FA L Soccer Practic

Luke went to the Male Change Room to get ready for practice.

Nodding at the rest of the Soccer Team as they piled in. A cheerful feel of eagerness in the air, all the Boys were excited to get out on the field, and get a break from a rough first day.

"Hey Luke! That's what your wearing on the field?"

"You sure do look cute in that!"

"Oh Fuck you!"

The banter came natural as Luke changed out of his hated Gym Uniform and into his Soccer Uniform, which was thankfully something closer to his work out clothes.

Baggy navy blue short shorts, a matching sports fit polo-shirt, along with some new black cleats.

The sports field was a ball of activity.

The Cheerleading Team already out on the side line grass doing warm ups, the Track and Field Team running laps on the circuit that surrounded the field, and there was even a sparse crowd on the bleachers watching the activity.

The Team dumped a cage of balls onto the field and started making efficient use of there allotted time.

During the start of there own warm-up a event by the Cheerleaders caught Luke's eye.

"Hey look Marissa already warmed up before coming here!"

Marissa was in a small struggle with her rear end being flashed to the bleachers and field by the Cheer Squad Captain Donna.

"No stop!"

Donna had Marissa under the arm and pulled down the girls practice shorts. Playing with Marissa's still red cheeks Donna laid a few slaps of her own while rubbing skilled hand over some sensitive areas.

"Oh! Now wouldn't it be such a motivating sight for the Boys to see something like this on a game night?"

"What do you think Boys!" Donna yelled at the Soccer Team, gesturing to Marissa.

"Maybe we could even work it into are choreography! Show off this and some that other sexy tanned skin you have Marissa?"

Marissa managed to kick out of Donna's strong grasp at the expense of her shorts. A roar of laughter range out from a section of the bleachers egged on by the other Cheerleaders as Marissa stood there with only a thong to cover up a small section of her lower half.

Tears welling up, Marissa turned and ran away humiliated once again. Luke felt guilty for Marissa but, he didn't know why. There was nothing really he could do for her, and her harassments had nothing to do with him.

Life went on, the sight quickly forgotten.

Luke fell into the Zone as all the problems of the day disappeared from his mind. He was playing the sport he loved! The sport he was great at! Here is was a Star!

Out maneuvering his team mates in drill after drill, Luke even heard a few shouts of encouragement from the bleachers for him adding to his ego. Wanting more he started to doing some tricks and fancy foot work showing off. Juggling the ball in the air with his feet or making a team mate trip over there own. The Team's Goalie, a large butch fellow who was a Star in his own right, was nothing before Luke as he sent shot after shot into the net.

Luke was King of the Soccer Field and that would never change!

Practice would end with Luke being on a high, as they started cleaning up for the next teams scheduled practice time.

Partnering with Michael, Luke helped with the collecting of soccer balls.

"Man that was a great break!"

"For you..."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Luke said with alittle defense towards his friend.

"Nothing." Michael just rolled his eyes. "You'll get what I mean soon enough. Going to the Cheerleaders Club House?"

"Don't know yet, but what put you in such a shit mood man? Like come on! Lighten up! The days over."

Michael stopped and glanced over at some of there teammates clearly ditching clean up to go flirt with the Squad. "That, the guys have been rubbing in how they were going to take the deal all 4th period."

Luke glanced over, and laughed as soon as he saw it. "Ha! Your just jealous!"

"I am." Michael sighed. "If I had the chance I would be over there right now."

Michael looked down at his shoes. "But... Mom never even gave me a chance."

"Hey! Who knows if the Cheerleaders offer is even any good?" Luke pushed as they got back to cleaning up.

"What you got something better?"

Luke pondered the comment. "Well off the top of my head no, maybe a government agent?"

"I'd rather have a load of cute chicks, then probably some old government lady. But hell! That still sounds alot better then my mom!" Michael's tone just got more and more sullen.

"Hey, cheer up man. Maybe, we can do a Boys hangout? See who's interested?"

"A losers party..." Michael sighed again walking off.

Before Luke could stop him, the sound of a familiar energetic feminine voice rang in Luke's ears. "Hey! Luke!"

A Track Runner jogged up to Luke, her track-shorts and crop top glistening in sweat.

"Hey Hannah." Luke returned the wide grin that the slim ponytailed brunette gave him. Hannah was one of his oldest friends, not remembering a time in which he didn't know her.

"How's the first first day back been? I swear! I haven't seen you all day!" Hannah moved her hands around in a silly show of waves.

"It's called avoiding you! Like I'd want to be seen with a crazy thing like you." Luke stuck his tongue out at her in playful jest.

"Come on I don't bite to hard!" Hannah returned the tongue waving. "Anyway! After clean up wanna hang-out after school? I got a load of new scary movies from the retro store!"

"Maybe, I might already have plans, still out on what's going with that you know?"

"HANNAH! GET BACK OVER HERE AND HELP US WITH THE EQUIPMENT YOU SILLY GIRL!"

Hannah glanced back to see the stern Track and Field Coach shaking her fist at her. "Gotta Go! Well, if your free you know where to find me." Hannah smiled with a wave as she ran back to her team.