Laura stood under the bleachers watching the football players practice, her eye on one in particular. After some mild flirting a few weeks earlier, Laura had become obsessed with co-captain Tyrese Watson. She had been following/stalking him since then, watching his muscular form from the shadows.
Laura prided herself on being a strong, independent woman, but the thought of his lips on hers turned the girl to mush. She would do anything to feel his body against hers. As he removed his helmet and wiped the glistening sweat off his strong chocolate brow, she swooned, barely able to contain herself.
Most hot guys wouldn't give her the time of day, but he noticed her. He kissed her cheek. He called her cool. Laura needed him, she needed him badly. But an Adonis like him would never want a drama-geek goth like her. She had to become his ideal woman, but how? She didn't know what he liked.
"He likes Lena Ahmed", she said to herself, "but everybody loves that little bimbo". "What's so special about Lena anyway, besides the fact that more drunk guys have ridden her than a mechanical bull", she smirked and snorted at her own joke. "Tyrese has to want more than that. He not like the rest of them".
"There's got to be a way to find out what he wants", Laura said in frustration before a light bulb went off in her head. I've got it! I know exactly how to find out?"
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