The next day. 9am.
This week is particularly exciting because we have our first scrimmage on Saturday. It is currently Monday, and practice is tense. We will find out by the end of this week about who will start. Everyone is working super hard in practice.
"Let's see how everyone does this week. Just so you all know, it doesn't matter what group you are put in right now because these groups can and probably will change by Saturday." Coach Hall says. I tune back in. I think we're talking about the scrimmage teams. Basically we have these teams, usually ranked by talent, and we play 7v7 with them. Top offensive vs top defensive teams. With this game coming up, the offensive team most likely means the starting attack and middies.
"Ok, your teams for now are: in blue, Dylan, Laney, Brennan, Sawyer, Casey, Brooke, and Mads." I sigh out of relief. Dylan, Laney, and Brennan are the top midfielders and Casey, Brooke, and Mads are the other top attackers. As of now I am starting. I need to work hard so I keep my spot.
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2 hours later.
"congrats!! How do you feel?" Dylan asks me during our break.
"I feel super relieved." I admit while drinking some water. I look at her through squinted eyes as it is super sunny today.
"Yea, must be relieving. We are learning plays this afternoon, are you excited?" She asks between bites of her energy bar.
"Yes!" I say.
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Lunch.
We all enter the dining hall and I sit next to Dylan like usual. we are talking and wait for the line to die down before we go to get our food. Like clockwork, the hockey team walks in for lunch. All of the girls are in their practice pinnies and shorts and the hockey boys are wearing their USA hockey gear.
Mine and Jack's eyes lock. It seems like we hold eye contact for a while and we both just stare. Dylan nudges me.
"Ready? we should go before they do." She says.
"Oh, yea." I say, looking at her before looking for jacks eyes again. I lost him in the crowd.
I'm in line for lunch and suddenly I feel someone touch my arm. I turn around to meet those eyes.
"Hey. How's practice?" He asks.
"Great. as of now I am starting on saturday." I say
"Thats huge!" He says, "You were super anxious about the line up. Must be so relieved."
"Yea. I was so stressed this morning. I'm not sure how the other girls feel though. I'm sensing some tension..." I say, looking at my team and who i potentially beat out.
He looks where I am looking and then looks back at me. "They'll get over it. It happened to me too. It's not the end of the world for them." He says kindly.
"yea, true." I say.
we keep talking, get our food, and then split ways.
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6pm. Same day.
The rest of the day went like normal. My calf was sore so during my break I went to the trainers. A bunch of Hockey and lacrosse guys were there and a few U17 girls were there. I said hi to some of the Hockey guys and sat next to Trev.
"Hey Dr." I say, greeting my favorite trainer.
"How are ya, Sawyer!" He says, kindly.
"Good! My calf is bothering me though." I say, flexing it.
"Hm, lets ice it tonight and see how it feels tomorrow." He says, "have a seat right there, next to that delinquant."
"Hey! Im no such thing." Trevor says, defensivly.
The Dr. rolls his eyes and gets me ice. I sit and the Dr feels my calf and then puts the ice in a towel before placing it onto my leg.
"So, hows lacrosse." Trevor says, putting his phone away.
"Its good. I-" I start but I see my phone screen buz.
Trev Z Mentioned you in a story!
"Trev what the hell could you have..." I say, opening the notification. We are seated not even a foot apart on the same table/bed so he can see my phone. I go to his name and look at his private story.
It's a video of me getting my calf massaged by the doctor captioned, "Get a room"
"Trevor you're actually gross." I say.
He giggles to himself. I go back to my snap homepage and start snapping people. He peeks at my screen.
"Screen lurker." I say.
"Obviously I am gonna screen peek if you're sitting 5 inches from me and I'm bored." He says, "But I did see something..."
"Uh oh." I say.
"Lets see that best friends list hm?" He says, making a stupid face.
"fine but you have to show me yours." I say, smirking.
"deal." He says.
I pull mine up:
Hughsey Johnny Boy
Trev Z Dilly Steers
Alex Lilyyyy
Quinn Fitz Jake Smith
"Who the hell is Johnny boy?" Trev asks in a disguested tone.
"Someone from home." I say.
"Someone from home?" he asks with an exsaggerated "someone."
I laugh. "My ex. Not a big deal at all. I don't know why hes still there."
"Oh. I see the red heart with Hughsey though!" Trev says.
"Mhm." I say, smiling. "Let's see yours now."
Sawyer Dylan
Alex Cole
Jack Hughes olivia smith
Tabitha R Julia
"I'm honored" i say, blushing seeing that I am Z's number 1 best friend.
"Yea yea, shut up." He says smiling. "Have you and jack talked yet?"
"No. I'm delaying that..." I say.
"Until when?" He asks.
"Until... I don't even know. I'll do it when I feel like it." I say.
"Ok..."
"I could honestly use your help though..." I say.
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FanfictionJack Hughes was selected to represent USA on the national team development program. So was Sawyer Platt. In this world, the USNDP is a program in which people try out for and move to the campus, similar to a boarding school. They compete internatio...
