It had rained outside, so you guys had to train with the volleyball players. Out of all the girls, there was one specific one, Layla. She kept staring, there she seemed as if she was begging for attention.

"Hey, it seems you're always picked for soccer, wanna be my boyfriend?' she asks curiously,'If not, we could be friends.." she smiled, and her dimples showed, her dark and straight long hair that touched her hips shining a bit. She touched your shoulders, and she looked up at you,"Please?' She flushes her long lashes