Someone spotted you
The magical size bracelet
chapter 7
by
SatireMarker
It was pointless to try and evade the searching gaze of the godlike coach that opened up the bag, but you were thrilled to see it was not a coach, but a player, who was the Long State Beach Volleyball player Joshua "Josh" Weyerhaeuser.
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Josh was a 21-year-old (much younger than you) 6'7'' player from the Long Beach Saints University. He was taking the bag to help his team coach. You wondered how the skywalker would react to a 4-inch-tall girl hiding in the bag of cones.
He saw you as soon as the bag was opened, as the zip ran almost all the way around it; there was no real hiding place.
"What the fuck?" Josh said in his broad Chicagoan accent. He reached out for you and you played your role, attempting to dive out of the way of the grip, but Josh was far too quick and his enormous, light-skinned hand wrapped around you, lifting you easily. Your heart pounded with excitement that you tried to play off as terror as Josh lifted you out of the bag and leaned his head down to look at you more closely. You stared deeply into his hazel blue-green eyes and tried to read him. All you could see now was confusion, interest. You couldn't tell yet what kind of giant he'd be to you...but you were interested no matter what he did. You effected a look of abject terror and you thought you saw Josh's features soften.
"Josh, where are the cones!" yelled the distance voice of the team coach. The fellow teammates were waiting and Josh must have looked weird, kneeling frozen by the bag, staring at something in his clenched fist. He reacted by...