ya, bro."
>You exchange fist bumps before separating on your own ways
>Lemon looks at you with a neutral expression while you both walk towards the parking lot
 
>"Anon... That accident...... Did you really mean it?"
>You widen your eyes as you look directly at her
>You can't lie
>That would be the worst thing to do to someone like her
>You stop, she quickly following suit
>You turn your body towards her, maintaining eye contact
 
"I didn't... Lemon... I'm still a bit guilty about him... I wish I could have done more to help..."
 
>She simply smiles
>"It's not your fault, Anon. I'm just glad that you're thoughtful of others..."
 
>You smile back as the both of you walk towards the parking lot again
 
>...
 
>You slouch in your chair as you play more competitive matches on Counter Strike
>Still upset about the loss of your Global Elite rank, you half-assed most of your games
 
>The only thing that was on your mind was Lemon Zest
>Her attitude and mood had been through a process throughout the entire week
 
>On Monday; she was carefree and outgoing
>On Tuesday; she was more reserved and quiet
>On both Wednsday and Thursday; she was in between outgoing and reserved
 
>And on Friday..:
 
>She was chilled...
>She was flirty...
>And she literally stood by your side where ever you went...
 
>You know she's interested in you at this point, it couldn't be more obvious
>But as Written Script had told you; she was handholdless, and kissless and was clueless on dating
>You scratch your head as you pop a few more headshots in CS
 
>You are probably going to have to perform the first move on her if this is gonna work
>I mean, you definitely like her back
>And her physical appearance is beyond any guy's imagination
 
>Fuck, this stuff is complicated
 
>You look back at your clock as the match ends in your team's favor
>11:30pm
 
>Right, you have speedball tomorrow morning
>You shut off your computer and get out of your clothes before getting into your bed
 
Saturday; 12:55pm
 
>...
 
>"THREE... TWO... ONE... GO, GO, GO. GAME ON."
 
>The referee then steps back to the sidelines as the match starts in the speedball field
>You weren't doing crazy things, just public drop-in matches with anyone else who pays to play
>You rush with the rest of your team to the nearest bunker as paintballs begin to fly
 
>You take cover behind an inflatable bunker as paint from the opposing team begins to hit it
>This is your fourth year playing paintball as a whole
>Many people would classify you as the typical 'rich-boy' player with barely any experience
>Even though you are technically rich with thousands dollars worth of gear, you knew your shit
 
>You begin to move from bunker to bunker before reaching the snake
>You begin to fire your marker, but just like that, you feel your phone ring and vibrate
>You place your marker on the ground and reach in your pocket for your phone
>It's Written Script calling you
 
>You answer, and place it in your mask as you pick up your marker and resume playing
"Hello?"
 
"Sup Written... Yeah... Uh-huh...Wait, what?"
>You see an opposing member in your line of sight, and you open fire, he's now out
...
"Someone put that shit on youtube.......?.....40k views..... No.... You serious?"
"Fuck, that's crazy, dude."
...
"What am I doing? I'm playing paintball right now man... Yeah..."
>You readjust your phone in your mask as you look to the other side
 
"What--What's your service provider... Do you have AT-&T?"
"...Verizon? Huh..."
 
>You begin to receive fire before you start delivering it yourself
"So what are you guys doing tonight..? Do you wanna go to the movies..? Yeah..."
...
"Yeah, yeah... Hang on, I'll talk to you again in a minute man, I'm playing here..."
"Mhmm... See ya in a bit...."
>You hang up as you begin pushing up with your team
 
>...
 
>You are browsing the internet while waiting for Written Script to pick you up in his car
>You were just going to go and hang out with some of the guys from your team and shit
>Apparently he had some café in mind, and to watch that new Michael Bay movie or something
>You get off of your chair and go to your closet to get changed into somewhat desirable wear
>...
 
