Alright people! I'm REALLY sorry for making you wait like this, but this is a really long one so I hope you'll forgive me ;P

So, I'm slowly starting to give you a little more info on our lovely Blake. Hope you enjoy that, and yes, he gets more and more confusing, and that's why I love him so much. And yes don't worry, I will give you his POV (I have over 50 Word pages so far) at one point, and you'll understand everything, but it's still too early yet... Anyone would like to try to guess what his problemS are?? ;P

Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter.. Oh dang I almost forgot!!

This chapter goes to my lovely stupid friends!!! I know you guys won't be reading this, cause it's in English!! And you don't read ;P But the knock-the-crap-out-of-everyone football would have never existed without you, and the Creek wouldn't have either!! Can't wait for this summer so we can go throw some one else in it and then knock each other on the ground and broke someone else tailbone ;P (please not mine!!)

So anyway, read, enjoy, comment and vote!!

And thanks to everyone who leaves comments, I love you guys!! Comments make me happy, comments make me write faster XP

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Blake was still laughing from my previews comment, when we both jumped in surprise from the screaming.

"Lexi!!!! GET OVER HERE!!!!" I heard Alex yell.

I was on my feet the same second and ran to him, because that was his "something's wrong" voice.

I ran from the trail and then up to where everyone seemed to be gathered.

My eyes feel on Alex and I caught with him.

"What's wrong?" I asked and Alex pointed someone sitting on the picnic table.

"Jimmy-Dummy here tried to do a Can Can, but didn't bring his leg back in time so he freaking fell like an idiot and now he's all cut from the rocks but like, deep cut, cut.

"Get me the first-aid kit" I answered and then ran to the idiot.

Now, the reason why Alex called me is kinda stupid. Ever since we've been kids, every time someone got hurt, whether it was during recess in elementary school, or here during one of our many "trips", every time, it was kinda like a reflex; I would run to go help. I don't know maybe I have that "taking care of the sick" vibe in me... or maybe I just like blood...

Haha!!

"I'm fine alright!! Doesn't even hurt that much!!" Jimmy was telling everyone gathered around him, still wearing his helmet, the left side of his pants torn and bloody, so was his left arm.

I hastily twisted my still-a-little-damp-from-swimming hair into a bun and stood in front of him.

"Yeah!! Nurse Lexi's here!!" Jimmy said, trying to sound teasing but I could hear the strain in his voice.

He was in pain.

"Call me like that again and I'll pour lemon juice on your cut!" I told him and then Alex was there and he gave me the first-aid kit and two bottle of water, to clean the cuts.

There was a lot of dirt in the wounds but they weren't as deep as Alex had led me to believe. There was a lot of blood too but it was all mostly dried by now.

"You know, it was a stupid thing to try to do a trick you didn't nail!" I told him while pouring the water.

Everyone had left by then, seeing they were of no use anymore.

"It's a stupid thing saying that. You have to practice to nail a trick. You're never good in the beginning. You suck in the beginning." Jimmy said and flinched a little.

"Well, whatever, you didn't need to do tricks to begin with! Why'd you have to risk having this" and I gesture to his bloody leg "happen?"

"Look, we're boys, we mess around we do stupid things. Everyone was doing tricks, so I did, and no I don't need to hear; if everyone jumped off a cliff would you follow"

"You're an idiot." I said shaking my head "Take off your pants"

"What?" Jimmy asked startled.

"Take off your pants, I can't clean your cuts and bandage it with your pants on."

"That ought to make Connor jealous..." Jimmy whispered, while squiggling out of them leaving him in the shorts he wore when he was swimming.

"Alright, why is everything always about Connor with you?? Seriously?? What's wrong with you two!?! Not everything is a competition!!"

"You're right, sometimes it's a battle! You gotta fight to get what you want"

"What the hell does that mean??"

"That means... that means... look Lexi, there's something I've wanted to tell you for a while now... I-" Jimmy started to say but I stopped him with my hand.

"Jimmy, whatever this is, I don't want to hear it. Please." I whispered, not able to look at him in the eyes.

God I seriously don't need this!!

