Try Me || Erling Haaland

Chapter Twenty Nine

Surprise... long time no see! I know it's been a LONG time but I promise I will finish this book! <3 

You might want to have a re-read of the last few chapters because we have a lot coming up...

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Upbeat music blasted loudly off the changing room walls, the girls shouted and laughed loudly as the team began getting ready for the game. 

Today was the most important game of the season and the first game I'd be playing fully since being injured. 

I was currently sat on the cold tiled floor, with my legs crossed, singing along to the music which was blasting as Ella braided my hair tightly. 

Her fingers were knotted in strands of my thick blonde hair, my head tilted back suddenly as she pulled a piece of hair tightly. 

"Ow!" I shouted, as I reached my hand up to rub where she'd grabbed. She gently slapped my hand away and I grumbled underneath my breath. 

"Sit still!" She warned teasingly as she continued braiding. 

"I am!" I shouted back, crossing my arms across my chest. 

After she finished, I looked at myself in the changing room mirror to assess my appearance before heading out towards the pitch. I let out a deep breath, trying to remove the tension which was evident in my raised shoulders. 

My normally long blonde hair, was tied back into two small braids, to keep my hair out of my face during the game. My long eyelash extensions fluttered as I blinked, they always threw my opponents off guard, making them think I was scared of getting dirty. 

I had put two small pieces of white medical tape over both of my nose piercings, saving them from being ripped out as they had previously been. 

My eyes lowered down to my kit. I hadn't worn my kit in months. I smiled at my black fitted top, which had the number 1 printed largely on the back of the shirt in white. My fitted black shorts cut off slightly after the bottom of my bum, exposing my tanned, toned legs. 

My kit was paired with my knee high black game socks, which were currently rolled down to my ankles and accompanied with my black and white striped studs. 

I felt nervous butterflies begin to fill my stomach, as they did before every game. I shook my hands for a moment, as if trying to force the nerves to leave my body. 

"Campbell!" I heard Ella shout from outside the changing rooms, I turned to see the room was empty. 

"Coming!" I shouted back, as I grabbed my gum shield from the side of the bench.  

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I walked out of the glass doors which led down to the green grass of the rugby pitch, which had numerous spectators beginning to flood in around the pitch. There were men setting up cameras, getting ready to record the game for future training sessions, to discuss what went well and wrong. 

This game would also be live streamed at each university, shown on the screens across the campus and at the local students bars/pubs. 

My eyes scanned the pitch and just as they scanned towards the entrance to the pitch, I felt my head subconsciously whip back to the side of the entrance, where some familiar figures stood with their backs to me. 

I squinted my eyes, it was hard to tell from being this far away, my eyebrows furrowed and I began walking in the direction of the bodies. 

As I got closer, I watched as Chloe turned around and my face immediately lit up when I saw her familiar smile.