Flag Football

“TouchDooooowwwwwnnnn!” Coach Wagner yelled as Renee ran another ball in. “Yeah, eat my dust reds! Haha” Renee yelled, unable to help from showboating. Taking a game against classmates, most of which not even half as athletic as her, very seriously.

Clearly enthralled by the rush of being the obvious MVP no as she could be put anywhere and be useful. Leaving girls like Fran and Elizabeth frustrated as their biggest strength was hamstrung by the fact it was flag football. Only really being useful as obstacles to slow the smaller faster girls down temporarily.

Fran was slightly annoyed, but was never one to get too into sporting events. Besides boxing with her dad, but that was a thing on its own.

Plus she was on Renee’s team, so she had the satisfaction of being on the dominating team. Elizabeth on the other hand was moments away from tearing her hair out. Her competitive spirit boiling and frustration rising as she watched the other team steamroll them further and further ahead. Renee’s gloating not helping in the least.

And unlike in Hockey where she had an outlet for her aggression. “Alright girls, one more round and we'll switch to the boy's, form up!” Coach Wagner yelled out before blowing his whistle.

With a grunt Elizabeth focused on the sporty Redhead with a smug competitive smile. She swore to wipe that smile off her face at least once this game. Preferably this round.

…

Which didn't go well…

“Set Hut” The quarterback on Elizabeth's team yelled to start the play. And within a matter of moments they went from having the ball to not after Renee snagged it out of the air before the intended player could. Then she made a run for it. “Oh no you don't”

Elizabeth yelled barreling towards her. Blindly swiping at the fluttering flags on Renee’s hips with her longer reach. Seeing this Renee angled her hips away while trying to dodge past. Not caring if the large girl caught ahold of her shirt as she'd either have to release or give her team an extra ten yards. And Elizabeth grabbed her shirt alright, but thinking it was Renee’s flag belt she got excited and pulled with everything she had.

Normally she'd just pull Renee off her feet and that would be that. However the gym uniform she was wearing had already been sabotaged, and usually that would require activating it a certain way.

This time though the combination of Renee’s momentum and Elizabeth's pull caused the garment to fail anyway. Renee felt a slight tug and assumed that was Elizabeth realizing what she grabbed and quickly letting go.

So she took off again, leaving Elizabeth gripping a torn up white T-shirt. Many eyes focused on the redhead went wide at the revealed sight.

“Of course she wasn't wearing a bra” many of the girls said in their head, rolling their eyes at the sight of Renee’s envious almpst bare bust bouncing free as ran towards the goal. With only two small bits of white tape covering her nipples. Many expecting this after perceiving the girls exposures as her own antics.

All the guys sitting in the stands were just pleasantly surprised. While Tim and Jacob whispered to Melvin wondering if there was an operation they weren't clued in on. As it looked like Elizabeth had purposefully just ripped Renee’s shirt off after triggering a sabotage.

“If that were the case would I be rushing to pull my camera out right now, your guess is as good as mine” he said in a quick but hushed tone. Seeing him rummaging through his tech pack as if he was caught unprepared made a good point. If this had been a plan by the girls, even if they hid it from them as a surprise, they would've made sure someone was ready to document the incident.

Luckily Melvin was always prepared and at least got the last quarter of Renee’s run, the subsequent victory dance, and the eventual realization on Renee’s part.

Her blushing face as she tried to cover her lovely jugs with her small face soon to be on Emma's anonymous news report on the “**** Redhead” and her most recent exploits.

“That was awesome. I wish there was… wait those shorts” Jacob said looking over to his partner in crime. Who knew exactly what he was implying.

“I'll check, if they are… hehe I'm sure we'll find a good moment” he implied. While Melvin raised his eyebrow not sure what they were referring to.