Why can't a guy and a girl be friends without having to go through this!!!

Because I'm not stupid, I know what he was going to say. I've been dreading this day.

Not because I think I'm all that and I attract every guy around. Honestly I'm quite plain, with my really normal brown hair and brown eyes plus I got like no boobs, too tall for a few guys, and too thin. I don't qualify myself as hot. That's Anna's department, I've heard it all through my childhood.

No, I knew this was coming because those two guys, Jimmy and Connor, they'll turn anything into a competition. And for some reason, they decided to put me in the spot of one of these stupid tantrums.

And I hate it, because I like both of them, but not that way. And I'm sure they don't really like me that way either!! They're just playing a game, trying to win.

I finished patching him up, in silence, avoiding any eye contact.

This would be just great now.

Awkward moments... Like I needed more of those...

When I was finally finished, I put everything back in the first-aid box and without any words from both of us I walked away.

This is great, just great!!

Alex walked up to me. "So is he alright?"

"Ya fine, just perfect, everything's great..." I mumbled, scowling a little.

"What happened?"

"Don't wanna talk about it..."

"Come on Kitty; just tell Papa Bear what happen"

"Just drop it alright, don't wanna talk about it, means don't wanna talk about it!!"

"Oh god, he made his move didn't he??" Alex asked laughing.

"Shut up!!" I snarled.

"Oh this is just perfect!! What did he say?" Alex chuckled.

"Honestly, Alex, you know how much I love you but if you don't drop it this instant I'm going to have to strangle you"

"You're no fun, you know that!" Alex kept laughing, and then ruffled my hairs, messing up my bun.

"I hate you..." I mumbled, slapping his hand away, and smoothing my hair back in place.

"Will you love me back if I tell you we're going to play football?"

"Orderly football or anything-allowed-to-get-the-ball-to-the-end-zone football?" I asked.

"Orderly football first and knock-the-shit-out-of-everyone football after!" Alex answered with a big smile.

Okay, so here's the thing. We play two kind of football. The guys play the real orderly, follow the rules and the game play kind of football. They all take their usual position and all.

And then, we all play the "other football" which is more like rugby to be truthful and well can't be called football ayt all except for the fact that with play with the "football". We split in two teams and one starts with the ball on their end zone, instead of the middle of the field, and then it's a big free-for-all. We basically have the right to do anything to get to the other side. Doesn't matter if your knee touches the ground or if you're knock down on it. Everything is allowed. Tugging on the shirts, kicking, punching, even biting sometimes... All in all it's pretty chaotic, but it's fun as hell. Usually we're all piled up trying to get the ball while someone is holding it under, getting squished by everyone, until someone actually managed to steal it away and then we all run after him. There's no end of game or anything. We play until someone gets the ball to their end zone. And then the other team starts with the ball on their zone.

And it's awesome! Might not sound like it but it is.

"Alright, I might like you a little bit more..." I mumbled.

"Good Kitty! And you can be on my team on the knock-down game!"

"So you'll make me the center and grab my ass at the beginning of the play?"

"You know me girl!"

I rolled my eyes at his answered but felt a little better nonetheless.

Knocking down people on the ground is always a nice way to ease down your anger and annoyance right?

We were all in the middle of the meadow; the guys were settling some things, deciding whether they would just stick with always playing defense and offence or if they would both do it. They used the usual trees to mark the two end zones. Fred who is usually the kicker was nominated as a corner back to even up the teams, because not all the players were here, because well, a few of them didn't hang out with us.

Catherine, Janna and I brought camping chair to side on the side lines, to watch the boys play, and Tweedledee and Tweedledum aka Miriam and Stacey had gotten into their stupid heads that they would be doing their cheerleading routine. That earned them a big mental roll of my eyes.

The boys all took their place on the field and then Alex called out the play.

Clark, the center, threw him the ball, and then Alex backed up a little looking over to Shawn who was running away. Dwayne was running towards Alex to tackle him but then instead of throwing the ball, Blake ran in front of him, took the ball and sprint away. I had to give it to Blake, he ran fast. Like fast, fast.

Cameron managed to stop him and tackle him to the ground but Blake had ran almost half of the field.

