It was the day of the boys’ big homecoming game, and everyone was excited. Soccer was a big sport for this school, and any reason for the school to get hyped and dress up was also exciting.
I entered the school, decked out in my boyfriend’s royal blue and gold soccer jersey, black jeans, and matching blue converse. I decided to let Ellie paint my face during homeroom since she was actually excited for a game.
There was something about wearing the boys’ jerseys which just made this day more desirable. Ever since she got one of Connor’s friends to ask her to wear their jersey, she’s been more into this than I have.
Walking into class, I walked up to Mr. Porter’s desk, where he was sitting in his all blue suit. Looking mighty fine, might I add.
“Hey, Mr. Porter. Since it’s the start of homecoming, would you be so kind and let us switch to our old seats? I promise, we won’t start anything.”
Mr. Porter glanced up from his plans, with a small smirk on his face after seeing my painted face.
“I guess, since I’m your favorite teacher, I can make that exception for you. Keep Connor in check this time, will you?”
I nodded my head, smiling gratefully. “Will do, sir.”
I walked over and sat in my original seat. Connor came in shortly after, confused at first but accepting of the change.
“How’d you do this?”
I shrugged, “I’m his favorite?”
Connor chuckled, “Sure, whatever babe. I like your face.”
I turned to see Connor place his bag down under the desk then lean closer to me.
“Thanks, Ellie painted it this morning.”
With a small smirk, Connor left a gentle kiss against my lips for a split second.
“No, I mean I like what’s under the paint.”
I rolled my eyes, pulling out our book that we are reading during class. Connor copied my actions as Mr. Porter actually began class on time, assigning people to read.
Connor left his arm around the back of my chair, but left the flirty actions to a minimum for once. I was surprised, but not much considering his mind was most likely focused on soccer.
After English was done, Connor and I headed to my locker where we ran into Ellie and Elijah.
Connor and Elijah did their bro-handshake thing, while Ellie and I just said ‘hi’ like normal humans. Connor stood slightly behind me, casually reaching into my locker and grabbing some gum. Elijah and Ellie stood by her locker.
“Did you all hear about the assembly today? I hear it’s going to be full of surprises. What do you think that means?”
Connor shrugged at Elijah’s questions. “For all we know, it could be some lame attempts at being cute and asking someone to homecoming.”
We all laughed, Connor giving me a slight glance, then moving onto more conversation. “Are you boys ready for the big game, tonight?”
The boys both started cheering and getting pumped. Connor high-fived Elijah as Ellie and I shut our lockers. We all started heading in the direction to our next classes which meant Ellie and I headed the opposite way of the whooping boys.
“Where’s Derek, I figured you’d be with him all today?”
She shrugged, not really caring. “I think he got scared when I forced him to give me his jersey.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her, which just made her irritated and try to prove her point of how she asked all the boys and he was the only one that she knew didn’t give up his other jersey yet.
“That doesn’t mean you can force the poor boy to give you his other shirt, Ell.”
She shrugged, heading into our classroom. “The boy shouldn’t argue with me and just give me what I want.”
“Sometimes I question why I’m friends with you.”
Later at lunch, Connor was already sitting at our table with his lunch. I walked over and sat beside him.
He turned slightly, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek while placing a hand on my thigh.
“Have I told you how cute you look in my shirt?”
I shook my head, taking a bite of my taco because food is more important than responding with words.
He chuckled to himself, “You’re adorable.”
I smiled, with a mouthful of taco, because like he said, I’m adorable.
Ellie came storming up to the table, slamming her tray down loud enough to grab the attention of the tables next to us.
“Woah, what’s wrong?”
Ellie crossed her arms, huffing. “Derek just told me he doesn’t want to go to homecoming with me. Now what do I do?”
I shrugged, still enjoying my food. Connor looked to me for an answer but I wasn’t there mentally at the moment, so he tried.
“Uhm, go by yourself, maybe? Show everyone you’re an independent woman who don’t need no man.”
Ellie gave a sarcastic laugh, “You’re no help, Owens.”
Connor shrugged, “Well, she’s eating, I’m all you got right now. Take it or leave it.”
She got up dramatically, “Fine, I’m leaving. I’ll see you two at the pep rally.”
Connor sat there still as she left, turning to face me once she was gone.
“Sometimes, your love for food makes me question how much you actually like me.”
I shrugged, turning to face him as well so that our legs were touching. “You’ve never made me feel the way food does.”
Connor smirked, leaning in every so slightly. “You’ve never had me in your mouth, babe.”
I slapped him, not too hard, but enough for him to get the point.
I laughed while nodding my head. “Not only was it disgusting, it was also cringe-worthy.”
He shook his head, “Sorry, I’m working on it.”
At the time we normally have our free period at the end of the day, there was the homecoming pep rally going on.
Connor and I found our seats, right next to Ellie and a few of the guys. We were just watching as the students on the committee were filling students in to the right sections, while talking really loud over the music playing.
All was going well, the rally was fun and entertaining, right up until they called down all the soccer boys.
Ellie and I scooted next to each other, watching as the boys all stood in a row. Then, we spotted Elijah and Connor arguing in hushed voices in the middle.
Elijah had a microphone in his hand, trying to hand it off to Connor. Connor glanced up to me, I gave him a small smile which he returned, right before taking the microphone and stepping forward.
Ellie nudged my side, “Look, they’re passing down signs.”
All the soccer boys were eventually carrying signs, then Connor started speaking.
“Elizabeth, will you please join me on the court?”
My face had confusion written all over it, but everyone cheering and people gently pushing me got me to move.
I joined Connor, automatically asking what he was doing. He leaned down and whispered in my ear.
“Okay, this was originally my idea of how I was going to ask you to homecoming, but I told them not to do it since I already asked you. I don’t really know what to do now. Got any ideas?”
I shrugged, “Does Elijah have a date yet?”
Connor shook his head, “I think he was just going to stay home.”
“Just start to ask me like you would, then let me steal the microphone away from you.”
As the crowd got quiet, Connor started his little speech.
“Elizabeth Morgan, I have a question I’d like to ask you with the help of my teammates. Would you-”
That’s when I grabbed the microphone from him, making part of the crowd gasp. They were too into this.
“Sike, Ellie, would you go to homecoming with Elijah?”
I pushed Connor towards Elijah, a way of motioning him to grab Elijah. He pushed him up to the front while all the other boys held up their signs which spelled out ‘Homecoming?’.
The crowd was confused at first but slowly started cheering. I waved at Ellie to come down as she was just standing there covering her mouth.
Connor was pushing Elijah beside me, “Just go with it, dude. We’re all going to our senior homecoming together.”
Ellie ran down, automatically throwing her arms around Elijah, then Connor, and finally me. “Of course I’ll go to homecoming with you. You all really had me fooled. Oh my goodness, my heart.”
Connor and I stood back as Ellie and Elijah started talking. Connor held his hand out in front of me, which I gave him a high five as we just watched our master plan made in about 2 minutes go into action.