>You finish putting on your red hoodie and black jeans with your same pair of skate shoes
>Just as you go to sit down at your desk again, you hear a honk of a horn from outside
>You look out your window to see a black car sitting out in your driveway
>Must be the guys
>You walk out of your room, and down your stairs before shutting your front door behind you
>Neither of your parents were home right now, they were both working
 
>You see the black car's window roll down to reveal Written Script with a plain t-shirt on
>"Yo Anon.We Just have Emerald and Sunburst here in the back, hop in."
>He opens the passenger door for you
>You enter his passenger seat and close the door behind you
>You look in the back to see Emerald Green and Sunburst sitting in the back seat
>You exchange fist bumps with each other before Written drives off to downtown
 
>"Yoo, Anon, dude. That fuckin' video of your accident has racked up another 10k views."
"That's fucking unreal man. I never thought it was a big deal myself..."
>You fasten your seatbelt and look back towards Emerald
"Do you have the video on your phone or some shit, man?"
>"Yeah dude! Here, take a look."
>He hands you his phone
>You immediately look at the view count and widen your eyes somewhat in shock
>51,372 views
>...
 
>You finish watching the video
>You hand it back to him and scratch your head
>From another perspective, you really fucked that kid up, christ
 
>Written drove around for a bit before parking in this parking lot next to this café; 'Sugercube Corner'.
>All of you exit the car, you still looking at the shop itself
 
"What's in this place that seems to reel you guys in?"
>"Uhh, this café probably makes the best sweets and desserts in the city..."
>He rubs his eyes
>"...Though it's usually occupied by CHS people, It's closer to their school and such..."
"Huh..."
 
>The four of you enter the place and walk over to the counter to place orders
>The place was pretty crowded with your regular teenagers, but then again, it was Saturday afternoon
>Plenty of attention was placed on you guys as you walk to the counter
>"Love the attention? They might recognize you from that game, bro..."
"Shit."
 
>...
>You drink from your milkshake at your guy's table, you can't help but notice all eyes in the shop are on you
>Some of the looks you received looked like they could kill
>You quickly face back towards your table, and to the guys
 
>"So how's that progress with Lemon Zest going, Anon? You take my advice?"
"I took it in... She's gotten a lot more flirty with me after our first date on Wedsnday."
>"A date..? Shit dude, game."
"Well, she liked to not consider it one, just a hang out session... But yeah, a lot more touchy and talky."
>"Well, like I said, you gotta be the one to rev that engine up, bro. She won't."
"For sure, man..."
 
>Your group discusses and compare the attractiveness of girls from CHS and Crystal Prep
>But then the café door swings open as you hear the voices of a bunch of girls as they walk in
>Written Script then smiles a huge one as he observes them behind you
>"Well, speak of the Devil... Anon... Behind you..."
 
>You immediately turn around in your seat to look at the girls who just entered the shop
>...
 
>Fucking Lemon Zest and the rest of her friends
>Is she all you see at this point?
 
>...
>It has been a bit since her group sat at your friends table and began to chill with each other
>Lemon had met you with a hug instantly, much to the amusement to both parties
>The two groups merged seem to go like clockwork when placed together
 
>Sunburst and Emerald were discussing Crystal Prep's sports with some of Lemon's friends
>Written had started to flirt with Sour Sweet; one of her friends and seem to be doing quite well
>You and Lemon were quietly sipping away at your shakes at the end of the table
>For the most part, the both of you were tuning in on the group's conversations every once in a while
 
>Every now and then you would catch her looking at you, and vice versa; her doing the same
>At one point, the two of you managed to make eye contact that lasted for a solid minute
>Your heart rate raised ten fold as this moment unfolded with her
 
>There were many things to praise about her physical appearance;
>But the one thing that always stood out apart from her, were the eyes she had
>Her amber eyes sparkled with life whenever she laughed and giggled
>And they gave that strong sense when she was serious and had to get a point across
>...
 
