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Chapter 3
"So you've never gone to a public school before?" Luke asks to break the awkward silence that had grown between us. He'd just finished giving me a tour around the school.

I shake my head and look down at my wrist, playing with my charm bracelet. "Nope, Dad's way to protect for that." I laugh lightly and look up at him. His chocolate eyes meeting mine. My stomach did a back flip. "You have no idea how much convincing I had to do just to get him to let me go this year."

Luke laughs, shoving his hands into his front pockets. His laugh was cute. It made me want to run away and hide knowing I was the one who made him laugh. "Yeah your dad makes a great football coach, but I can see him being protective over his daughter."

We continued to walk back to my Dad's office in silence. I wasn't sure what to say to him so I decided it'd be best to not say anything at all.

"Hey there you two," Dad says with a smile as he walks out of his office. He meets us half way. "Thank you Luke for showing Lilly around while I finished some paperwork. You're a real big help."

Dad puts a hand on my shoulder; pulling me next to him. He grins at me. "I'm sure Lilly here appreciates not having to wait for me."

Luke smiles at him. His eyes then falling onto mine for a split second.  "No problem Coach. It was my pleasure to help you out by showing this kid around."

My heart falls slightly at that word. Kid. He only sees me as a kid. Coach's little kid. I may be a freshmen, but I'm not a kid. I'm a teenager: fourteen almost fifteen. You're only 3 years older than me Luke.

I held back the urge to roll my eyes at him. I had to bite down on my tongue harshly to prevent myself from saying anything either. I mean its bad enough that my dad thinks of me as a little kid. I'd rather not have people in the high school thinking of me as a little kid too.

Dad looked from me to Luke then back to me. "Well we should get going. Thank you again for your help Luke." He uses his hand to lightly turn me in the direction of the door. Turning back to Luke for a second he adds, "Don't you have a party that you should be getting to?"

Luke nods, rubbing the back of his neck. He then raises his eyebrows making a funny face at Dad as if realizing what he just said. "How did you know about that?"

I hold back a laugh at the expression on Luke's face. Classic.

"I'm your coach Carters. I know everything." Dad paused slightly, letting out a long, low, chuckle. He gives Luke a stern look. "I'm always watching Carters."

I had to bite my lip to keep myself from laughing. Way to go Dad. I have to admit, my dad is rather intimidating. If I were Luke or any of those players on the football team, I would be a little more than slightly freaked out that he knows what and where they are pretty much every second of everyday. Always watching? Seems to me like he's a stalker.

It's slightly terrifying to think about honestly. I mean he's keeping watch of all these guys, and I wouldn't doubt that he's done back ground checks on all of them. I don't even want to imagine what he does with my first boyfriend... wouldn't want to be in their shoes.

The look on Luke's face was priceless. It was the look you give someone when you are creeped out and don't know what to think or say exactly.He took a step backwards, reaching into his pocket pulling out his car keys. The look of confusion and slight horror was still on his face.

After a moment he shook his head as if shaking the thought out of his head. His expression went back to the relaxed and laid back look he had before. "Right, well I have to get going. See you on Monday coach." With slight hesitation he looks at me and offers a playful grin, "Later freshie."

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