Prompt: duck

Word Count: 146

Disclaimer: Ryan Murphy created them. I just like playing with the moulds.


"You're going to want to duck." Brooke told Sam as they sat beneath the shining sun on the school field.

"What? Why?" Sam blinked up at her, a suspicious look on her face.

"Just trust me." Hazel orbs went back to the book on her lap.

"Or, you could just tell me." Sam frowned at her, eyeing Brooke as though she had an ulterior motive. "Unless this is some ploy to get me with a cream pie." The blonde sighed and shrugged.

"Okay, don't duck."

"I won't."

"Okay then."

The football connected with Sam's head as soon as it dropped back down to it's book viewing position. Brooke had no idea Sam knew so many curse words. Or that she had an arm on her. Unfortunately for the football player coming to retrieve the ball, her learned just how good an arm Sam hand first hand.