>...Oh god, you're basically on your knees to her at this point
>You need to do something about this real quick
>Get a hold of yourself, Anon
 
>Her small tender lips let go of her straw as she brushes a strand of long, silky hair out of her face
>You are certain she's giving you the same look you are giving her at the moment
>The one of uneasiness..
>Which, by the way, is still leaving you dumbfounded
>...
 
>Your heart aches more than ever as you readjust your hoodie and you become more restless
>What the fuck is happening to you right now?
>You thought it had become established that you "Like" her, and you know she "Likes" you too
>So what's with the anxiety all of the sudden?
 
>It's not like you are in-----
>...
 
>No godamnit, this better not be happening
 
>Shit man, it hasn't even been a week since you had first met her
>What the fuck
 
>You rest your head on your hand and take another sip out of your milkshake
>You look back at Lemon Zest
 
>She appears to have something on her mind too, as she looks down at the table, resting on her elbow
>Her eyes look back towards you, but quickly look back
>It looked pretty obvious that she was thinking about you too
>Huh... The both of you hadn't really said much to each other today yet
>Okay, Anon, just stop thinking about it...
 
>...
>"Uhhhhh, Anon, dude? You there?"
>You snap back to reality a few more minutes later
"Huhh, what?"
>Written Script grins
>"I asked you if you'd like to take the girls to the movies with us. They aren't doing anything else now..."
>"Uhhhhh... Sure. Sounds good."
>"......Alright. Let's not take any longer then."
>He, and the rest of the group then get out of their seats before getting ready to depart
>You look at your watch
 
>6:30pm
>Holy shit, has it really been that long?
 
>The group then walks out of the café, and eventually down the street to the movie theaters
>You walk with your hands in your hoodie pockets as you walk the sidewalk
>"Heyo, Anon? What movie is it that we're seeing?"
>You look to your side to see Lemon walking closely beside you with a curious expression
"Oh shit.... Uhhhh, it's that new Michael Bay movie, uhh... I forgot the name of it."
>"Haheh.... So expect to see lots of explosions and action movie shots?"
"Basically, Lemon. Heheh."
 
>She seemed to snap out of her mood during your stay at the 'Sugarcube Corner'
>That should be your queue to snap out of it yourself, yeah...
 
>Stop worrying about bullshit already Anon, and enjoy the weekend already
 
>...
>You sit in your seat and immediately stuff yourself with popcorn, fuck you love that stuff
>You sit upright to let Lemon take her seat beside you
>As she sits down next to you, you notice a very distinctive scent coming from her
>...
 
"That smells like vanilla... Perfume you wearing?"
>Her face goes from chilled to very anxious in a millisecond
>"Ohh, uhhhhh... I-I didn't think you would notice it..."
>Her eyes dart all over the theater
>"Uhh, you see, me and the girls went shopping this morning, A-And they brought this to me.--"
>You blink as she awkwardly laughs mid-sentence and hands you a perfume bottle out of her purse
>Okay...
>You inspect the tiny bottle of vanilla-scented perfume
>"They told me that-that-- it would--would..."
>...
>She gives up her failed explanation and takes a deep breath in before breathing it out
 
>"They... told me... that it would 'please' you..."
>She looks down and covers her eyes with her hands, defeated
 
>...This girl being for real right now..?
 
>You stare at her, clearly dumbfounded that something like this would be 'too-much' for her
>You blink again and moisten your mouth
"Heheh, uh, Lemon? I didn't want to make a big deal out of it. I just asked if you were wearing it..."
>She slowly looks up from her hands
>"...Pardon?"
"You heard me right, girl... I think it smells good on you. Nothing to be ashamed about."
>You reach and grab another handful of popcorn and stuff the good shit in your mouth with a smile
"I'm impreshed--"
>She sits straight back up with a confused expression
>"Ohh..."
>She brushes some hair out of her face
>"T-That probably made me look really stupid, didn't it?"
"Nahhhh, girl. Too cute for that."
>Her face immediately reddens at your compliment
>You internally cheer for yourself
 
>New, improved, charismatic Anon: 1
>Old, dusty, reserved Anon: 0
 
>She straightens up her posture and looks back towards the big screen with a gentle smirk
>"Too sweet, Anon... Too sweet."
>You face her with a grin
"Nuh-uh! Listen! I'll show you after this movie is done, what being really SWEET is, deal?"
>"I'd like to see that, Anon."
"Alright."
 
