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[sub]A [@smarty0114] & [@Bee] collab
Featuring: [color=bd3f6e]Becca Helmsley[/color] & [color=82ca9d]Lawrence Townsend[/color]
Location: The Football Field, After School[/sub][/center]
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Despite the chill in the air, the football team was hard at work on the field running drills. The football team had been on a winning streak like her soccer teams, and they were headed for the championships it seemed. Lawrence had said practices were getting more intense. The coaches were surely stressed about losing Damian. Scanning the field for a moment before looking away, Becca Helmsley climbed up the bleachers, where she found the closest thing she had to a best friend lounging against the metal seats, blowing pink bubbles from between her lips. Ivy Nichols smiled and waved. [color=bd3f6e][b]“Fancy seeing you here,”[/b][/color] Becca said, taking a seat next to the blonde. 

[color=00d278][b]“I come here after a rough day. Watching boys work out really relieves the stress,”[/b][/color] Ivy said casually, popping her gum while her gaze remained focused on the football team down below them. Becca laughed but didn’t disagree. [color=00d278][b]“Let me guess, you’re here for Townsend?”[/b][/color] Becca’s eyes drifted down to the field, looking for one player in particular. The long hair gave him away, and the stare Becca gave him more or less answered Ivy’s question. The blonde laughed. [color=00d278][b]“I’m glad the date went well. Has he made an honest woman out of you?”[/b][/color]

[color=bd3f6e][b]“Ivy, you know me. We’re just… having fun. Lots, of fun,”[/b][/color] Becca said, smirking. Whatever her and Lawrence had been doing, it was fun. Was it truly [i]just[/i] fun though? That remained to be seen. 

A sharp whistle signalled the end of practice, and Ivy stood up, sighing. [color=00d278][b]“Shows over,”[/b][/color] she said, disappointment etched across her face. She started down towards the field, Becca following behind. Ivy turned at the bottom of the bleachers and gave Becca a hug. [color=00d278][b]“Have [i]fun[/i] with Townsend,”[/b][/color] she said, winking at her friend before heading off towards the school parking lot.

Becca waited as players moved past her, headed to the locker room, dripping sweat even with the evening chill that had begun to set in. More than a few players gave her looks while they walked by, but she ignored them. The attention emboldened her and when she saw Lawrence was the last one of the pack, she strolled up to greet him. [color=bd3f6e][b]“Hey you,”[/b][/color] she said, looking up into his eyes. [color=bd3f6e][b]“Nice job out there.”[/b][/color]

Losing Damian had been less of a hit than Lawrence had previously thought. It wasn’t the level of play that was the issue, but it was the loss of leadership. However, Justin had done a good job at rising up and stepping up. Obviously not at the level of Damian, but for being the new captain for a few weeks he had made serious strides in stepping up.

Currently, the first team offense and the first team defense was on the field running one last play. One last play and they could go home. Lining up behind the quarterback, he was waiting to receive a handoff from Justin. Hearing and seeing the ball get snapped, he ran up and took the ball. Seeing the linebackers pour in had prompted him to bounce outside, which resulted in the typical and he burned them like California in the summer, taking it about fifteen yards before being pushed out of bounds.

After that, there was the same old bullshit speech from the coach about good work and about how everyone put in a good effort (which was a nice way of saying that they weren’t exactly up to his standards yet). Other than that, they were left to go to the locker room and do locker room things. Everyone, except for Lawrence who was pulled aside by none other than Becca Helmsley. 

[color=82ca9d][b]“Hey.”[/b][/color] Lawrence smiled, [color=82ca9d][b]“Thanks. I’m surprised you were watching. What are you up to out here?”[/b][/color]

[color=bd3f6e][b]“I wanted to talk to you about something,”[/b][/color] Becca said smiling. [color=bd3f6e][b]“How would you like to be my running mate in the special election? I need a running mate, and I can’t think of someone I’d rather have at my side.”[/b][/color] She’d already pictured the next few weeks in her head a million times since this morning. She’d win this election, she knew that for certain, but a good VP would secure her spot in the hearts of the student body. Running with Bailee made it look like a Helmsley takeover, which to be fair, it was, but that didn’t sell very well. Leaving Trixie as her VP would just put an enemy in her circle that she didn’t need. Lawrence though, she could trust. He was charming, well liked, and they looked good together. He’d be the king to her queen. It was picture fucking perfect.

