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my ribs are about to break from your - your heavy weight." I huffed.
He laughed harder.
"So - so can you get off of me? And is - is this how you treat me? Treat me - me special and than sit on me like - like a chair? Do you see that I'm not - not your chair?" I asked.
He laughed and I put my head on the cool floor and try to breath.
"Is this how pregnant women feel like when they have - have a baby?" I asked, laughing at myself.
"In, out, in, out, in, out." I whispered.
Jason continued to laugh and I waited for him to stop.
"All you have to do is to take back what you said." he said.
My head started to feel light.
"O - Ok, ok, I got it. I - I'll take back what I said about your weight." I breathed, "I can't take it. But - but you're fat on the inside." I laughed at myself.
He got off of me and chuckled.
I breathed in a lungful of air and felt like a mountain had been left off of my back.
"Ahhh, I thought I was about to die." I said, rolling over, so my stomach feels better.
I looked at the grinning Jason.
"What the hell is your problem?! You know you're fat and you have to admit it yourself. You fat fatty." I said, smiling at myself.
"Fine you want me to sit on your stomach this time?"
"No, nononono." I said, lifting my arm, surrendering.
"But still fat."
"It's not fat, it's called muscle." he said, lifting up his shirt and I blushed, looking at his perfectly sculpted abs.
He pulled his shirt down and smirked.
"So what were you say again?" he said, smirking more.
My cheeks heated up and I slowly got up from the floor.
I swear my stomach and lower back was still squished.
"Where're you going?"
"Getting my IPad."
"Here." he said, holding out my IPad.
Lifesaver!

I thought.
"Where are we going to go next?" I asked, taking the IPad.
"Where do you want to go?" he asked.
"I don't know, where is your favorite place in the school?"
"The school's play field." he said.
I rolled my eyes, "Really?"
"Yeah, come, let me show you something." he said, grabbing my arm.
We walked over to the display case.
"Look, you see the best silver and golden trophy?"
I nodded.
"I won that for our football team. You have to win the silver before you go to the Football National Finale. And I also won the golden one. We won last years' finale. And I am going for football again." he said, looking at the trophy, grinning.
I looked at him.
"How do you play football?" I asked.
He looked at me, "Do you want me to teach you?"
"Are you going to crush me if I am holding the football?" I asked, crossing my arm.
He chuckled, "Not crush, I'll tackle you."
"Than no thanks, I got flattened enough." I said.
"Oh well, come one." he said, smirking, grabbing my hand and dragged me to the uniform closet.
He grabbed a sport uniform for me.
"You wouldn't want to be playing in that dress." he said, laughing.
I hit his head lightly.
"Did you grab a medium?" I asked. He nodded.
"Change in the locker and put the uniform in the recycling bin on the wall. And grab a new uniform in the uniform closet." he said and shoved me inside the girls' changing room.
I quickly changed and threw my uniform in the bin on the build in wall. I wore my knee - high tight and the sport t - shirt with the school's name and the school's animal. I threw my Dr. Martens

and my IPad in a locker and grabbed a shoe from the new shoes closets.
Damn, this school is rich!

I walked out of the locker room and Jason was already dressed, not in his uniform suit.
"Ready?" he asked, smirking.
"No tackling, please?" I asked.
He shrugged, "Then how are we supposed to play?"
I rolled my eyes.

"Hey!!! Get off, my chest hurt. Oh my god, the elephant is on top of me, AGAIN. Here, here, here, take the football, I GIVE UP! YOU KEEP ON TACKLING ME!" I said, getting up when he got off of me.
He chuckled.
"I win!" he said, making a touchdown.
I stomped my feet, "I didn't even make a single touchdown and we played for about 2 hours and 45 minutes."
"Come on, play again. If I played like this against the other schools, we would lose. This is already easy mode."
"Easy my butt. This is hard mode; you are playing like your mad or something." I said.
"No, I would've been wearing my gears and pads." he said.
"I give up and you win, ok? Happy?!" I asked.
"No, 1 more game, please?" he asked, holding my shoulders.
"No, I need to shower, I smell." I said.
"No you don't, you smell perfectly fine and you didn't even sweat because you didn't even do anything."
"I did, I chased you and tried to tackle you, I tried to tuck my football; I did everything." I said.
"Please, one more, please?" he said.
I rolled my eyes.
"Fine, but I thought you said that playing with me is like playing with nobody." I said.
"Shut up." he said.
"Well, you did say that."
"Come on, play." he begged.
"Fine and I get the football first." I said.
"Ok," he started running to my side of the field, giving me a chance to run to his side.
I started running, looking behind me as I ran.
Damn he is running fast!