>You place your bucket of popcorn in between the two of you so you can share with her
>You make sweet eye contact with her one last time before the both of you face the screen
>The theater light's then turn down to darkness as advertisements appear on the screen
 
>...
>Just general movie previews and movie deals
>Apparently, the reviews that the movie your group is currently going to watch will be a solid 4 star movie
>Must be good, right? I mean it's Michael Bay, you always like a few action scenes every once in a while
 
>"Psst, Anon."
>The fuck
 
>It's coming from the other end of the row
>You lean forward a bit and look to the right to see Written Script waving to you
>You wave back, a bit confused
>He then motions towards who's beside him
>...
>It's Sour Sweet...
>Alright, what's the big deal?
 
>You then notice what was going behind her neck and to her shoulder
>...
>She was resting on his shoulders as he wrapped his arms around her
>You see what's going on here...
>Glad to see that he gets girls almost instantaneously while you have to work hard towards it
>Fuck man
 
>You and Lemon then continue to share your popcorn before something surprising pops up on screen
>Clearly an advertisment...
 
 
'Here in my garage, just bought this uh, new lamborghini here. Fun to drive up here in the Hollywood Hills.--"
 
>Goddamnit
 
>...
>Fuck, just commit suicide already, Anon
 
>30 minutes into the movie, you were already dead bored of it, so was everyone else in the theater
>You reach into your bucket of popcorn and stuff a handful into your mouth again
>You chew for a bit and then you swallow...
 
>You're starting to get sick of it at this point
>The horrible movie is NOT making any better
>What the fuck is this movie even about? A stunt-double who gets into real criminal action; IRL
>Like that shit hasn't been done before...
>Come on Michael Bay, you've done better than this
 
>You face Lemon Zest
"This is such a crappy movie, Lemon? You still with m--"
>You stop your sentence and smile...
 
>She had her head leaning back in her seat with her eyes shut
>Shit's so boring, she literally fell asleep watching it
>Heheh,
>So she wasn't with you after all
 
>You look back towards the movie and take a sip from your soda
 
>...
 
>Your eyes start to feel droopy as the movie continues on for another hour
>Fuck dude, now you're starting to feel the sleepiness
>I should---
 
>You feel something lean against your shoulder and arm
>You immediately snap out of your boredom and look to see what the deal is
>...
>Lemon had her head resting on your shoulder and wrapped her arms around yours, eyes still closed
>You widen your eyes at the display...
 
>She was literally snuggling up with you right now
 
>Is she still asleep? Is she doing some form of sleepwalking right now?
>Similar thoughts race through your head for the next few moments
>You look back towards the movie and try not to move and disturb her slumber
>Damnit Lemon, why must your body do this?
 
>...
>Finally, the movie ends as the credits roll up another hour later...
>Your group then gets out of their seat and begins to stretch their bodies from the boredom
>You would do the same, but currently you have a situation on your hands
 
"Lemon? Movie's over."
 
>"I know. I wasn't sleeping, Anon."
 
>You sigh and lean your head back on your seat
>Lemon then opens opens her eyes and faces you with a smile
 
>"You're comfy."
"Mhm... I bet."
 
