Chapter #4Skyler by: Unknown Of the three girls, you found Skyler to be the most attractive. She was a year old, but that wasn't a big deal. What is a big deal has to do with the fact that she thinks you're a loser. Back when she was in school with you, there were two classes you had together. One was study hall and the other was PE. Both had presented you several opportunities to see her feet.
In study hall, you always did your best to sit behind her and over a row, so you could see not just her feet, but her beautiful face as well. Skyler had straight brown hair and big blue eyes that look like oceans to you. She was as pale as you could get, but none of the boys could complain. Because she was very athletic, her shapely body and legs always made you drool. However, her feet were a spectacle in themselves. Skyler loved wearing flats to school, and she would frequently pop her feet out of them, giving you plenty of good looks. She would also usually put on her socks and shoes on in the school gym while waiting for class to start. So you got several chances then to see her feet as well.
These looks are probably what led Skyler to consider you weird. She caught you several times, thinking you were looking at her butt or something. Mocking you was one of her favorite past times in gym, although she would act like a sweet angel if the teachers were around. A part of you was glad when she graduated, but another was sad since you never got to see her feet again.
"Well look who it is!"
You pop out of your little trip down memory lane and realize you've been seen.
"It's my old high school stalker, (your name)," Skyler continued, shouting up towards you. "So who are you gawking at these days loser? Miss me being around to stare at?"
A blush came over your face. Whenever Skyler talked to you, you never really knew how to reply. You're attraction to her pretty peds grew to a full-on crush on Skyler. Physically, you think she was the most beautiful girl you'd ever seen. Inside though, she is the devil.
"Oh? Nothing to say back?" she said mockingly. "I guess you haven't grown a pair since last year."
Both her companions look uncomfortable. Neither has a problem with you whatsoever.
"Sky, give him a break," Lydia says. "I'm sure he's just getting ready for a jog."
Skyler glares at Lydia. They are best friends, but Skyler was always the leader in any social situation she's in. Her look seems to silence Lydia, and soon Skyler returns her gaze upon you.
"Why don't you come down here loser?" she continues. "I need a laugh, and I know how good you are with a basketball."
Now that one stings you. During PE one day, you had embarrassed yourself by turning over the ball at least 1o times during a scrimmage. The whole class had laughed at you, most pointedly Skyler.
"What are you waiting for?!" she persisted. "I have a game for you that you are suuuuree to enjoy." A twisted, yet still beautiful smile came across her face.
For whatever reason, you decide to go down and see what this game is about. As you walk onto the court, you feel Lydia and Marie look sadly at you. Both could not stand up to Skyler's dominating personality.
"Ok loser, here's the game," Skyler spoke up. "It's so simple that even you can figure it out." She laughed at her joke, then grabbed two basketballs and threw one at you. You clumsily managed to catch it before it nailed you in the face.
"Hahahaha, oh things really haven't changed," she laughs. "We are going to have a little shooting contest. 3 rounds of 3 shots each. If you win, I'll apologize for all the mean shit I've said to you and grant you one reasonable request for the day. However, if you lose then I will make you do something for the day, possibly less reasonable."
You know you don't really have any chance against Skyler. She was a decent shooting guard and had a 81% free throw record while playing at school. Your guess was your percentage was about 11%, and that was being generous.
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