<strong>Erin Ramsey</strong><br/><br/><em>Thank all hell for that smile.</em><br/><br/>Okay, so maybe there was a little more than a friendly admiration for this cheerleader. No one can really blame me, right? Soccer might not be the biggest sport out there, especially girls, but when its the first home game and the football players are no where to be seen, Kelly is around, and I'm thankful for it. Turning my attention to the girl who had opened the door, I had a feeling that this was going to be a lot more interesting than I originally thought. Kate was looking really good, with all of her rebellious flare and strange lack of clothing in this weather. I'm not really anyone to talk, but this girl pulls it off a lot better than I can.<br/><br/>Returning the host's smile, I step into the house and kick off my boots one after the other. I was smart enough to remember to wear long socks, even if they are my white soccer ones with the two green horizontal stripes on them. They're clean, too, imagine that. I make sure to flash everyone a smile, or a wave, before plopping down on the couch to admire the place. It was homey, really nice looking. If there wasn't the lack of internet to be scared of, I wouldn't mind living here.<br/><br/>"So, uh... how many does that make? We expecting anyone else, mm?" I ask no one in particular, but I hoped that Kate would be good for answers.