Cosmo's Luck // 𝐊𝐚𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐳

22.

What a stupid idea to leave my phone at home! I forgot how much I rely on it whilst I'm at work, because I always use my phone to call Jay or to ask where someone is! Cobham training centre is humongous as well, and I'm still trying to figure out how to get to places without having to go all over the world to get there.

I've managed to get the photos of the children's team, and it was definitely one of the cutest things I have ever seen. The amount of adorable photos I've caught of some of them poking their tongues out pulling little faces whilst they're focussing are to die for. Also, they're all so good as well! I don't think I've ever seen a bunch of 10 year olds play football so well? When I first turned up they were all a little distracted, just like any young child is when they get a camera pointed their way, but after half an hour or so they all got used to it. I hope the media team are just as chuffed with the photos as I am, because some of these kids are proper posers! I admit, I think I got distracted by one of children at some point, because he was pulling the best faces and poses for the camera that he could imagine, and he didn't even have a ball! But he got called back to play, which thankfully set me back on track.

Then I had to go and find the women's team. This was definitely a bit more difficult, as I have never been with them before and nor did I have any way of knowing where they could be. I've been pacing around the corridors of the training centre for ages, wracking through my head for any idea to find out where they could be. I need to find them fast, apparently their training session ends soon, and if I don't find them then I will be missing a quarter of my first piece of work!

"Ooooo, look at you with the fancy camera!" Aidan teases me as he finds me down a corridor. "Where are you off to?"

"I'm trying to find the women's team before they leave, do you know where they are?" I ask, taking the camera off from around my neck. "And thanks, it's a Nikon D500 and weighs a bloody tonne."

Aidan glances out the window in thought, and I notice something catch his attention in his eyes. He gives a little burst of laughter, then nods for me to go up to him. He wraps an arm my shoulder, dipping his head to my level height, then points to one of the pitch's furthest away from me. The women's team all run about on the pitch, their hair getting caught in the wind as they dash around. I scoff and roll my eyes, trying to figure out my way there.

"Cheers, I've been running around like a headless chicken to find them." I mumble, shaking my head. "Oh, can I get a photo of you real quick?"

"Of me?" Aidan frowns, stepping away from me and letting his arm slither off my shoulders. "What for?"

"We've got to write up a blog on you to please the socials." I explain, giving him a fed up look. "They think Chelsea randomly hired a 'pitch invader', so they're writing up about you."

"Ha! You've got to love the attention, haven't you?" Aidan smirks, clearly not phased by a whole social media group despising him. "What do you want me to do?"

"Just stay there and smile, and make your uniform look presentable." I tell him, sorting out the collar on his fleece. "Don't do anything stupid please, the photos upload straight to my folder where Jay can see them!"

I take a few steps away from Aidan as he stands in the middle of the corridor, with the windows to his right and some blue lockers to his left. The lighting is perfect, and I've taken more than enough steps back to get in his whole body and the room around him. I crouch down a little, aiming for a typical 'lifestyle portrait' shot; these portraits are my favourite, as they look super natural and candid. I hold the camera with both hands, as the additional lense is too heavy to hold up by it's self.

"Cool! Great! Banging!" I compliment him, sticking a thumb up to him before rushing off. "I've got to come back later for more of you and the men's team!"

"Great, thanks!" Aidan laughs, waving me off as I dash towards the 4G pitch where the ladies team are training.

I speed-walk to the ladies football team, hoping that they aren't packing up and getting ready to leave. There's no way I'm running there and turning up out of breath, that would be so embarrassing considering this will be my first time meeting them! I push the doors open that lead to outside, the wind sending chills down my spine. The end of summertime is approaching, and my God, Autumn has definitely lost her patience! One day it's super hot, next it could be freezing and absolutely tipping down! I push open the fence into the pitch, hovering around the area in case they ask me to leave. I watch as one of the ladies take an amazing chance at goal, and everyone gasps in shock as the keeper manage to save it. I let my camera hang around my neck as I clap along with the team, grabbing the attention of the keeper.

"Can we help you?" The lady asks politely, pulling off her gloves.

"I'm Cassie, I'm a new photographer on the media team." I start off my introducing myself, noting her strong German accent. "Do you mind if I grab a few photos of you guys training?"

"We're actually just about to finish, that was the last shot of our day." The lady smiles, gesturing to the players packing up behind her. "We're training again in two days time in the same place, if you desperately need those photos?"

"Yeah, that would be great, thank you." I nod, though I can tell this is just going to drag out my project. "Ok! Thanks!"

And back to the training centre I go! Now, I know for a fact that the men's team are in the gym today, and I know where that is this time thanks to Aidan's tour of the grounds. I get my breath back by slowly walking towards the gym rather than rushing, as I've already managed to fit in my hour of physical exercise by trying to find the ladies team. I follow the maze of corridors to the gym, where I once again find Aidan, Kai and the rest of the team.

"Cass, I'm so sorry about the interview." Mason approaches me, looking tired from his workout. "Aidan told me afterwards about the dress situation."

"It's fine, don't worry about it." I smile at him, shaking my head in dismissal of his apology. "It's no one's fault."

"I'd ask if there's anything I can do in return, but I don't think I can make it a secret again." Mason chuckles, scratching his chin.

"I just need everyone to carry on with what they're doing and ignore the camera." I smile, holding up my camera and pointing to it. "I just missed out on the ladies' photos, so I need to make these good."

As soon as I told them all to ignore the camera and to act natural, they all suddenly became models, flashing their muscles and flexing as hard as they can. I laugh as the boys all mess around, pretending to argue over who's bigger than who and how much it would take to bench press each other. At this point, I couldn't stop myself from taking photos of them, even though they'll probably get deleted by the media team and never used for anything!