Chapter 14- Playoff game

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*warnings// kissing, slight smut and dom george*
(since yall freak when that happens, id thought i should give a warning lmao ✨enjoy✨)

word count// 1940

dream pov -

this weeks couldn't have gone by faster

with the game being tonight, and prom tomorrow nobody can focus

luckily today is also the pep rally so no one is doing school work

i arrived early, getting a quick morning practice in before the chaos of the pre-game

walking into the school every is dress in green and blue

cheerleaders wearing theirs uniforms

football players wearing their jerseys

and the other sports teams like basketball and soccer also wearing their jerseys

as i make my way to class i see george at his locker surrounded by girls

they look to all be questioning him and as i get closer i can make out what theyre saying

"so you have a date to prom?" "has anyone asked you to prom?" "do you plan on asking anyone to prom" a bunch of higher pitched voices say

"yes, i have a date" before he can finish he's bombarded with "whos?"

i take that as my queue

"hes all mine ladies" i announce to them wrapping my arm around his waist

"hey dreamy" he say a blush forming on his cheeks

the girls all squeal letting out "lucky" "congrats" some of course have disappointed faces, see the football captain not with them

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first period consists of announcements and the handing in of final projects

then is off for george and i

both getting to leave extra early to prep and practice for the game

we meet on the field, giving him a peck on the lips we head out separate ways... or opposite ends of the field

george pov -

i was surprised at dreams boldness this morning, but like always i didnt mind

i prepare myself for the flurry of questions that will errupt when i get to the bench

"so george..." i hear an unfamiliar voice say

i turn around following the noise, im met with an averaged size blonde girl, she looks to be quite younger than me

"hello" i say politely

"youre dating dream correct?" she says sternly

"uh yea i am, why might you ask?" im confused, who is she and why does she care about dream

i watch as her expression softens and she leans in for a hug, reluctantly i hug back

she releases me from her grasp

"oh im drista by the ways, dreams younger sister"

"oh well nice to meet you, he never mentioned having a sister"

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