>You look forward again as she covers her mouth and giggles
>You can't help but laugh as well
 
"I don't know if I should show you the real meaning of 'sweet' now that you pulled that stunt. Heheh."
>She instantly sits straight up and looks at you with a pleading look
>"Nonono! I wanna know! I promise not to do that kind of thing again, Anon!"
>You smirk as you look in the other direction
 
"No, I don't know... Lemon. That was a bit too drastic for me."
>"Anon, you clown!"
>She jokingly punches you lightly in the arm
"Hey, I'm just making it even, Lemon! For real though, I'll show you after we get out of this place."
>The both of you exit your seats and regroup with the others
>Written faces you, Sour Sweet still a bit close for comfort to him
 
>"Damn, movie sucked hard."
"I know, how did THAT get a Four Star rating?"
>"Bribe? I don't know, don't ask me man. Let's just get back to the Sugarcube Corner."
"For sure."
 
>Your group then exits the theater, already walking down the street to the café
>You stop with Lemon following suit
 
"Uh, yeah... Just go on without us for a bit. I need to show Lemon something real quick."
>They turn back towards you two, Written the only one with an amused look, the others being confused
>"Don't get too intimate. We don't wanna get towed now, do we?"
"Yep. Be right back."
 
>You and Lemon then stroll in the other direction
>She faces you
 
>"Now, what was your 'definition' of sweet?"
"Just come here, you'll like it, I know you will."
>"Is it a cheesy romantic movie one-liner?"
"Nope. Down here."
>You then walk into an alley where there is little light
>You then face her, she is currently befuddled
 
>"Why do we even need to be down here, Anon? It really isn't that important, is i--"
 
>...
>You lean your head and immediately lock lips with her
...
>In this moment, you touched god himself
 
>...
>You up the antes by grabbing both of her hands with your own and holding them
 
>Maybe you should have waited a bit to let her finish her question...
>She was shell-shocked at this very moment
>Your heart was probably beating just as fast as her heart was
>...
>Just like Written had said; she never experienced this kind of thing before
>Her tender lips still holding yours
 
>During the first few moments of your signs of affection, she was tensed to hell and back
>But as you held the kiss and her hands as well, she loosed up quite noticeably
 
>Her expression still showed shock though, her cheeks as red as Satan himself
>It takes you a lot of willpower to not smile during this heated moment
>You know she loves it
 
>...
>A few more moments later, she broke the long-lasting kiss with a neutral expression
>You brush some of her hair out of her face as you grin
 
"There, THAT is sweet. You can't top that."
 
>Lemon Zest stares directly in your eyes with a gentle smile as you brush a few more strands of hair out of her face
>She then slowly looks down at her hands, which are currently being held by yours
>You can't help but notice the softness and warmth of them, compared to the calloused, roughness of yours
>You are at a loss of words, and you know she is too...
 
>She giggles as she makes eye contact with you again
 
>"Just a little bit sweet, Anon. You could've done better."
>You scoff and grin back at her
>You're oh-so-glad that she had found her composure again. Damnit Lemon, you, and your personality.
 
"You serious?! I can tell you were anxious the entire time! You can't get any better than that."
>"Actually, you can! But we save that 'phase' for a bit later down the line when we both understand and agree to the consequnces."
>She laughs as you widen your eyes and slowly, but surely realize what her response had meant:
 
>Sweet,
>Tender,
>Love-making
 
>You back up a bit and release her hands with a smile
"--Woahh! Slow down, there, speed-racer! It hasn't even been a week yet since we first met!"
>"Hehaha! Calm down, Anon! I'm just joking!"
"Mhmm... I know you are."
 
>You turn your head and look down the alley towards the street
>"Something wrong, cutie?"
 
>You face her again with a smile
 
"Yeah. I think it won't take long until the group figures out what's taking the two of us so long..."
>"And..? I thought everyone at school knows of us being a thing at this point."
"Yep, but still..."
 
"...Let's head back now..."
>"Whatever you say; no-fun-allowed."
"Yup..."
 
