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        I WOKE UP TO THE SOUND of my beeping alarm clock on Monday morning and I took my towel to the bathroom to shower. Normally I would be bitching about school, but today was an exception. Today was the day rugby started. It's co-ed in my school. The only thing that pisses me off, is that my old rugby coach, Ms. Sanders, isn't coaching anymore. We have a new coach. A guy.
        I take a 15 minute shower and get dressed. I put on some dark wash jeans, a white t-shirt and some black converse. I put on a light coat of beige eyeshadow, some mascara, and peach lip gloss and go to the kitchen.
        "Hey Sis!" Says my older brother.
        "What do you want hoe?" I say grinning.
        "I told you I'm not a hoe, these girls just aren't The One." He says while grabbing an apple.
        "Hey, where are the two weirdos?" I say whilst putting my watch on.
        "Mom is giving Jack a shower, and dad is dressing Jules up."
        "How exciting. Anyways, I'm leaving. You doing be late for class, you know how far your college is."
        "Okay, Mom."
        I laugh while walking out to my car. I got it last year for my 16th birthday. It's a White Audi R8. My family is what you call rich, but what the rich call middle class.

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        When I get to school, I walk in the direction of my locker, until I'm stopped by my best friend, Victoria.
        "Hey Vic, what's up?" I say continuing to walk to my locker.
        "Nothing much, JUST THAT RUGBY TRYOUTS ARE TODAY AND I HEARD THE COACH IS REALLY SEXY!" She says screaming.
        "AND I CARE BECAUSE?!?" I say, also screaming.
        "Because if he's sexy, maybe you could get some." She says.
        "Ew. He's probably gonna be like 40."
        "But he isn't. He's 27."
        "He's 10 years older than me. No way that's gonna happen."
        We stopped talking about it and went to our classes. We had Science first which was boring and then AP Calculus which was fun. In AP English we talked about The Great Gatsby and how it was based on a true story.
        At the end of the day I was really excited to start Rugby. I walked into the gym and couldn't believe my eyes. I feel like I recognized him from somewhere.
        He was 6'0 with perfectly tanned legs and arms. He had black hair with hazel eyes. His smile was contagious and he had deep throat laugh that just consumed the room. He was perfect.
    And I was fucked.
        "Welcome. Are you here for Rugby tryouts?" He said smiling.
        "Y-Yes." I said intimidated by his height. I'm only 5'3.
        "Sign-in here, and can I get your permission slip?" He said while holding his hand open.
        "Um yeah sure it's right here." I said while turning around to find my permission slip.
        "I can't find it. Can I turn it in tomorrow?" I said.
        "Yeah sure but you have to help me. Because I don't have a assistant and you look like you know well enough to be a teacher." He said while signing some papers.
        "Oh okay. That's fine. My name is Jenna. Jenna Harrison." I said while reaching my hand it to shake his.
        "Nice to meet you Jenna, I'm coach Walker. Or just Mr. Walker." He says while grabbing my hand and firmly shaking it.
        "Well we have to get started soon, so go get changed and come back to my office so you can help me coach the new kids." He said.
        "Okay, ill get right on it." I said while walking out.
        I went to the girls locker room and got dressed. I put on what I always put on. A white t-shirt, and some black tennis shorts, and my sneakers. I tried my hair up and walked out. Mr. Walker was talking with some girls. They were batting their eyes and flipping their hair. Obviously flirting.
        "We can start now." I said suddenly annoyed.
        "Okay good." He said.
        He blew the whistle and everyone came up.
        "Veterans to the right, newbies to the left. You're going to be trained by Ms. Harrison."
        "Go start training the newbies and then when they know everything you go and play with the veterans and practice for the tournament on Saturday." He said looking for my approval.
        "Yeah ok." I said walking away.
        After 30 minutes of me training the newbies I switched with Mr. Walker and started practicing. At the end he called us up and started talking. "Tomorrow I'm going to post up Team A and Team B. Team A will have veterans with two newbie subs and Team B will have newbies with two veteran subs. Good?" He said knowing that no one would disagree.
        "Good." We all said back.
        "Jenna, help me put all this is the equipment room." He said walking away.
        Without giving a response I picked up the rugby balls and the score board and walked into the equipment room.
        I went to the back and put the rugby balls in the corner. Mr. Walker walked into the back and put the cones and flags down.
        "Hey thanks for all your help today. I really needed it." He says while putting his hand out.
        "No problem." I said while smiling and shaking his hand.
        "Have you gone to this school for a long time?" He repeated.
        "Um yeah since 4th grade."
        "Oh cool, By the way my name is John."
        "Aren't students not allowed to know their teachers first name? "
        "Yeah but, I don't think it matters. You don't look like the stalker type." He says laughing.
        "Yeah I guess." I say also laughing.
        It gets silent for a couple seconds. "Well I'm gonna go." I say breaking the silence. Walking away, I realize where I recognized him from.
I slept with him.