The guys took their place again, and then Alex called the next play, Clark threw him the ball, and then Alex threw the ball at Peter who had ran a few more yards away.

The game went on and on like that. They didn't change offense and defense, always sticking with their usual spots. I think since the season hadn't start yet, they kinda wanted to practice.

There was something almost eerie about watching them playing all together. They really formed a team.

After eight touchdowns, a few interceptions, a lot of tackling and many hysterical screams from Miriam and Stacey who I just wanted to bitch-slap most of time, the boys had enough of the orderly way of playing.

Fred, who looked bored as always didn't stay for that part of the game, and Jimmy, who didn't want to get his bandages rip of, which they most certainly would if he played, didn't stay. Miriam and Stacey whined long enough so that Clark and Shawn didn't stay to play either.

Catherine decide to stay out, because for one thing we wouldn't have been even, and also because she didn't particularly wanted to be tackle to the ground, so Janna and I were the only girls playing.

Alex, Connor, Cameron, Trevor, Davis and I formed one team, and Dwayne, Janna, Mark, Blake, Peter and Justin the other.

"So, ready to get kicked on the ground Lexi?" Cameron asked me kicking my butt.

"You're lucky we're on the same team otherwise I'd murder you right now" I laughed and then jumped on his back, trying to make him fall on the ground, but he was ready for that.

"I knew I was the favorite twin!!" he laughed, me still clinging on his back.

"Wouldn't bet on that!!" Trevor yelled and then grabbed me around the waist, tearing me from his brother and swung me over his shoulder, my head upside down.

"Put me down!!" I laughed and punched him on the side.

"No can do!"

"Put me down or I'll pull you pants down!!" I treated.

I was on my feet seconds later.

"Alright kids!! Let's play!" Alex announced and we all gathered at one end zone taking our shoes off.

Trust me, shoes are very dangerous in this game.

"Skin versus shirt?" Blake asked, after drinking from his bottle of water.

"Ya right!!!" I answered rolling my eyes.

"What? You're scared you're going to be distracted by my breathtaking hotness if I'm shirtless?"

"No, it's just going to be unfair for the other team, you know, grabbing on the shirt to throw on the ground"

"Well then you can take your shirt off, I have no problem with that Pumpkin" Blake answered and winked.

"No need for anyone to take their shirts off" Mark said, shaking his head.

"Ya, and how are we supposed to know who's on what team when we'll be all piled up?" Blake asked.

"Awww for Pete sake, let's just start playing and if we see we have problems we'll let you strip down for everyone Blake!" Alex answered rolling his eyes

"And we could butter you up afterwards and let a mob chase you in the forest!!" I added and then Alex said "You watch too many Family Guy", at the same time Blake said, "That's all good, as long as you're in the mob Pumpkin"

"Just keep it in your pants Eaton" Connor said and then took the ball and threw it to me "You're our center!"

Of course...

"Okay, so what's our plan?" Davis asked while the other team gathered up too.

"I say, Davis you go after Mark, Connor, you go after Dwayne, and I'll stop Blake. Now, I'm sure Dwayne won't let Janna get the ball or anything, so Lexi could go after Peter, so that just leaves Justin, so the twins you can easily run with the ball." Alex whispered.

"Ya that's good" Connor nodded.

"So Trevor, I'm giving you the ball? You up for running?" Alex asked.

"No problemo!"

"Okay, so Lexi, you're the center, and then the second she gives me the ball, you all run and tackle whoever I said you have to go after to the ground alright?"

We all nodded and then we took our places.

Connor and Davis were beside me, and then Cameron and Trevor were beside Alex who was behind me.

I crouched, one hand on the ball, the other supporting me, on the ground.

"Dwayne mom's hairy, that's not hot hot hot!" Alex called instead of saying a play and then I threw him the ball muffling a laugh.

I ran straight to Peter, who was standing on the left, but he saw me coming, and dodged. I slipped on the grass but managed to turn around and then grab his shirt, pulling him, and then turning him making him loose his balance.

"The twin got the ball go after him!!" someone yelled while I kept a strong hold on Peter, my arms around him, while he tried to struggle out of it.

