And so we kissed

Eight

Taylor couldn't help but glance at the scoreboard, realizing that her school team had emerged victorious. As she shifted her gaze to the field, she spotted Crimson jumping and cheering alongside Erin. Feeling a mix of emotions, Taylor made her way towards her bag, packing up her belongings. Her eyes then landed on Rosemary, who was standing next to her brother and mother, caught in a heartfelt embrace.

As Taylor's tongue ran over her lips, she turned around to face Emily, who appeared to be engrossed in her phone, busily texting someone. Taylor, on the other hand, wasn't one to invade privacy, so she cleared her throat, making Emily look up at her.

"I have to get home — I have this thing. Umm, tell Crimson that I can celebrate with him later." Taylor said, tossing her bag over her shoulder.

"He'll be mad if his girlfriend doesn't show up. He'll be the only one there by himself." Emily said, looking around, "Well Erin would be there by himself as well, maybe he won't be too mad."

Taylor then nodded before turning around and seeing Jenson run down the bleachers and over towards Emily. Taylor raised her eyebrow as she looked between the two as Emily's eyes widened.

          "The plan is in progress." He muttered to Emily as his eyes widened when he saw that Taylor was standing there, "Taylor...hi."

Jenson then scratched the back of his head as Emily rolled her eyes took Jenson's hand and rushed off somewhere. Taylor watched as they walked away, squinting her eyes. She had been completely befuddled.

Taylor's gaze shifted towards the field, where she spotted Erin watching the two of them leave. She could sense the anger radiating from him, and she knew that there would be drama awaiting them later. But honestly, she wasn't in the mood for any of that.

Taylor's eyes shifted towards Crimson, who stood there with a warm smile, arms wide open, inviting her for a hug. The sight tugged at her heart, but she couldn't bring herself to reciprocate. Instead, she looked down, her expression filled with a mix of emotions, and shook her head gently. The hesitation was palpable in the air as she took a moment to gather her thoughts. With a heavy heart, Taylor eventually turned away, leaving Crimson behind on the field, his smile fading into a frown of disappointment.

Disappointed, Crimson shook his head, a mix of emotions swirling within him. Slowly, he turned back to his team, joining in their cheers and celebrations.

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Taylor embarked on a mission to transform her room into a cozy sanctuary. She meticulously tidied up every corner, ensuring that not a single item was out of place. As she finished arranging her belongings, she decided to add a touch of ambiance by lighting a few scented candles. The sweet aroma filled the air, creating an inviting atmosphere that enveloped her senses.

After she was done with that, Taylor made her way to the bathroom. She turned on the warm water, relishing in the soothing sound as it cascaded down. The steam enveloped the room, creating a tranquil oasis. As she stepped into the shower, the water washed away any lingering stress, leaving her feeling a lot more clean with herself.

After her shower, Taylor carefully selected her outfit for the night. She opted for a simple yet stylish look, starting with a plain blue tight-fitting shirt that accentuated her figure. Layering it up, she slipped on an oversized blue graphic hoodie, the cozy fabric providing both comfort and a fashionable edge. To complete the ensemble, she chose matching pants that perfectly complemented the hoodie, creating a decent outfit. Or at least decent in her eyes.

After she was done with everything, she checked the time to see it was still a little early. She sighed, walked out of her room, and she ran downstairs and saw her father sitting on the couch.