Create A Divine Move

Chapter 9- "I'm on the bleachers"

"What's your favourite animal?" I ask him.

"Um probably a lion. What's yours?"

"An elephant." I say.

"What's your lucky number?"

"13." Swiftie at heart. "What's yours?"

"7." He says and I let out a small laugh; that's everyone's favourite number.

"Favourite food?" I say.

"Lasagna. You?"

"I'd have to say anything pasta related."

"Favourite drink?" He says.

"Strawberry milkshake but with actual strawberries included, thick ice cream mixed into it and cream on the top."

"That's very specific. Mines just plain old Sprite." I laugh at the simplicity compared to my answer.

The waiter comes over and hands us our drinks. I take a sip of my diet coke and continue with my next question. "Do you have any pets?"

"Nope."

"Me neither." I wish I did though.

"Favourite sport?" He follows up with.

"I strongly dislike sports but basketball. I'm guessing yours is football."

"That would be correct."

"Favourite singer?"

"Harry styles."

"That's unfortunate. Mines Taylor Swift." I laugh. "I'm joking I have nothing against Harry"

"Do you have a favourite type of flower?" He asks.

"Pink apricot blossom flowers. Do you?"

"No, not really. I was just asking for future reference."

"If you had a superpower what would you want it to be?" I ask.

"Compulsion or like mind control. That would be cool to get what you want. You could get free stuff."

"I'd say teleportation cause I like to travel but I hate travelling." I admit.

"When did you have your first kiss?" He asks.

I fiddle about with the straw in the drink. "Um. 17." I mumble.

"17? Does that mean that I was your first kiss?" I nod. "Was it a good first kiss?" He asks. I look at him and he's looking at me with worry on his face. I pout my lips to the side in a nervous manner and nod again. He's an amazing kisser, not that there's any competition or anyone to compare to anyway.

I look back down at my drink, feeling a bit embarrassed and faking interest in it. "How about you." I mumble loud enough for him to hear.

"I was 13."

"And am I a good kisser?" I blurt. This isn't gonna go well for me. It was my first time, what do I expect him to say? Yes?

"Yes." Huh.

I raise my head and my eyes show my disbelief. "Really?"

"Yeah I couldn't even tell that it was your first kiss." I feel the heat rise to my cheeks. "By the way how's your foot? It looked like it was painful to walk on. I'm guessing that's what was injured. Is it still hurting?"

"Yeah it's still really hurting."

"You know you didn't have to come if it was hurting. It's a perfectly acceptable excuse."

"No, it's fine I wanted to."

"What even happened? You didn't tell me."

"We were playing basketball, one of the girls was being competitive she ran over to me and stomped on my foot. She must of miscalculated her steps." I say, not wanting to get into the whole Kelly drama on our date, I couldn't think if anything worse than talking about her and giving her more attention.

"Ouch. Give me a second" he says before walking over to one of the staff.

He comes back only a minute later. "We are moving to that table." He says pointing to the one next to us with four chairs.

"You expecting someone?" I ask as we move to a four person table. He helps me walk over and pulls out the chair for me to sit down before sitting at the chair opposite but to the left, the furthest one away from me.

"Put your leg up, it'll help." He says and I realise that is why he moved us. That's adorable.

I do what he says and lift my foot onto the soft seat beside him. I smile appreciatively at his thoughtfulness. "Thank you."

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A/n I'm just laughing at myself for the title. She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers dreaming bout the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time.

The next chap will be the football game. Hope you enjoyed.