youngblood | a.i.

seven || i always win, princess

Friday, September 11th- 3:26 p.m.

The past two practices had managed to not go too horribly. Mikey in the locker room had been the worst thing that had happened to me. Now I just messed on my phone until the rest of the guys left so nothing similar would happen again.

So when Friday rolled around, I sat quietly beside Calum, waiting for the rest of the guys to funnel out. I faced the locker that had now become mine and answered messages on my phone.

"You ready for suicides today?" Cal said as he sat down beside me, lacing up his cleats.

"Don't remind me," I huffed as my attention moved from my phone screen to him. "I don't even want to run, let alone do conditioning."

He laughed at me. "Welcome to the team."

I shook my head at him, leaning down to rummage through my bag from my stuff for practice. I could hear voices behind me, but I tried my hardest to ignore them.

"I'll be right back," Calum finally said as he finished tying his last clear. "I have to pee."

I laughed as he stood up, crossing his legs like he was holding it in. "You have fun with that," I finally said, watching as he ran off.

Cal always waited with me when I would wait for the rest of the boys to funnel out, so he truly only told me so I knew he would be coming back to me. I brushed it off and went back to getting out my change of clothes, trying not to focus on the voice behind me.

"Wouldn't it just be sad if..." I faintly heard. I knew it was Andrew and because of that I simply refused to turn around. I started kicking off my shoes, trying to stay focused on anything but the person behind me.

Until I felt a cold liquid come in contact with my body, running down my back.

"...tripped," Andrew finished his sentence as I shot up out of my seat.

I turned around to look at him, seeing the Gatorade bottle in his hand that barely had any remnants of the color on the bottom. My eyes shot up to his face, watching as he laughed at my reaction. My angered glance immediately fell to the person he turned around to look at for approval-

None other than team captain, Ashton Irwin.

Ashton was laughing, getting the rest of the team laughing too since apparently, he had them all under his control.

I shook my head in the slightest as my eyes darted between them both. I know they hate me, but what did I ever truly do to them?

"You happy now?" I finally spoke from my spot, stepping over the bench as Andrew took a step back. "Did you make your daddy over here proud?" I continued as I looked back to Andrew.

"Did you just call me daddy?" Ashton remarked, focusing on the only part of that whole sentence that didn't matter.

"Oh, pay me," I immediately spat back at him, anger lacing my every word. I walked closer to them until I was standing in the middle of the room, all eyes on me.

"I told you she was a kinky one," Andrew said, punching Ashton in the arm as if to make it funnier. No one in the room but us three knew where that line came from, and that's why no one but us three would know where my next line would come from either.

"See, but rape isn't one of them," I replied back, stopping the laughing in the room. Andrew stopped laughing too, his eyes falling from Ashton back to me. He stood up taller and clenched his jaw like he was ready to fire something back until Calum walked back in.

"What the hell is going on here?" Calum asked as he watched me, hair and clothes drenched in Gatorade, having a staredown with the guy he knew assaulted me.