What if I told you ~Ben~

[kristen gregory]

16-year-old Kristen Gregory was at the park, Thursday afternoon right after school. She was avoiding going home, because she knew that she'd find her father there; most likely drunk. And for once, she wasn't with her friends. She didn't mind though. She loved her friends, but it was also nice to get away too. It was just that; Mass, Claire, and Alicia all had their boyfriends. Boyfriends that were all like brothers to Kristen. She was happy for them, but she herself stayed away from relationships. She flirted a lot and had flings here and there, but she never allowed anything to stick.

She shyed away from the guys who liked her. Though really, she was quite oblivious when a guy liked her. She'd been told that Benjamin Hamm liked her, but she didn't believe the rumors. Still though, she took no chances. Besides which, if she was completely honest with herself; she would admit to thinking that Ben was really attractive. And, she knew that if she allowed herself to put down that barrier, it might be totally easy to fall for him. After all, Ben was a sweetie. He was so unlike his best friend.

But she kept telling herself over and over not to think about him. Not to let herself fall for him. So, she mostly just stayed away from him. But, she hated to admit this to herself; but she thought about him way more then she should. And it slightly pissed her off. So, she steered clear, guarding her heart fiercely. She took chances on other things, but she wouldn't take a chance on this. But hey, maybe she was getting way too ahead of herself here. Maybe Ben didn't like her at all, the way some people said he did. A small part of her hoped that he did like her though, even though that fact scared her a bit.

She sighed, raking her hands through her hair. She was wearing her favorite pair of blue jeans, and a tight light pink sweater. Simple clothing, but they looked really good on her. She was sitting on a bench, and she looked extremely lost in thought. Which, she was. She was thinking about Ben, in spite of herself; among other things.

[benjamin hamm»]

BEN HAMM,
It was a sunny Thursday afternoon after school and Ben was walking down the cement concrete path that twisted through the greenery of the park. At his feet was his black and white soccer ball that he was almost never without, and he kicked it softly as he walked along, his eyes occasionally glancing up and around him, but mostly concentrating on the ball that rolled out in front of him. He held onto his backpack straps, for he had just gotten out of school. Almost everyday after school he came out here to the park to kick around the ball a little bit. He had to walk home anyway and the park was on his way home so he always managed to stop and kick the ball around in the tall lush green grasses for a while before he kept walking onward to his house.

He was wearing simple khaki shorts and a polo shirt. He wasn't the type of guy to be obsessive over how he looked but he did care. His hair was a little messy atop his head, and it swayed as he walked and kicked the ball. However, his large blue eyes stood out the most on his face., their piercing deep blue colors were deep and made him look handsome. He gave the ball an extra large kick onto the grassy Field as he slowly walked toward it. As the ball rolled onto the grass, he glanced up at the pathway ahead of him. He caught a glimpse of a girl his age with pretty blonde hair sitting upon the bench that lie parallel to the Field he normally played on. The ball continued to roll over past her on the grassy field, however Ben paused. The onlooking girl was Kristen, the girl whom he'd had a crush on for years.

Well, she had obviously seen his ball roll out in front of her on the grassy field, so there was no turning back now. Ben was an overall really nice and sweet guy, but he was also shy, too. Especially when it came to Kristen he would always just freeze up in her prescience and become nervous. He nearly kicked himself every time he talked to her because he was pretty sure that he always sounded like a shy idiot. Well, he was going to have to say something to her now, and he walked up over to the soccer ball which was lying right in front of her on the grass. He put his foot on top of it's circular mass to control it and then looked at Kristen, flashing her a shy smile. His right hand lifted up to the back of his neck and he scratched it lightly. Er.... Hey... Kristen. He said, the shy smile still wrapping around his lips. God, he blushed a little, for he already was sounding like an idiot. He looked down at the soccer ball at his feet, hoping she didn't notice how nervous he was.

[kristen gregory]

Kristen was lost in thought, so she didn't hear Ben. At least not until the ball came rolling her way. She looked up a bit startled. She blushed in spite of herself when she saw that it was Ben. This is just great, she thought to herself. She was trying to steer clear of him and here he was. But, she was also glad in a way to see him. It was all a big huge mess. She knew that she was beginning to like him. She was that honest with herself to admit to that fact.

And he looked so good. She loved the way his hair was slightly messy, and sometimes she had this urge to just run her fingers through his hair and mess it up even more. But that was a big no no to think. At least for her. She was trying not to allow her thoughts to dwell on him, and it wasn't working very well.

She smiled up at him as he flashed that shy smile of his and greeted her.

"Hey Ben. How are you?" she asked. She had noticed the blush, and it slightly bewildered her. God, she was so oblivious. He'd liked her for a couple of years and she didn't even know it. She noticed the soccer ball with him and she wasn't surprised. Ben was a really good soccer player. That was another thing that she liked about him. Stop it Kristen, just stop it. You can't like Ben, and that's that, she scolded herself.

Her heart was beating slightly faster though just as he came closer and she slightly berated herself for letting him have this effect on her. It was why she mostly steered clear of him. Still, it was good to see him in spite of the fact that she was trying so hard not to feel things for him.