One of the Guys

Chapter 3- Trying out

Jessica's POV

I changed quickly into some sweats, pulled my hair up into a ponytail and walked out of the locker room.

Well here goes nothing.

I walked over to the field and saw some of the guys stretching. To the right of them were the cheerleaders in some ridiculously short shorts and tank tops. I rolled my eyes.

Typical sluts.

I walked over to a open area and I started stretching. Once I finished, I put on my soccer cleats and I heard a whistle go off. I quickly took a puff of my inhaler.

"

Line up for soccer tryout" A man in his 20s say.

All the guys lined up and I walked over as well. Some of the guys looked at me weirdly, I just shrugged it off.

"Okay, if this is your first day today, come here and i'll write down your name!"The coach said.

Some guys walked up and gave them their names. I walked up.

"What's your name?" He coached asked without looking up from his clipboard.

"Jessica."

He looked up shocked, 'uh. Cheerleading tryouts are over there." He said pointing to the sluts. Oh I mean girls.

I shook my head, "I'm trying out for soccer."

"This is an all boy sport. Now get your pretty butt over there"

"Actually, I was going through the school's handbook and I noticed that it doesn't say anything about girls not being able to tryout for soccer." I smirked at him.

I got him there. During 7th period, I was goofing off in the handbook and I saw the rules and regulations for sports.

He smirked back, "Well if you can handle today, i'll consider it."

I nodded. This is going to be easy.

The coach blew his whistle, "give me 3 laps around the field"

Easy!

he looked at me and smirked, "in under 3 minutes."

Piece. Of. Cake.

He blew his whistle again and we were off. At first I went slow and kept a steady pace. I finished the first two laps with ease.

"1 minute!" The coach yelled.

I took that as my cue and I full blown sprinted. All the guys that were ahead of me, were now behind me. I finished first with thirty seconds to go. I didn't even break a sweat. I grabbed my water bottle and took a sip. I looked behind and saw that the guys barely finished.

Wow. Talk about slow pokes..

All the guys were panting.

Wimps.

"That was a good time Jessica." Smiled the coach before calling us over."

We all lined up and coach split us up into different teams. He then handed us a different colored jersey to represent our team. I was on the red team and i was number 9. Yes! That's my lucky number.

I looked to my teammates. There were a couple guys who looked like they had potential. Some more than others. We got into position.

I can pretty much play any position but I prefer forward or midfielder. For tryouts I just played forward. They flipped a coin and the other team got the ball first.

They began and took off towards our goal and my guys were struggling to steal the ball. The other team kept passing the ball to each other.

I noticed who the guy was going to pass it to and I ran and blocked the pass.