Date: Tue, 05 Oct 2004 08:55:32 +0800
From: ask me and find out <the1theonly88@hotmail.com>
Subject: ONE SHOT-CHAPTER TWO

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			   ONE SHOT CHAPTER TWO


I eventually had to pick my jaw up off of the ground. I was so shocked that
this god was the coaches son that I didnt even hear what the coach was
saying. I could hear him rambling on about one thing or another.  I wasnt
listening I still couldnt take my eyes off of this god. He was the cutest
boy I had ever met in my life. I was thinking a thousand dirty thoughts at
the moment.

I was shaken from my thoughts by movement all around me and I realised that
the group was getting up. I decided I had better start listening to the
coach if I wanted to get into the team. And now I wanted to join more then
I had ever wanted anything before in my whole life. I needed to get to know
this marvel.  So I looked around and saw that everyone seemed to be
stretching so I figured we were about to have a game.

A couple of minuted later coach had assigned two captains and they had
selected their sides and who would start.  I was starting. As the game
commenced I tried my best. I was actuallydoing quite well i thought when i
looked accross at the bench and saw a boy a year above me. His name was
Paul. Paul was sitting on the bench talking to my god.

I was instantly jealous of Paul. I wanted to be him talking to Mathew. I
tried to think of a way to get taken off the court. He thought about
feighning an injury. He decided he liked this idea. It meant he would get
the sympathy as well so it was decided. On the next attacking drive his
team made he called for a layup and when his teamate made the pass. I made
the basket.

As I came to the ground i feighned that i rolled my ankle. I crashed to the
floor. The coach called a stop to the game and walked up to me on the
ground. "Are you all right." I pretended to be near tears so it would look
bad. Im a very good actor even if I do say so myself. "It hurts like hell."
He looked at me and then askd in a sympathetic voice. "Do you think you can
walk to the bench." I made an attempt but feighned struggling and he helped
mt to a seat. I was over the moon when he paced me next to Mathew. Then I
nearly burst when he said "Matt can you take a look at him. It looks like
he rolled his ankle." Mathew just nodded to his dad who turned back around
and restarted the game.

Mathew got up and kneeled in front of the bench I was sitting in. Dirty
images flowed through my head. Then he started to undo my shoe. I
momentarily forgot that I was supposed to be in pain as I just looked down
at this boy. After a bout a minute he stopped and looked up at me. "Why are
you staring at me so much." I was shocked and gulped loudly. Aparently I
had been to obvious. I didnt know what to say or do. "Im sorry I didnt mean
to upset you. Ill try to stop."

He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face. "I didnt say I wanted you
to stop. I just wanted to know whether it was because you liked me." I was
in an even deeper state of shock. "I........ah...I guess its
because........." I really didnt know what to say. I looked at this boy and
this time he returned my look. "Cause if it is because you like me then you
should make sure my dad doesnt find out." I looked at the coach anddidnt
understand the boys words.

When I looked back at Mathew I saw him smiling at me. "What" I asked in a
confused tone. He just kept on smiling then said. "Dont worry if you dso
like me. I lie you as well."


End Chapter Two


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