"Guys stop gaping and help the girl out." One of the boys spoke as Elena knelt embarrassed and in some sort of a stupor. A few of the players began handing her sheets of music, and she happily took them, looking over any folded edges or grass smears. Slowly, she rose brushing the dirt from her knees and venturing further into the field to help collect her mess. Elena shot appreciative smiles to those that helped and avoided eye contact with those who did not.
And then there he was. Right in front of her. And all the breath left her lungs. Elena could feel her heart in her throat and her eyes wide as saucers. C'mon.. Don't just stand there say something! For god sake, he smiled! I have to say something! "T-thanks.." she half shouted at him, feeling the blush crawl all the way behind her ears.
Slightly behind him was another boy, who seemed to be a bit agitated by his friend.“Just 'cos I pick up stuff like a gentleman doesn't mean I like a girl.. Besides, I don't go for older women, or – ones who like this music shit or whatever the hell's on this sheet.”
Elena hadn't truly processed the entirety of the statement and the part she chose to focus on was the part about her sheet music. "Excuse me.." She whispered to no one in particular, closing the distance between herself and the friendly pair. Boldly, she tapped on his shoulder and watched him spin to face her. He was cute. Surprisingly so. And he looked a bit younger than she.
But this was not the time. Elena shook her head from side to side and stuck out her hand. "Yes, I'll be taking my music shit from you now." Her voice had more bite than she'd originally intended but hearing the words aloud made her feel a little better. After all, what did a measly football player know about music?