"WHICH ONE!!!" someone else yelled.

Ha ha.

Using the twins was brilliant. That sure would confuse everyone!!

"Oh my god Lexi you got a bug in your hair!!" Peter said, probably trying to make me lose my grip, but I wasn't stupid.

Everyone were screaming orders, or laughing, and then, Peter managed to squirm out of my arms. I got back on my feet, trying to see where the ball was and spotted a pile of people that everyone ran to.

I could see one of the twins, under everyone, with the ball in his hand.

"OVER HERE!!!" I yelled, and then he saw me and threw me the ball.

Everyone spotted me at the same time, and then I was running for my life, holding the ball tightly against me, laughing.

Something hit my back, and next thing I knew, I was laying on the ground.

"Got you Pumpkin"

"Oh crap!"

I looked around trying to find someone to throw the ball to, but Blake hands were trying to retrieve it, out of my hands, so I curled around it, right after kicking Blake away.

Blake charged again, turned me around, but I kicked him again and then saw Alex running towards me so I threw him the ball.

I tried to get back on my feet, but Blake held me to the ground.

"What the hell!" I yelled and squirmed in his arms.

"I'm not letting you go after that ball!" Blake laughed.

"That's a stupid move. You should be going after it!!"

"Thanks for the tip Miss I-scream-orders-to-players-on-rerun-games" Blake said at the same time we heard Alex yell "TOUCHDOWN!!"

"See stupid move!" I told Blake when he let go of me, and help me get back on my feet.

"It's all about priorities" Blake said and before I could ask what the hell Dwayne yelled "TEAM UP EVERYONE!!!!" and Blake ran away, smirking.

I ran to where my team was and then after short orders from Alex, we all face the other team.

Blake was the center, and Dwayne was behind him.

"Alex's mom sells chicken wings at Hooters and they're hot hot hot!!" Dwayne screamed and then Blake held his hand with the ball in his back and Peter and Justin went to stand beside him, Dwayne still behind and they all ran together.

"Who has the ball!!??" Connor screamed beside me, and then the other team all broke apart, running every direction, but no one had the ball in their hands.

"What the hell??" Alex said and then ran to Dwayne, who hand his arm wrapped like he was holding a ball.

But my eyes fell on Blake, and for some reason, I thought his smirk was a little suspicious so I ran after him.

His smirk widen when he saw me, and then he stopped, stepped left, but I stepped left, and then right, left, left but I stepped with him every time.

This was stupid; he didn't even have the ball in his hands, why was I bothering?

Blake stepped right, and this time I lunged at him, tackling him to the ground.

He was laughing, as I thought of how stupid this move was, but then my eyes fell on his ass.

Not because I was checking him out or anything, but because he had a huge bulged, the ball, in his pants.

"Come and get it Pumpkin!!" Blake laughed.

"BLAKE HID THE BALL IN HIS PANTS!!!" I yelled so everyone could come squish him and save me from having to retrieve the ball myself.

Seconds later, we were all piled up, everyone squishing us, hands and legs everywhere and I had no idea where the ball was anymore.

"THOSE AREN'T THE RIGHT BALLS!!!" I heard Blake yelled at one point, and then I was laughing like crazy and I was having a hard time getting my breath back, because, well obviously, I was pretty much at the bottom of the pile. At one point, someone even kinda grabbed my ass, and I have no idea who it was.

In the end, the ball wasn't even in the pile anymore and Janna, who had stayed away, grabbed it and ran to the end zone, everyone on her heals but I stayed on the ground still laughing.

"You were so feeling me up Pumpkin" Blake laughed beside me, still lying on the grass.

"Ya, well I bet you were the one grabbing my ass!!"

"No, actually I was aiming for your boobs"

"Good luck with that!"

"So who's boob did I grab then?" he asked thoughtful and I burst laughing.

I sat up and then saw Janna doing a little touchdown dance.

"That's my girl!!!" Dwayne yelled, and then showered her with kiss.

I smiled at that. They were so cute together.

"Come on, on your feet" Blake said, holding out his hand for me.

