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[sub]Location: Football Field
Collaboration: Trev [@Silent Observer] and Jacob [@Legion02] 
Mentions: Josie [@Kitty][/sub]
[img]http://moonshot.acehacker.com/img/separator.png[/img][/center]Savannah could feel her heart beating louder than ever as she exited the school building, making her way towards the sports fields. Usually, she’d be heading home for the day, but this afternoon was different. Savvy was finally taking Josie’s advice and talking to Trevor for the newspaper article, but the interview was the least of her worries. 

Arriving quicker than she anticipated, the redhead looked out onto the field at the team running drills and instantly spotted who she was looking for. She shyly looked away towards where Josie was trailing behind her, but the girl motioned for Sav to keep walking. Obliging, she made her way over to the sidelines to where Coach Moss was standing overseeing the team.

Butterflies flew free in her stomach as she timidly approached the tall man. [color=DC143C][b]“Hi, Coach Moss, do you have a second?”[/b][/color] 

[b]“Yes, young lady?”[/b] He asked, taking off his sunglasses to look her in the eye. Intimidating. [b]“If you’re looking for cheer tryouts, they’re over there. Coach Abrams is running them.”[/b]

[color=DC143C][b]“Um, actually sir, my name is Savannah Matthews, I’m from the school newspaper and wanted to do a feature on the football team about the upcoming season. Would you mind if I talked to Tr-”[/b][/color] She stopped herself in her tracks before she said his name. Keep it cool, Sav. [color=DC143C][b]“One of your players for a few minutes? I don’t want to take up too much of your time.”[/b][/color]

[b]“Sure. Let me grab someone for you…”[/b] He paused in thought, searching the field for whoever he had on his mind. [b]“Wells! Bring it in.”[/b] 

Sav’s heart soared.

Alongside many of the other players and potential players, Trevor was busy running sprints between the yard lines. Drills were exhausting, but he was built for it. His sprints were surprisingly graceful for such a big dude, like a bull in ballet slippers… or something like that. He heard the sharp call of Coach’s voice as the man called him by his last name — Coach always called players by their last name, just like the players always called him just “Coach”. It was the way the world worked, no arguments or complaints about it.

Sweaty and breathing heavy, the redhead looked up. At first, he just saw Coach and some girl, then he did a doubletake and realized that it wasn’t just some girl, it was [i]the[/i] girl. His heart rate fluttered from the mix of intense cardio and sudden nerves. God, this just might be the death of him, but death couldn’t be any sweeter. Breaking from his momentary dream-like gaze, Trev jogged over to the pair. Trying to keep his cool, he smiled and wiped a gloved hand across his forehead and spoke.

[color=c66600][b]“What’s up, Coach?”[/b][/color] Trevor asked, trying to keep his eyes from wandering over to Savannah too much. Trying, and failing.

[b]“Young lady here wants an interview for the school newspaper. Figure you’re the least likely to say something dumb besides O’Connor and well, he isn’t here, so don’t prove me wrong, Wells.”[/b] Coach Moss said gruffly and then turned his attention back to the team, walking away.

[color=c66600][b]“You got it, Coach.”[/b][/color] Trev responded to the man before he turned to leave. Now that it was just… the two of them… Trevor hazarded a glance at Savannah. Gone instantly was the confidence that he had when talking to Josie about asking Sav out — it drained completely out of him, along with all of his blood and breath, so it seemed. [color=c66600][b]“Hello, again, uhm. You want to do an interview?”[/b][/color] he stammered out the question and cringed at himself internally.

[color=DC143C][b]“Hi Trevor,”[/b][/color] Sav smiled cooly, but inside, her nerves were even more present than they were the first time that they spoke. He looked [i]so good[/i] right now, all athletic and sporty, and it made the redhead weak in the knees. But she needed to be professional, so on with the interview, she went. 

