68 Days And Counting

Chapter Fifty Two: Don't Discriminate My Memes.

"So you got inspiration in Italy?" I asked Caleb as everyone continued talking.

"And from you guys. Mostly you and Andrew's relationship."

"Really?"

"Yeah. He's a good friend to you."

"You're a good friend in general, C."

Caleb gave me a smile. "Okay, let's play football. American football." Caleb pointed at Sam who was about to speak, quickly shutting him up. "Now, Ced, Andrew give us the pointers and go easy on us nonathletic people."

"Caleb you're the only nonathletic one here." Austin told him, standing up.

"Says you."

"You almost passed out doing two laps around a track." Sam reminded him.

"Anyway, let's play football." Caleb took the ball from Ced's hand and almost everyone moved over to the field to discuss teams just as someone was walking down the bleachers, sunglasses covering his blue eyes.

"Toby." I grinned, getting up slowly to give him a much needed hug and holding on longer than I should have. He noticed it too, trying to pull me off him.

"Macy, you saw me last week."

"I know." I hugged him even tighter, my cheek against his chest as he went slack, taking his sunglasses off his face.

"Off," I heard Austin say. "Off my boyfriend."

I let go at his demand and Toby smiled at Austin. "Hey, how was the day?" Austin lifted his head and I took a picture, a smile on my face at the kiss they're shared.

Toby pulled back, not even looking at me. "Macy's smiling isn't she?"

"Of course she is." Austin laughed. "We're playing football, c'mon."

Toby squinted his eyes at the football Caleb threw at Brandon. "That's not the type of ball you use to play football."

"American football." Sam corrected with a roll of his eyes and Austin and Toby went to where they were all standing at the center of the field.

Peter was sitting behind me minutes later was playing with my hair when he tapped me on the shoulder. "This is making me mad."

"What?" I asked him.

"Your hair. It's too short. I can't put it in a braid. It's making me angry."

"Peter."

"Ooh, look there's Andrew. I'm gunna join the game."

"Anderson." Andrew smiled at me once Peter went to join the others.

"Prescott." I greeted him and he sat down next to me on the bleachers handing me ice cream in a cup.

"This is for me?"

"Did I not just hand it to you? You might want to eat that quick before Caleb sees. I could only snatch one." Caleb loved sweets more than any of us. It was a wonder how he didn't have cavities. At least I was assuming.

"Thanks." He handed me the spoon and I started eating when he continued speaking.

"Guess who I saw today?"

"A monster."

"No."

"A lion."

"No."

"Give me a hint."

"Well for one it's a person before you even think of saying something like a unicorn or a magic portal," I opened my mouth to deny what he said but he cut me off. "I saw Beatrice."