Okay so I just got finished watching Little Giants in my humanities class and I realized how much I love it. This is going to be a Junior/Becky story. I don't understand why most of the fanfictions about Little Giants are Spike/Becky. Too wierd. But anyway, here it goes... Oh, and by the way, this is my first fanfiction. Please don't be too harsh if you decide to review. I would greatly appreciate any reviews though :)
I don't get it, I thought to myself. I've been going over the same event in my head for the past three hours, trying to figure out what it means. Today, after we beat the Cowboys, I was celebrating with my dad; you know, jumping up and down, screaming, that type of thing.
All of a sudden, Junior comes running up and joins in. Not only does he join in but he totally butts my dad out of it by grabbing my hands and jumping up and down away from him. Of course, I didn't mind considering I have the hugest crush on him.
Anyway, as we were celebrating I guess we both realized that we were kinda having a moment. He stopped jumping so I did too and he gave me this funny look. I thought he was gonna walk away. But then he smiles and starts celebrating again. I was pretty excited.
For hours I've been trying to figure out if this means he likes me. It probably doesn't. I mean, I'm the Icebox, his teammate. I'm no cheerleader like Debbie. I tried that and it's no fun. So I had to decide between Junior and football. I chose football, and even though I really like Junior, I love football.
Just as I was about to go over the situation one more time in my head, someone knocked on my door. "Come in!" I yelled.
My dad poked his head through the narrow space between the wall and my now slightly open door. "Sweetheart, there's someone at the door for you," my dad said with a wink. Why did he wink?, I thought. He's just weird.
I sprinted out of my room and slid down the staircase railing. "Nice landing. I give you 10 points for that one, Becky," a voice said. I spun around to find myself face to face with Junior. I took a few steps back, not because I wanted to but because we were so close and I was a little surprised.
"Oh hey, um what are you doing here?" I asked, trying not to sound too nervous.
"The team is all at my house celebrating. I came to get you," Junior said with a smile.
"Okay, let me go ask my dad."
"Wait, my mom said to bring your dad, too. I think she likes him," he said, obviously pretty weirded out by the whole thing. I was pretty weirded out, too.
I ran upstairs to get my dad and try to do something with my hair before we left. Ever since I met Junior, I've been wearing it down more, like a normal girl.
"Dad, come on! We're going to Junior's!" I yelled to him.
"Becky, go have fun. I think I'm gonna stay in tonight," he replied.
"No, Dad, his mom wants you there."
My dad rushed out of his room mumbling something that sounded like, "Why didn't you say that in the first place?" I ignored the comment and followed him back downstairs.
All three of us loaded into the truck. Me and Junior were kinda smushed together awkwardly cause there wasn't much room in this car. Luckily, the ride there wasn't too long.