Kick Off (a Catradora football/soccer story)

2- Passive Aggressive

Adora's first day in the Bright Moon was pretty monotone. Actually, she could say the car drive was so much more fun than her actual time in the dorm. In the car, she watched the road, the buildings, and the people. She remembered those times when she was a child. She and Catra would talk about Bright Moon, more like speculating. They would imagine the people living in Bright Moon as spoiled brats. In their head, they were actually starting a war against these rich and reckless people. According to them, sticking with the Horde and kicking Rebels' butts was like a movement that can write their names in future history books. And while Adora was in the car, she realized their assumptions seemed true. At least the "rich" part.

Rebels United and Horde FC were teams from the same city, and yet, their towns were so different. The Fright Zone was dark and had fun places like bars, clubs and similar stuff that seemed hard to find here. It was also more for the 'party' type people, that was probably why those places were not common in Bright Moon. On the other hand, even the regular houses in the Bright Moon seemed to carry the word "bright", proudly. They were flamboyant, unlike the plain and humble houses in the Fright Zone.

Adora loved her home in the Fright Zone. She didn't have to live in these luxurious buildings but then again, a dream occurred without her permission. She could buy a house after some time and Catra could live with her. While Adora at least had a beautiful bed, thanks to her mother, her best friend was living in the Horde dorm. Sometimes, Adora would join her in bed just to play with Catra's hair so that her best friend could sleep peacefully. Catra would say, "It's not because the bed is uncomfortable. It's just that...You are very relaxing." But Adora Weaver was a very smart person! She knew it was all because the bed was not comfortable. So, once she earned enough money to afford a house in Bright Moon, she could make Catra live somewhere better than that ugly dorm room. This idea made her chuckle a bit, only to realize she was not really on good terms with her friend.

"Why are you like this? I am sorry that I'm leaving and I'm sorry that I told you about it so late. I just...didn't know how to tell you...without hurting you-" Catra interrupted her sincere apology, yelling.

"BUT you ended up hurting me more! And oh, if you thought about me that much, you wouldn't even consider the offer! You broke our promise!" She wasn't used to fighting with her best friend and it, for sure, felt terrible to raise her voice like that. She could see how hurt Adora seemed, but her pride was on the table.

"I know...I'm sorry. But what would you do if you were in my shoes? Would you-" She had to stop because of a third party entering Catra's new room.

"I'm not throwing away my shot, shot!" Scorpia said, melodically. And in Catra and Adora's situation, this sentence both made great and zero sense. "Oh, sorry I was just singing but you are in the middle of something, I suppose?" Welcomed by the young girls' angry looks, she made her way out.

"Would you just throw away your shot?" Adora said awkwardly. For the record, this was what she was about to say if Scorpia hadn't interrupted them. But now that she did, singing that song from God knows which musical, Adora's words seemed weird.

"I don't consider that as a 'shot'. My career goal was to win cups here, with this shit team," Catra took a deep breath, "and with you, Adora. I thought we were on the same page but of course...Why would you care about me? I am always the inferior one, right?" Her voice was almost as broken as her heart. She wanted to be happy, but those bad thoughts were just taking over her head. 'Adora will forget about me. She will be gone, and I'll have no friends. She'll be the best player in all of Etheria and I'll be here competing for a team trying to avoid relegation...' And so many other thoughts poisoned her so bad that for the first time in her life, Adora's embrace didn't relax her. Her body was burning with hate and Adora's hug didn't put out the fire.