Once practice came to an end, the football players headed to the locker room in order to shower and change clothes. David lingered by the entrance while he chatted with Brenda. He waved his twin good-bye, then turned on his heels to join the rest of the boys in the locker room.

"Hey guys, do you have an extra shirt I could borrow?" You asked as you walked out of said room, a damp towel slung over your shoulder. "Wow." You added once you saw the retreating form of Brenda, who was still dressed in her cheer uniform.

"Woah." David echoed your words, in awe. Only, he wasn't looking at the cheerleader, but at you. His jaw went slack as his eyes raked over your bare torso, taking every inch of your lean physique in. The sight caused his heart to skip a beat. 'Holy sugar. He's hot.' David cursed mentally.

The sound of your voice brought the boy back to reality. His gaze wandered back up to your face. "Huh? What was that?" David asked, his lips tugged up in an awkward smile. He prayed his cheeks weren't as red as they felt.