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"What's up asthma boy"

"You know I told you my name for a reason right-" he grumbled deflecting my attack "-shortcake?"

"If I remembered correctly you didn't told me your name like a normal polite person would do" I back away from him missing his attack and countering "Matteo"

"Its Matthew—"

Green light

"Toucher"I whispered in french smirking at him through my helmet (touch)

Coach walk to us "premier, touche." (first touch) He gestured at me before narrowing his eyes at Matthew "focus, and no chit chats Mr Reed. Continue" then he strode towards the pair next to us

"I just got scolded." He muttered disbelievingly and turned to me "how come you got out of the hook easily when you he obviously walk in on us chit chatting?"

We got ready into another position

"You see I initiated the chit chats with you to distract you on purpose and he happen to walk in on us just in time when you open your mouth" I shrugged raising my sword at him getting on stance with an amused smirk tugging at the corner of my lips

He glared at me half heartedly "you like playing dirty aren't you shortcake?" He get on with his defensive stance

"Whatever kind of dirty you we're reffering to. I totally agree to those on making the job more...exciting"

Then I lunge

His mouth opened slightly an evil glint crossed his eyes but it was gone as fast as it came as he quickly moved backwards to avoid being hit before his cheeky smirk made an appearance with his left dilple showing in an adorably innocent way

In which he's anything but

"I knew you like me" he breathed "but I didn't know you we're this desperate"

Halting momentarily in incredelousness and amusement with a raised eyebrow at him in question I gestured for him to continue with my sword slightly

"Keep chit chatting Matteo" I wag my foil at him "and you'll find yourself timed out and next to Carl by the bleachers" I teased

"Nah I'm good here"

"Oh and why's that?" I mused "because your wounded ego wouldn't be able to take another scolding so you'll take a seat by the bleachers willingly instead?"

"No need for me to do that.."

I was about to open my mouth to retort

Beep

"When you'll be already occupying the spot next to Carl" he winked at me before walking off with a dramatic salute

Red light

Groaning I took off my helmet and follow him towards the metallic bench after coach announced the winners and shouted a water break

I watched him blankly as he took off his helmet showcasing his dark blue eyes, an adorable cleff chin, sweaty forehead dripping on the side of his face ,a sharp jaw, thin pink lips, and a strong looking nose

"Shortcake I know I'm irresistible but—"

"Why do you wear contacts?"

A worried and nervous look cross his eyes as I hide my suspicious look behind a blank expression

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