Hunter Rockwell

“There are no apologies to justify my distraction from such a beauty stalking me, but I truly am sorry,” He replied, placing a hand on his chest, as if truly sorry for that. “If they have my face plastered all over it, I bet they’ll be the prettiest shirts out there. Short skirts? Big fan. Can’t wait to see you in them. Or without them,” His lips curled up into a smirk as his eyes remained on Kenzie, checking her out shamelessly. “World Cup is one of my favorite things to watch. It’s fun and unites people to cheer for our country, even the ones who don’t like soccer,” Hunter quitted the flirtation for a moment as he said that, but of course that would not last long. “I like it like that. The dirtier the better. And by the brownie points you gave me, I’m guessing you do like it dirty too.”

“You have no idea because you haven’t tried,” Hunter winked at the girl. “Shame. I like blondes. But I do like brunettes too, don’t worry,” His lips curled up into a cocky smile as he flirted with Gabriela. “Alaska... Pretty name, I have no idea who she is but I’m guessing she’s hot. Why not? Jealous, love?”

Tiva’s eyebrows slowly arched upwards on her forehead at the male who approached her, a hint of incredulity creeping into her expression. “Trust me. You’re not who I’d be perving on soccer practice for,” she said, an amused smile dancing across her lips as she spoke. 

“Ouch, straight through my heart, Tiva,” Hunter said dramatically, placing a hand on his bare chest, as if truly hurt by her words. “You almost crushed my ego, but that’s not possible,” His lips curled up into a cocky smile. “Out of curiosity, who would you be perving on soccer if not my godlike self?”

“Thought so. Are you one of the founder members or?” The blonde joked, frowning his brow as if he was truly questioning, but soon it was replaced for a relaxed expression and a chuckle. “I’m glad the fan club is strict like that, it’s mandatory to come and cheer for me,” He continued. “Didn’t know you were into soccer,” Hunter said, leaning against the barrier that separated the field and the bleaches. “Oh yeah, I forgot you’re a girl who likes to ride.”

“I hope it’s a big one. I’m not settling for less,” Hunter joked before laughing and shaking his head slightly, walking with his friend. “Right? We should honor Taco Tuesday at least once a month, seriously. Too good to let that slip,” The blonde said, before glancing at Bear with a curious expression on his face. “It doesn’t matter who you flirt with unless you succeed,” He teased with a half-smirk on his lips. “Who is it?”

“Hey, as cute as you are, I won’t say yes without a diamond ring and a proper proposal. I’m hard to get, yeah?” Hunter joked, rolling his eyes playfully before laughing, not minding the eyes on them while they were joking. “Honestly, same. I could eat anything. All of the options go well with bottles of beer. Perhaps tacos to go for something a bit different than we usually have?"

“You should know it’s hard to get over me. Is your friend tall, hot and blonde?” Hunter continued to tease her with a half-smirk, standing in front of the girl before glancing at his teammates for a moment to check who she was waiting for. “Who is it?”

“You’ve been on the bleachers for far too long, looking at me all heart eyes definitely gave me a hint,” Hunter joked, laughing lightly. “You know, I’m used to causing that effect on people,” His lips curled up into a cocky smile. “We’re done now. Wanna grab something to eat and have some beers? I’m starving. Or do you have something else in mind?”

“It’s your punishment, not mine. I’ve been a good student this year,” Hunter joked, laughing as he looked at the British boy again. “But, because I’m nice and a hella good friend, I’m here to keep you company and make it more pleasant. Your eyes are pleased just to look at my pretty face, I know, but we can talk, man, make it more fun,” He teased. “Of course you didn’t do anything,” He scoffed, taking a sip of his coffee. “They have reasons to, you can’t judge them. You look so proud whenever someone calls you demon boy.”

“Fair enough. Both pretty views,” Hunter flirted a bit with the girl, half-smirking as he took a shameless look at her head to toe. “Yes, ma’am,” He teased her with a small chuckle, taking the camera in his hands. “You know I can. Go on, do your thing. I’m ready to help you from behind the lens.”

“It’s makes sense, it’d be a problem if you didn’t know me by now.” She told him with a shrug, Hunter knew a lot more than she’d care to admit. “It sucks, just when we think we can make an escape…we keep being corrected.” Lennon let out a sigh, hoping that after all the madness they’d get at least a week of peace so things could seem normal. “You are, I usually need it so I can avoid the conversations with my mother.” She laughed, reaching over to grab the items from his hand before placing the joint between her teeth. “Aren’t you a gentleman.” The blonde continued as she flicked the lighter, waiting for the flame so she could burn the end. 

“Thankfully  I know you head to tow, every single inch,” Hunter winked at the blonde next to him, half-smirking at her. “We can’t escape, face it,” As frustrating as it was, it was the truth. They’d never let a thing, especially knowing that it could affect the students somehow. Everyone had a secret they wished they could keep, but here that was not the reality. “We have a lot in common, don’t we?” He said with a small chuckle, looking at Lennon after she mentioned avoiding her mother as well. “Always, babe. Thought you knew it already.”