>The both of you walk out of the alley and onto the street towards Sugarcube corner, where the others are currently waiting
 
Sunday
 
>...
>You drop your phone on your desk as you sit on your seat to play more Counter Strike: Global Offensive
>Nothing else special had happened last night between you and Lemon, just a sweet wave good-bye
 
>You solo-queue up on Dust II in Competitive
 
>You recall your first week at Crystal Prep to be definitely be interesting
>...
>You met a cute girl whom just so happened to have similar interests...
>You signed up to be on the Junior Varsity Football team...
>You took that said girl on a date...
>You had your first game of the season on Friday and fucking hospitalized a kid...
>You hung out with the guys and took Lemon to the movies on a makeshift date...
>...And you kissed her in a dark alleyway right after...
 
>None of this wouldn't of happened in your old school, which is quite literally on the other side of the country
 
>You're glad your family had moved
>...
 
>You hold down B site with a Nova along with your fellow teammate and pick off the opposing team
>Counter-Terrorists Win
 
"Good job boys. Same plan."
>'got you fam :)'
 
>You scratch your head as the new round starts
>You wonder what Lem is doing right now...
 
>As if on cue, you feel your phone vibrate on your desk
>You pick it up and look at the screen: It's Lemon
 
>'hey cutie ;) what r u doing right now?'
'winning right now'
>'i thought u won over my heart already!'
'no, silly, im playing a game right now, one sec'
>'alright then, seems like video games are more important than ur girl'
 
>You roll your eyes
>You are then headshotted from across the map with an AK
 
>'Get rekt scrub!! So shit."
'I'm texting the bae right now fag. Sorry.'
 
>'fucking chads and their GF shit all the time.'
'IDGAF about what you think nig. Send me your Snapchat and we'll compare dick sizes.'
>'You're gay.'
'You're straight.'
 
>You smile as you reach back for your phone to reply to Lem
 
'ok im back'
>'mhmm. u wanna go somewhere today? we got all day to be together :)'
'i got an idea'
>'i like a guy whos smart and full of ideas'
'why not just go for a drive? so much to do in the city'
>'a plan it is. ur fancy mustang taking us places?'
'yeah. hang on. gotta finish this game. itll take a bit, beautiful'
>'ill be waiting sweet stuff'
 
>You drop your phone and continue to fucking own the opposing team for the next half hour
 
>...
 
>You pull over to the side of the road in your car next to Lemon's house
>It doesn't take long for her front door to fling open with her walking out of it
 
>You focus all of your attention on Lem, and her ever-changing wardrobe
 
>She's wearing the usual tight-fit light blue jeans
>She has a pink hoodie with a green shirt underneath
>Black sneakers
 
>And you'll be god-damned...
 
"Oh wow. Been a bit since I seen you wear those..."
 
>Her FUCKING headphones were back on her head after a week
 
>"Yeaahh... I just love the comfort. Maybe I'll play a bit of 'A Day To Remember' too. Hehe."
 
"Oh yeah, by the way, you look fantastic. Kinda like always."
>"Yup! You know it!"
 
>She gets in the car and closes the door behind her
>Before you even knew it, she leans over to your side of the car and quickly pecks you on the cheek
>You widen your eyes with a smile as she goes back over to her side
 
"We're getting really into this kind of thing now, aren't we?"
>"Mhmm! So... Where we off too?"
 
>You place your hand on your chin for a moment
 
"Why don't we find out?"
>"Let's roll."
 
>You immediately hold your foot on the clutch before shifting into first gear and taking off
>Lemon then decides to take matters into her own hands and presses 'Play' on your stereo
 
"Hey..!"
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rgwmnCMpGKw [Embed]
 
>You look at Lem with a mock serious face
>She simply mischievously smiles as she looks back to the road and headbangs to the music
 
>Damn Lemon...
 
>You shake your head before giving in to the situation and you start headbanging with her as well...
>...
 
>Some time passes before you drive past the public park
>What the hell?
 
>The entire parking lot is almost filled to the brim with cars as you see people busily walking around
>"Oh crap! I entirely forgot about the annual music festival!"
"What?"
>"Oh yeah, I forgot that you're not from around here..."
 
