He's a Tease

Chester wasn't even playing properly, he was just amusing himself. Every time I started to run, he ran, both our shorts jostling in front. All the rest of the time however he just walked with the ball, showing off how I could never catch him.

Afterwards, changing with the other boys, I still tingled over how near to getting the ball I'd felt. Chester had so tantalized me that PE hadn't helped me simmer down at all.

"I'm so getting the ball off you next time, Chester!" I declared pertly. An indignant pink blush was on my cheeks.

"Next time are you going to be wearing white underwear again?" inquired the smaller boy. After that, my cheeks at least were red!

"How does a boy your age end up only having white ones?" Chester scoffed for the benefit of the whole changing room. Heads were turning, and there was some amusement! I cringed.

It was like this every PE lesson. Even when I wasn't playing Chester, I took little glimpses at how well he played, and each time it made me envious. Playing him though was worse. I'd always end up fuming, feeling like I'd worked my socks off but still couldn't get the better of this cute first-year!

In our next game I somehow managed to catch the ball in both hands. That immediately made me so anxious and panicky it was almost driving me frantic. I always got like this at this stupid game, why couldn't I learn to control my nerves?

Chester just smirked and waited. I was starting to feel stupid and embarrassed just standing here holding the ball. Though I dreaded it, I knew I'd have to try and move! So with a big gulp of fear I took some quivery steps forward, fumbling to bounce the ball.

Chester tackled me easily, and for the rest of the game he was always bouncing the ball near to me, then when I tried to get it either whipping it out of my reach or running off. It wasn't much fun to have to play when your opponent was doing that! I bet this never happened to Chester, and it wasn't fair.

"It was only because I couldn't keep my mind on the game!" I protested later when we were getting changed.

"Why don't you just admit you're too much of a little girl to play at all?" Chester teased me. "Don't forget to put your panties on," he added, contemptuous.

Burning about the cheeks I struggled into the things, as there wasn't anything else to do.

"White knickers, nyah-nyah!" sang Chester. There were giggles from the other boys, and my temper was really rising.

"You ought to have netball with the girls," Chester went on. "Only they'd probably be better at it than you!"

That was the last straw. I whirled and rounded on him, hormones going through the roof. I felt very silly to do so half-dressed, however, and was far too hot and bothered for words. Chester anyway just turned and sauntered to his peg in his little under-shorts, which were of course a sort of mustardy-yellow colour and not white at all. I knew he was smirking.

Hot days seemed to go on forever when you had to wear underwear like mine, not to mention full school uniform! I longed to be allowed to wear shorts like Chester's instead, as they'd keep me at least a little cooler in the heat. It made my little white ones twice as much of a pain to know that even boys younger than me had already grown out of them.

"Not long now until your hundredth game!" Chester reminded me cheekily.

"So what if it is?" I scoffed in reply. The hot weather was irritating me enough, without having to put up with Chester too!

"I'm going to make sure you lose," the smaller boy went on, refusing to leave me alone. "Because you always lose to me, and I've already made sure I'm your hundredth game!"

This gave me such a pang of fright that I whirled to him, cheeks as white as my underwear. Was he teasing me, or could what he said be true?

I stammered out that same question and Chester just smirked again.

"Not telling you," he sang, like the maddening little boy he was. "You'll just have to find out on the day!"

I just knew I'd never be able to bear the shame if that happened, other boys knowing I'd lost my hundredth game to Chester. Not to mention if the girls found out too...!

It wasn't fair, Chester already had everything I dreamed of. Why did he have to tease as well?