I thought, starting to panicked.
Before I knew it, I fell on my face, tripping over my feet.
"Owww," I said weakly, just as Jason appeared by my side.
Jason kneeled next to me, laughing his head off.
I rubbed my forehead, "Shut up, it hurts."
"Wow that was funny!"
I rolled over, closing my eye, still rubbing my forehead.
"Come on, let's finish the game." Jason said, shaking my shoulder.
"I can't, you won already. You're gonna tackle me and I'm going to have more busies. I have 7 busies already." I said, opening my eye.
"Fine, let's make it super simple. Come." He said, holding out his hand. I took his hand and got up.
He made me stand 8 feet away from my touchdown line.
"Ok, if you could throw it pass the touchdown line, you win the whole game and if you don't, you lose." he said.
"Oh, I'm gonna win, watch me. I'm gonna win in front of your face." I said, smirking.
"Oh yeah, let's see you try." he said, smirking too.
I rolled my eyes.
"Ready?" I asked. He nodded.
"ARE YOU READY FOR MY SKILLS?" I exclaimed. Jason, smiled, rolling his eyes.
"I am going to prove to you that I am better at football than YOU!" I said.
Jason smirked.
I threw the football and threw it with all my might.
The next thing I know, the football landed right on my shoe.
Jason bursted out laughing. I blushed until I think I can't get anymore red.
"Oh my god, that was hilarious!" Jason said, rolling on the ground laughing.
I blushed, but thinking, I've never made someone laugh that hard at me before!! Oh my god!!

"Oh, let's go. I said this was the last game." I said, walking, still blushing.
Jason ran up to me and touched my cheeks.
"Yep, you're really heated when you blush." He said and laughed again.
I blushed.
"Stop!" I said, kicking him in the shin.
"That's ok, you're just not a football girl." Jason and pulled me into a hug, hiding my blush.
I actually like the hug. It was warm in a . . . weird way.
"Got to go." I said, pushing him away. I turned around, walking to the girls' shower room, still blushing.

I quickly showered and grab a new uniform to change into.
I'm liking this school so far.

I thought and smiled.
I walked out and Jason was waiting for me.
"Where are we going next?" I asked, looking at the school map on the IPad.
"Do you want to eat lunch?" he asked, walking.
"Yeah." I said. "I am hungry from all of the football practice."
"You call that practice?" he said, laughing.
"Hey, that was tough, men. I was half squished by the elephant and I didn't even win once. But don't worry, I got some muscle." I said, pushing up my sleeves, showing my bicep. I reflex it and Jason gave it a squeeze.
"You call that muscle. If you play with that muscle, I could win you in no time." he said, laughing.
"Yeah, by crushing people." I said, laughing at my joke.
He rolled his eyes.
"What? It's true and you know it. The truth hurts, I know." I said, acting out my sympathy. I patted his shoulders.
"You want me to sit on you again?" he said.
My widened my eyes, "I pass, but you can do that to the football team."
"I'm gonna crush you." he warned and I quickly ran. Before I can go any further, Jason pinned my stomach onto the bench and sat on me.
The air in me quickly went out.
"Yep, when I get home, I - I'm gonna make sure your mother get you a personal - personal coach to help you, the elephant - elephant lose some serious weight." I said, breathing heavily.
"Take it back." Jason said.
I grinned, breathing heavily.
"Never." I whispered.
"JASON! JASON, WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING?" someone's voice said. The voice was familiar.
"You're squishing the poor girl!" she said, again this time I knew who it was - Lucy.
"She said I'm an elephant." Jason said.
"Get off of her!" Kim ran up to us and pulled Jason.
He get off of me and I rolled over.
"Ha - Thanks Lucy and Kim. Lifesaver." I whispered, trying to catch my breath.
I slowly sat up and pointed at Jason, "Bad guy."
They laughed.
"Oh, come one, let's ea lunch." Kim said.
"Hope your stomach is not squished." Lucy said, laughing.
"Hey!" I pouted, crossing my arm.
"Oh, come on." Lucy said, grinning. She pulled me to the lunchroom and I nearly faint.
The lunchroom was like your personal kitchen. There rows and rows of delicious food that you can pick from.
WOW!!!

"Nah, I'm not eating from here. I want to go to the outdoor cafe." Lucy said.
They started walking to the outdoor cafe was right next to the lunchroom.
Outside was very sunny and not too chilly.
"What do you want?" Jason asked, bring me to the front of the line.
I looked at the menu.
"A bottle of Smartwater, salad and a big chocolate chip, please." I said, smiling.
He gave the order and we want to sit on the table. The others were still ordering.
"So, how's school."
"Very unique. I like school." I said, squinted at him, due to the sun.
"Glad you like it. Wait, here I am gonna get the order."
I nodded and went to pick up the order.
"Hey," some random girls came up to me.
I blinked.
"Hi, I'm Vanes - "
"Yeah we know." a girl said, giggled, "I'm Katie and this is my best friend Cindy."
"Hi," I said.
"So you are new?" Cindy asked.
I nodded.
"I saw that you were really close to Jason, who are you to Jason?" Katie asked.
I stared at her.
I paused before I answered.
"We're just very, very close friends." I lied.
That sounds wrong, like a big, fat that you could tell right away.
I smacked myself mentally.
"Oh, that's nice,