>She re-adjusts her hoodie
>"It's just an event that happens every year at the park... I'm pretty sure some of my favorite bands have this place booked."
"Well, if you enjoy it. Why can't I? Hang on, I'll park."
 
>You swiftly place your car perfectly in an unoccupied space and crank the emergency brake back
>Both of you then quickly exit the car and close the door behind you
>You made sure to lock your car behind you as well
>Before moving into this town, you've heard reports that small-crime is a constant problem here
 
>Fucking ghetto people...
 
"Here we are... What happens now? You lead the way, gorgeous."
>She quickly stops in her tracks and walks over to your side with a comically large grin
>"You're gonna love it, Anon."
 
"Will I, now?"
>"You will! It's gonna be a blast!"
 
>She then unexpectedly grabs your hand as the both of you power walk out of the parking lot
"WOah there!--"
>"Hurry up!"
"But don't we have to like; I don't know... Pay a fee or something to get in?"
>"Nope! It's absolutely free! That's the great part...Let's go already, slowpoke!"
"Alright--Alright..."
 
>People roam all along the pathway as tents litter the grass with merchandise
 
>"Quite the place... You sure your friends won't be here? It seems like it's a big thing here."
 
>She stops immediately and looks at you silently
 
>"Well uh... No... My friends aren't THAT into music..."
>She regrettably rubs her shoulders
>"I always had to come alone every year."
 
>She looks at the ground as the both of you stand in the middle of the busy pathway
>Damn... No need to get emotional now...
 
>You then decide to reinforce your grip on her hand as she looks back at you again
>You grin and look forwards
 
"No worrying now. What we SHOULD be worrying about NOW, is the fact that we aren't having fun."
 
>Her mood then lightens up as the both of you hold your hands tighter
>"You speak the truth, handsome."
 
 
>...
>The stage that was set up, had artists and bands from all genres basically
>From electronic music such as Drum n' Bass and trap. -- To metal and rock
 
>You saw some general "metal" bands such as Sleeping with Sirens and Pierce the Veil at the festival
>Fuck, you hate those guys
>The both of you had a blast whenever Electronica came on
>...
 
>A bunch of hours had past when you and Lemon was roaming around the busy park, exploring and observing things
 
>"That last set was pretty sick, Anon. I didn't know Tristam was gonna be there."
"Mhmm... I kind of wished there would be more conventional 'rock' bands though. I don't fancy Pierce the Veil."
>"You say that, but you immediately contradict yourself when you listen to Bring Me The Horizon almost exclusively."
"Hey! Unlike them, BMTH actually changes up their style often to keep new and appealing."
 
>Lemon rolls her eyes and smiles as the both of you walk along the path
>"Whatever, cutie pie. You keep telling yourself that... Say, who was that--"
 
>Lemon is immediately interrupted as the both of you immediately collide with another pair of kids
>You brush some of your bangs that flew into your eyes back to the side
 
"Shit, sorry man. Wasn't looking where I was going..."
>"Nah, it's fine."
 
>You observe the guy and the girl whom you bumped into
>This peachy-skinned, blue-haired guy with a sports jacket and blue jeans filled your eyesights
>Kind of looked like your regular neighborhood tough guy
>You look over to the girl
>This Red haired girl with Yellow highlights that had her hair curled to the max, reminded you of Bacon, almost
 
>"Say, you kind of look familar..."
"I do..?"
 
>He is then taken back immediately with an irritated expression
>It's almost as if he had identified you as a serial killer who had broken out of jail
 
>"You're that green fuck whom hospitalized one of our teammates; Norman, Asshole!"
 
"So that's the kid's name, huh... Never got to apologize,"
 
"Any-Anyways, man, I didn't mean to fuck his shit up.-- Truth to be honest, he was the one who initiated our collision!"
>"Yeah, that may be true... But... Why did you look so accomplished with your team when he was still on the ground?"
"I thought I was just celebrating with my team that I didn't break or injure anything..."
 