We played for over an hour like that, the guys doing stupider and stupider things every time.

But at some point everyone was exhausted and getting hungry and hot so we all agreed to end the game and we ran to the Creek.

I dove in, swam a little but I was starving so I got out a few minutes later and ran back to the picnic table, wrapping my beach towel over my bikini.

I took all my candy and junk out and then started to eat my M&M's.

I love M&M's. M&M's rock!

When Alex got back from the Creek, him and Mark got the barbecue out of the Jeep and set it up.

We took the camping chairs out of the cars setting them in a circle around the spot where we usually put the fire, while others started to set up their tents.

After we were all set I went to stand beside Alex.

"Yes, Lexi, I know you want hamburgers AND hot dogs" he told me before I could say anything.

"And how many do I want?"

"As much as I can bake" Alex answered, rolling his eyes.

"Good boy!" I said and patted his cheek

About an hour later, we were all sitting with our food in our hands, the nice smell of junk food cooked on a barbecue swirling around us.

"How much hamburger did you eat?" Blake asked as he sat beside me while I squished more ketchup in it.

"That's my third" I answered before drinking from my fourth bottle of Pepsi.

"What she didn't care to mention is that she also ate five hot dogs" Alex said, laughing on my other side.

"I eat a lot. So what?" I answered shrugging.

Blake laughed at that.

Alex got up from his seat, and went back to the barbecue, to make some more food.

As I took a bite from my hamburger, Clark came to sit beside Blake, while he watched Miriam and Stacey walking to god-knows-where, Shawn on his heels.

"So I totally didn't ask but do you mind about Miriam." Clark said.

"Dear god, hell no. Do whatever you want with that girl!"Blake said rolling his eyes.

Okay... weird...

And then I thought about before we left for the Creek, Blake had said something about a rule...

"What's the rule?" I asked.

"Hmm?" Blake frowned.

"You know, the rule you talked about when you said you had punched Shawn?"

"And why would I answer that Pumpkin?" Blake smirked.

But Clark answered for him, mischievously "Blake doesn't want to sleep with girls we've already slept with, and always gets first round"

Alright, gross!!!

"What's wrong with you?? First round?? That's disgusting!!"

"Well I don't fancy sharing" Blake snorted.

"You're just a pig"

"And why's that?"

Wow, he really is dumb!!

"You talk like girls are just objects you use! Like you can pass them around!!!"

"But he DOES use them? Right Blakey? Mister just needs vagina to dump his load in ain't that right?" Clark said laughing at him, but Blake glared at him.

"Look who's talking?" Blake said.

"Well at least I announce it proudly! You play the sad eyed dude and all the girls sleep with you because they want to be the one making you smile!" Clark defended himself.

"What the fuck are you talking about!" Blake exclaimed.

Ya, that's exactly what I was going to ask.

Sad eyed dude? Blake never had sad eyes! He was always smirking like a psycho-macho.

"Dude, I banged practically every chick you did! And let me tell you my man, it ain't the funniest thing, especially when it's recent! You know once this girl just kept saying, "I don't get it, why he didn't he like it, why did he keep that blank stare?!!" Let me tell that doesn't help your mojo!!"

Okay... too much info here...

"Ya right!!" Blake snorted.

"It's true!!! You know it was that girl... what's her name... anyway the one at Shawn's party!"

"We're not talking about my party..." Shawn mumbled.

"Cause you got punched in the face and cried like a girl?" Clark laughed.

"I didn't cry!!!" Shawn defended himself

"You passed out a little" Blake laughed.

"I fucking didn't!!"

"Still wish I had crooked your fucking nose..." Blake mumbled.

"Alright so you punched him, why? Cause he slept with a girl you wanted, before you did? A girl you didn't give a crap about? A girl you were just planning to use??" I exclaimed.

"What are you doing? Trying to make me feel bad about myself?" Blake asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Ya cause I think Karma kicked him in the balls already!!" Clark said laughing.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Well that's the night he got in that car accident" Clark said, like it was the simplest thing.

"You got in a car accident?" I asked looking at Blake and there was something weird about his eyes.