[color=DC143C][b]“Yeah, I wanted to ask you just a few questions about the season. Is that okay? I know y’all are in the middle of tryouts right now, so I’ll try to be quick.”[/b][/color] Savvy asked, gazing up at him.

[i]Y’all[/i]. The phrase hit him right in the chest, just like it always did when he heard her say it. Maintaining his composure as best he could, Trevor nodded calmly. [color=c66600][b]“Yeah, of course, that’s no problem. Do you have a list of questions or…?”[/b][/color] Trevor was impressing himself. Two full sentences and not a single stutter, that was an improvement. It helped that they were talking “business”.

Coach didn’t have a habit of calling his players off the field. Especially Trevor, who was throwing in his bid to become captain — which went up against Jacob’s plan more than the redhead ever knew. Luckily, Jacob hadn’t used his secret weapon yet. Looking over at Trevor, he noticed he was talking with a certain girl. Now suddenly everything got a lot more interesting. After asking Coach, Jacob was also allowed to leave the field for a moment. With a rather devious grin, he approached behind Savannah, circled around her and interrupted any conversation the two were having. Looking her up from head to toe, letting his gaze linger a few moments at certain points, he shrugged. 

[b][color=6ecff6]“Six, tops.”[/color][/b] He then turned to Trevor. [b][color=6ecff6]“C’mon man. You can do better than her. Look, the cheerleaders are having their tryouts. You could literally have any of them.”[/color][/b] He said, motioning to the cheer squad not much further from them. [b][color=6ecff6]“She can take that interview after Coach decides who the captain should be.”[/color][/b] He told Trevor, not even caring that the girl could hear him. In his eyes, she was nobody. [b][color=6ecff6]“Not that there is much doubt about it.”[/color][/b] He added as if the outcome was already obvious. In Jacob’s mind, it was.

Trevor looked absolutely appalled. Appalled, and mortified, all at once. Not only did Jacob call out his crush, but he was unforgivably rude to her. Very uncharacteristically, anger welled up in Trevor, and he had to fight back the urge to deck Jacob where he stood for being such a… well, an ass. He was being an [i]ass[/i]. Punching a dude right in front of Sav might not make the best impression, though, so Trev thought better of it and reacted with words alone. [color=c66600][b]“Seriously, Jay? Apologize for being so rude. Savannah’s here for an interview. dude.”[/b][/color]

Sav rolled her eyes, [i]men[/i]. 

Jacob’s plan went as well as he could expect, and he walked away after witnessing both of their reactions. That was what it was about, after all. To see how Trevor would respond. Turning around, his grin grew into a devilish smile. Today had been full of pleasant surprises. From his pocket, he conjured a small, plain white pill. First Damian was kicked off the team, then Hana could conjure up one of these bad boys and now he could have some leverage over Trevor. With a smile, he swallowed the pill. Today would be the day he became captain.

[color=c66600][b]“Sorry about that. He’s probably just a little wound up about trying to make captain. Please, ignore all of that, it didn’t happen, and none of it was true.”[/b][/color] Trevor attempted to apologize on Jacob’s behalf. A wasted effort, most likely, but he tried nonetheless.

[color=DC143C][b]“No, it’s alright. Not everyone can be as nice as you are…”[/b][/color] Sav tried not to blush as she let the words slip from her mouth, but continued on as if it didn’t happen. [color=DC143C][b]“So, um, Interview. First question, what is your biggest strength coming into this season?”[/b][/color]

Had Damian still been on the team, the answer to that question would have been easy. They had a strong quarterback, a good captain who kept the team morale up. But Damian wasn’t on the team now, so Trevor had to think on that question for a few minutes. [color=c66600][b]“Strength… uhhh, I guess it is our record. We’re coming into this season with a long time winning streak, so the team has a lot to be playing for. There is a really strong desire to keep the two and a half year streak up and make it three, so we will.”[/b][/color]

[color=DC143C][b]“Good answer.”[/b][/color] Sav said, trying to scribble down everything as quickly as she could, not able to keep up. Realizing that she couldn’t write that fast, she sighed. [color=DC143C][b]“Would you mind if I actually recorded this? I don’t think I can keep up, and I want to make sure I get everything.”[/b][/color] She asked, motioning to the phone that she pulled out of her pocket. 