>He squints his eyes as you blink without any emotion
>Truth to be honest, you didn't know where this guy was taking this in the first place
>Lem looks up to you
 
>"Yeah... Well, anyways... I think we should go now, it's getting late, Anon."
"Mhmm... Let's go."
>You look back to the douchebag and his bacon-haired girl as you walk away
>She looks at her watch
 
>"5:00pm. CHS first thing tomorrow, Flash."
>"Ehh, fine. Alright."
 
>The pair begins to follow you and Lemon to the parking lot to supposedly get to their ride
>...
 
>You reach into your pockets for your keys and unlock your car
>The Canterlot couple looks to your Mustang with surprised expressions
 
>"That your car..?"
>You freeze before you enter your driver's seat
 
"Yeah. Bought it my own a couple years ago. V6."
 
>"Not bad, but still not as good as my ride."
"Really, hotshot? I'd like to see... Engine?"
>"... It's a V6 as well. I'm not sure the type, it's my dad's hand-me-down. Still could beat yours in a race easily,"
 
>You widen your eyes with a shit-eating grin
 
"...Is that a challenge..?"
 
"Oh yeah, and by the way... Your car is a Camaro... Nice kiddie lightning stripes dude."
>"I could say the same to your freakin' bland Silver Mustang, 'bro.' Cmon', if you're gonna show off, at least go all the way."
>He pats his hood like a house-pet gently
>"I'll have you know I won a few street races with this baby."
 
"If you MUST insist on a RACE. Let's go to an isolated road where no one gives a fuck."
>"You're on... For your information; this could be the one thing CHS wins Crystal Prep at. I hope you're ready."
 
>The both of you enter your driver's seat and close the door
>Lemon looks at you with a mischievous grin
 
>"Winning a girl's heart on Saturday... Drag racing on Sunday... I can see your reputation starting to rise, Anon."
>You make eye contact, not acknowledging her statement
 
"Record this. I think both Crystal Prep and CHS will want to see the events that are about to play out."
>"Got you."
 
>She whips out her phone and her camera application
 
>You hold in the clutch and shift into first gear as you follow 'Flash' out of the parking lot and away to an isolated part of town
>As you keep your right hand on the gear-shifter, you feel something lay on top of it
>It's her hand resting on yours
 
>"Go get'em speed racer."
"If you're gonna hold on, you might wanna hold on tighter, sweet-stuff. It's gonna get a bit faster in a few more minutes."
 
>Only one thing is on your mind at this moment
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kIeFLJQW7qw
 
>...
 
"Holy FUCKING shit, you gotta be kidding me man! Hahaha!"
>"F-Fuck off, dude. It's only temporary."
 
>You continue laughing your silly little ass off while standing outside of Flash's car
>Lemon still sitting in your Mustang, clearly confused to hell and back
 
>You won that drag race by a long shot
>Flash managed to get ahead of you first, but you and your '00 buddy caught up in no time
>You could still see the anger in his eyes as you zoomed past him in that moment
>But that's not why you're laughing
>...
 
>You're laughing because OF HIS car
 
"Big 'ol ladies' man drives a FUCKING automatic! Hehaha!"
>"Whatever."
"Yeah! You're right dude! Can't drive a stick, so he resorts to the easier option! Good race, repping Crystal Prep, let's go!"
 
>You walk back to your car and enter your driver's seat with Lemon, in your passenger seat, still recording with her phone
>Flash and his girl quickly drive off, you can still see that his face is as red as Satan himself
 
>You face towards her camera lenses with a genuine smile
 
"Get this,-- hotshot over there drives an automatic, pretty badass, eh? Did this for you guys. Go Shadowbolts..."
 
>Lemon giggles as she stops the recording and slips her phone in her pocket
>Before you know it, she leans over to your side and quickly meets her lips with yours
>You think it had become obvious that this was going to become a regular thing now
>She breaks the kiss and looks at you
 
>"That was pretty illegal, cowboy... I like it."
 
"I'm the school's local 'Danger Man' Lem.