"Ya, I got in a car accident, what's it to you anyway, it's not like you care? Or even knew!!" he snorted.

For one second, one tiny second, I actually felt bad. I mean, I should have known that right? But then I thought about the way he treated girl and I didn't feel bad anymore.

He deserved that!!

"So you punched Shawn, left and then got into a car crash? That really is Karma!" I said laughing.

Blake gray eyes turned almost black.

Ooops.

"You forgot the part where drunk you screamed at him!" Clark laughed.

"What!!!?"

"Hell yeah babydoll, I didn't see it, but I was told you were pissed and you screamed at him!!" Clark laughed even more

"Why??" I asked shocked.

"Cause when I punched Shawn, I interrupted your nice dancing!" Blake said his jaw tight.

Okay... I really didn't remember that...

Well it's not like I remember a lot about that night... when I woke up the next morning, I had no idea how I had gotten back home, and then Vanessa had walked into my room, and told me, Catherine had called her from Shawn's party telling her I was finished and I needed a ride home.

After that, people had filled me in my nice evening and I had been told that I had drunk like three bottles of Sour Puss, all by my stupid self. I had made a fool of myself. Sang Happy birthday to Shawn like a freaking cheap whore, rubbed myself all over Fred, and then Shawn. But no one had ever told me I had screamed after Blake. Heck I didn't even know Blake had been at that party!

But what he just said, that him punching Shawn had interrupted our dancing, kinda made me glad he did... cause well I had no idea what would have happen if I hadn't been stopped.

Because that night I was pissed. I had broken up with Alex, because, after like almost nine months, basically nothing had happened between us. Like we kissed but that was it. And it's not because I'm a slut or anything, but it just seemed like there was something missing between us, a spark or something. That night I had gone to his house, to tell him this, to ask him what the hell was wrong between us, and oh boy had I been surprised... and pissed... mostly pissed.

So we had broken up, and I had sluttied up and gone to Shawn party, trying to prove something to myself I think, trying to convince myself I wasn't repellent, I wasn't-

Ya, no, not going there...

Anyway... That was a night I would gladly erase if I could!

"Well, I'm sure you deserve what I told you but thanks nevertheless," I told Blake and then stared daggers at Shawn "because I would never rub myself on Shawn with my sane mind!"

"Ya because me and Shawn we don't use our little sad eyes trick!!" Clark said fakely offended.

"What the hell are you talking about!? Blake doesn't have sad eyes; he has evil eyes, and smirks!!"

"Thanks!" Blake snorted.

"Wow, are you blind babydoll?" Clark asked.

"No I'm not."

"I'm not kidding, seriously!" Clark said and then called out to Stacey and Miriam, who came rushing back like bees to honey.

Blake was shaking his head, drinking one of his beers, and rolling his eyes.

"Just drop it Clark, you're annoying me" he said.

"No, no, no. I'm proving a point here" he said and looked at the two bimbos "Tell us girls, we're having a little argument here, and we'd like to know; why did you sleep with Mister Eaton here?" Clark asked.

"It's the sad eyes..." Stacey stated.

I rolled my eyes, and took my Pepsi.

"I just gave him a blowjob..." Miriam said and shrugged.

I chocked on my drink a little.

"Still counts!"

"Sad eyes" she simply stated.

"Thank you girl, you can go back to frolicking in the meadows now" Clark said, whooshing them away and then looked at me evilly "Told you!!"

"Congrads Clark, you just proved us all you really have a lot of time to waste" Blake said snorting.

"Whatever dude, I was just trying to prove a point. Us players we have to stick together ain't that right, my wing man!" Clark said patting Blake on the shoulder and then he walked away, to where the bimbos had left, Shawn with him.

Well... That had been interesting...

Blake was still sitting beside me, scowling, and drinking his beer and then something occurred to me.

"So that's your trick?" I told him.

"Hmm?" Blake mumbled, and then looked at me.

"Your way to get any girl. Pretend you're all sad and desperate..." I answered.

"Who said I was pretending?" Blake answered, and then it was like they hit me; his sad eyes, I could see them, and they didn't feel fake, not for one second... but before I could add anything he got up and walked away.