[color=82ca9d][b]“Running mate?”[/b][/color] It was an interesting proposition for sure, and one that he wasn’t really expecting to come. He wasn’t really a political person at all. Politics and all that confused him and he found it to be people pandering to whoever had the most money in their pockets, even on a high school level. However, it was Becca Helmsley. One of the most prolific women at the school. Asking him to come along was a smart move on her end, considering how prolific he was as well. But, he wasn’t sure if he was interested. [color=82ca9d][b]“I don’t know, Becca... politics aren’t really my thing…”[/b][/color]

[color=bd3f6e][b]“That’s okay, because they’re my thing,”[/b][/color] Becca said. She smiled, and brought her hand up to rest on his bicep. [color=bd3f6e][b]“Just think of us running this school. Justin can be the leader out there,”[/b][/color] she said, gesturing out to the field, [color=bd3f6e][b]“but you’ll be in charge everywhere else. I need your energy, Lawr. People look up to you. Plus, it gives us an excuse to spend some time together.”[/b][/color] She batted her eyes and grinned. She wasn’t above using her looks to win this one, far from it in fact. 

[color=82ca9d][b]“Why me, though?”[/b][/color] Lawrence smiled, [color=82ca9d][b]“I’m just a football player.”[/b][/color] Lawrence looked out at the field, watching coaches and assistants pick up the remnants of their practice. [color=82ca9d][b]“The only running I do is out here.”[/b][/color]

[color=bd3f6e][b]“Because, you’re [i]my[/i] football player,”[/b][/color] Becca said. Her lips found his, and then they were on his neck and her hands were sliding down his chest and all she could think was how lucky she’d been that the rest of the team was still showering in the locker room. She hadn’t been expecting him to take this much convincing. Pulling away, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed up against him, biting her lip. [color=bd3f6e][b]“I trust you Lawr. I could’ve asked Justin or Trevor or Damian but at the end of the day, I can’t work with them like I can with you.”[/b][/color] It wasn’t so much a lie, only a pleasant rewording of the truth. She trusted Lawrence to do what she wanted, way more than she could any of the other boys. She liked him, and she liked the sex, but real trust wasn’t something she gave away so easily, not that he needed to know that.

[color=82ca9d][b]“Doesn’t mean I’m school running material.”[/b][/color] Lawrence shrugged, but what came afterwards was much more up Lawrence’s alley, and a language he was far more proficient in. God, she was so hot. Looking into those beautiful, blue eyes, he smiled. [color=82ca9d][b]“Well, when you put it like that…”[/b][/color] The running back’s smile grew wider, [color=82ca9d][b]“What do you want me to do, exactly?”[/b][/color]

She beamed at Lawrence’s question. She knew she’d won by then, and it was no wonder. She was Becca Helmsley. Winning was in her blood. [color=bd3f6e][b]“I can do all the heavy lifting. You’ll need to secure the team’s votes, but really I just need you by my side, looking your usual, dashing self. Honestly, once everybody knows we’re running together, I can’t see anyone standing in the way,”[/b][/color] she said, planting another kiss on him. She pulled away and interlocked her fingers with his. [color=bd3f6e][b]“This is going to be amazing, I [i]promise[/i].”[/b][/color]

[color=82ca9d][b]“So all I gotta do is sit there and be pretty?”[/b][/color] Lawrence joked, laughing lightly. He liked the idea of having Becca carry the work. Just like a group project, except there weren’t really any stakes for him other than having a sad Becca, but he knew just how to fix that.

[color=bd3f6e][b]“Exactly, and you’re very good at that. See, I can play to your strengths,”[/b][/color] she said. She began walking towards the locker room, her hand in his. [color=bd3f6e][b]“I’ve got a meeting with Brian in an hour, but if you shower quick, I think I owe you a campaign present,”[/b][/color] she said, spinning around to face Lawrence and giving him a wink.

[color=82ca9d][b]“Alright. Say no more, you’ve convinced me plenty.”[/b][/color] The running back smiled, letting the soccer player bring him along to the locker room. [color=82ca9d][b]“I’ll be as fast as I can be.”[/b][/color]