Oh, a recorder? A device to permanently capture if he did manage to say something dumb? Sure, why not! [color=c66600][b]“No, that’s fine. Do what you need to… and I’ll try not to talk so fast.”[/b][/color] Trev polished the sentence off with a nervous laugh and looked down at the turf.

[color=DC143C][b]“Okay, great thanks. And no, you’re fine, don’t change anything.”[/b][/color] Sav spoke with a smirk, hitting record on the voice memo app on her phone. [color=DC143C][b]“So, next question. What’s your greatest weak-”[/b][/color] She started to ask and then stopped herself, realizing that losing Damian was probably going to be the answer. Sav changed the subject quickly. [color=DC143C][b]“Actually, what is your favorite thing about being on the football team?”[/b][/color]

Trevor noticed the quick shift in her question, and he deeply appreciated that courtesy. Everyone in the school knew what the team’s greatest weakness would be this season, thanks to Melody announcing it on live TV this morning. The new question was far more positive, but still difficult to answer for the redhead. [color=c66600][b]“That’s a tough one, personally. I love a lot about football. I guess my favorite part is the team itself. We’re a unit, we might all have our specific roles and jobs to do in the game, but we make our plays as a team. Parts of a whole machine. When we win, we all win together. I would say that when we lose, we all lose together too, but... We don’t really lose.”[/b][/color] Trevor laughed genuinely and flashed her an award-winning smile. [color=c66600][b]“Jokes aside, it’s the team. They guys are all super talented, incredibly dedicated, and many of us are good friends on and off the field, and that helps a lot in games.”[/b][/color]

Sav felt her breath hitch when Trevor smiled at her- he had a [i]gorgeous[/i] smile. He was rocking this interview, and it gave her a lot to work with. She was looking forward to actually putting it on paper and in the school paper. [color=DC143C][b]“Last question, what are you looking forward to most this season?”[/b][/color]

[color=c66600][b]“Oh man… a lot, actually.”[/b][/color] Trevor grinned at Savannah and planned a more proper response. Since when did talking to her become so easy? He could get used to this… talking to her, looking at her, smiling, and maybe making her smile too. [color=c66600][b]“This is my last high school season, so every moment is going to have a lot of meaning. Making memories, and all that. The easiest answer would be our Homecoming game for the season. Home games are always great, having the stands full of BHHS students cheering us on, but Homecoming is next level. It’s like a football holiday, and you know, it’s gonna be my last one, so it will have to be legendary. I won’t settle for anything less than at least one broken BHHS record.”[/b][/color] Not to mention that Homecoming came along with an associated dance, and that was also something that Trev could be excited about now. He might not include that in his interview response, but he was certainly thinking of it.

[color=DC143C][b]“I love how passionate you are about football. It’s easy to tell how much you care about it, and how much it’s had an impact on you.”[/b][/color] Savvy said, brushing a piece of loose hair out of her face and giving Trevor a genuine smile. [color=DC143C][b]“Well that’s actually all the questions I have. Is there anything else you want to add to the article or want to say?”[/b][/color] She asked, not wanting the conversation to end just yet. 

