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MuggleBornWitch3 
"Well, I'm glad you're okay then" she said. "We wouldn't want our star beater benched for tryouts tomorrow, would we?" She couldn't wait for tryouts tomorrow. She was excited for the game, sure, but she was really excited to practice with Cale and see how he played. She hoped they both made the team!
"Ewww! Foot odor!" she exclaimed, wrinkling her nose up a bit! What was up with the men professors? They all had some weird fetish or something. "I can't say we have any of that going on! Our ministry professors just like to sing...and eat cookies...and giggle," she explained. "I'm proud of you for helping the snake to lose points!"
"Sorry!" she exclaimed, as she looked down at the spot she'd just punched. Without thinking, she kissed the palm of her hand, then touched her palm to his arm. "There. I kissed it and made it all better!" she giggled. She couldn't believe she'd just done that. She wondered how long he would sit there before he got up and made a run for it.
Then, unless he was seriously delusional and dreaming it, he laid his head on her shoulder for just a moment. It made her realize more and more that she really liked this boy, and she could never have him. All too soon, the moment was gone.
She sighed and threw her head back, accidentally banging it against the same wall Cale had just hit...again. "Ow! Caleb Markus Newell!" she exclaimed. "I can't believe I just did that!"
"Nope. Although the way things are going I might just give myself a concussion," he muttered, looking at the wall again. Huh. He was being extra clumsy today. Or just extra stupid, one of the two.
"Eww, Borr eats cookies too! But they just made everyone in the class have...well, I'm not going to go into details. It was gross, and that is all I'm gonna say. Luckily I didn't eat my cookie," he said with a wink. He didn't want her to think anything gross had happened to him. "I swear, it was a nightmare in that classroom!"
His heart stopped a bit as she kissed her palm and then pressed her palm to his arm. Ohmigosh, she was trying to kill him. Literally just make him have a heart attack. ARG! He couldn't take this. The tension was driving him mad. All he wanted to do was jump up and yell
Anna! I like you, ok? Not Cora, YOU!
But he couldn't. She'd think he was a loony and run screaming from the shed.
"Um, thanks. It...feels a lot better," he said with a chuckle as his face flushed again. Well, if he couldn't find the words, his cheeks were going to be a dead giveaway one of these days.
"Hey! It's Cale," he chuckled, sticking his tongue out at her. "Caleb is just...weird."