[color=c66600][b]“This is going in the paper, right? I guess, uhm, write something in there saying that I hope to see everyone in the stands at our games supporting the team. We do it all for the school’s pride, and your support means a lot to us.”[/b][/color] Trevor smiled and nodded in agreement with his own words. There was a pause in the conversation where he awkwardly put his hands together and he nervously started cracking his knuckles through his gloves.  [color=c66600][b]“So… was that good? I’ve never been, uhm, interviewed before.”[/b][/color]

[color=DC143C][b]“You were great, like [i]really[/i] great. And off the record-”[/b][/color] Sav leaned in a little closer to make it seem like a secret, [color=DC143C][b]“You’d make a great captain in my opinion.”[/b][/color] She leaned back, a slight blush creeping up onto her cheeks. [color=DC143C][b]“Well, I guess that’s it then. Thanks, Trevor, this is going to be perfect for my article.”[/b][/color]

There was no stopping the inevitable scarlet rush in his cheeks. Trevor felt his face, no, his whole body, as it caught fire when she leaned in towards him. The absolute [i]cherry[/i] on top of the ice cream sundae was what she had said. She thought he’d make a great captain. Well, damn, he had to do it now. There was no choice in the matter… he’d do it because he told Damian he would and because Savannah said he would be good at it. He didn’t need another reason. It was obvious that she was wrapping up to leave, and Trevor realized that he wasn’t quite ready for that.

Now. Now was the perfect moment. Josie had given him a pep talk and the lord above blessed him with this perfect opportunity. He’d be a fool to let it slip. [color=c66600][b]“I actually have a question for you too.”[/b][/color] Trevor’s mouth spoke before his brain caught up with what he said. Oh wow, that was actually bold, and smooth. Impressive transition, Wells.

Oh? Sav was the reporter, not him, so she was curious as to what the question was. Completely oblivious to whatever he was about to say she responded almost immediately. [color=DC143C][b]“Sure, what is it?”[/b][/color]

[color=c66600][b]“Uhm, do you like Star Wars?”[/b][/color] That was slightly less smooth, Trevor nearly winced. It would be best to keep on moving, don’t stop the train. Don’t let it linger. [color=c66600][b]“Because they’re playing A New Hope on the roof of Captain Cuddles this Friday. If you’re free, would you like to go… with… me?”[/b][/color] Oh god Trev, that was awful. He tried to smooth the awkwardness away with another smile.

[color=DC143C][i]Sweet jesus.[/i][/color]

Was Savvy dreaming? Did she need to pinch herself? This seemed too good to be true. She wanted to kiss him right then and there and shout ‘Yes, yes yes’ to the rooftops, but she needed to act natural. [color=DC143C][i]Okay, cool it Sav, you can do this[/i][/color] Taking a deep breath, she gazed into his [i]gorgeous[/i] eyes and smiled widely. [color=DC143C][b]“I...I’d absolutely love to.”[/b][/color]

Wow, that was… a lot easier than he’d expected. She said yes. Oh my word, she said yes! Absolutely, even. The realization of it hit Trevor in waves, waves that he rode into an entire ocean of elation. For a moment, perhaps too long of a moment, he just smiled like a big dumbass. [color=c66600][b]“Great! We should, uhm, exchange numbers. To set plans. I don’t have my phone on me right now, but I could give you my number?”[/b][/color]

[color=DC143C][b]“Of course, that sounds great.”[/b][/color] Sav opened her phone, and it was only then that she noticed she was [i]still recording[/i]. Trying not to let that show, she stopped the voice memo and saved it quicker than lightning. Not only would she get to listen to the interview later, but would get to listen to Trevor asking her out over, over, and [i]over[/i] again. She opened up a new contact and passed the fellow redhead the phone. 

Trevor tried to hide the fact that his hands were shaking a little when he took her phone. He bit the tip of the index finger of his right glove to take it off and then tapped his phone number on the touchscreen. Trev hand it back to her and grinned happily. Putting his glove back on, his smile faltered a touch. [color=c66600][b]“I should get back to tryouts, especially if I want to make captain.”[/b][/color]

Savannah smiled, taking back her phone. [color=DC143C][b]“Okay, well go gettem’, I’m sure you’ll do great. I’ll talk to you later?”[/b][/color]

[color=c66600][b]“I hope so.”[/b][/color] Trevor replied with a pleased sparkle in his eye. He turned to run back on the field, riding this current emotional high into what he hoped would be the best semester of his high school career.