worthwhile fight

Media Day

I slammed the door behind me as I reached our room. I ran to the bathroom and locked the door as quick as I could. My body collapsed over the sink, my breathing heavy from the running.

"Riley, come on" I heard as the door to the room opened.

Tears streamed down my face as I tried to be as quiet as possible.

The door handle to the bathroom started shaking, "Riley, I know you're in there. Let me in, I can explain".

I stayed silent, laying down against the sink. She kept trying to get in for the next 30 minutes until she eventually stopped.

I was so tired from all the emotions that I felt my eyes closing as I drifted off to sleep on the bathroom floor.

5.37 my watch read as I woke up. I realised I was still in the bathroom and decided to move over to my bed, hoping I could just get up before Georgia. I opened the bathroom door and almost tripped, there was something outside the bathroom door.

"Georgia?" I whispered as I realised that something was her, she had fallen asleep outside the door.

I stepped over Georgia being careful not to wake her up before sneaking to my bed as quietly as possible.

9.00 my alarm read as I hit the off button. I stretched and rolled over to discover that Georgia had left the room. I sighed with relief, not wanting to have to deal with that today.

Today was media day, one of my favourite days. I was hoping to be put with Lotte as we always make the funniest videos.

...

"Riley and Lotte, you will be doing the friendship test!" Sarina stated as we both squealed with excitement, but my excitement was soon changed to dread when I heard Sarina announce "Riley you will be doing another video with Georgia". I rolled my eyes, I really did not want to face her today.

I sat down with Lotte to start the friendship test, we knew eachother well so I was confident we would ace it.

"Hi, I'm Lotte Wubben-Moy"

"And I'm Riley Ferguson and today we will be doing the friendship test!"

"So Riley, what's my favourite colour?" Lotte asked me

"Blue of course!" I said confidently.

"Yeah you're right" she said dissapointed, we are both really competitive.

It was then my turn to ask a question, "when's my birthday?"

"You know i'm bad at dates, this is not fair!" she replied while i giggled. "8th of May 1999?" she asked.

"Ha! No, it's the 6th of May" I laughed. "Kind of annoyed you don't know my birthday though" I pouted at her.

...

The friendship test ended 5-4 to me and I went straight into my video with Georgia.

"You guys will be doing who's most likely to" we were instructed.

I ignored Georgia the entire time before the cameras started rolling, avoiding any conversation apart from when it wasn't a choice.

"Hi, I'm Riley Ferguson"

"And I'm Georgia Stanway, and this is who's most likely to"

"Who's most likely to score a goal" was the first question.

"I'll give this one to you Riley, always scoring" Georgia piped up.

"Thanks Georgia. It probably would be me" I smirked, grateful for the compliment.

"Who's most likely to get a yellow card during a match" they asked next.

"Georgia, that's you!" I answered straight away.

"Yeah I mean, I think i've seen you receive like 2 in the last 3 years" She replied.

"Who's more likely to be late to training?" They asked.

"Oh Riley, you were literally late yesterday" Georgia stated.

"Hey! You were late too, you're the one that made me late" I replied angrily.

"Not true! You're always late anyway, it's definitely you" She sternly replied, sticking with her original answer"

"Fine. I don't agree though" I sulked.

"Who's most likely to argue with a team mate" they asked.

Me and Georgia just looked at each other, did they know something?

"I don't think either of us would to be honest" I said quickly, not wanting Georgia to say it was me.

"Yeah you're right" she replied thankfully.

"Alright that's all we have time for today, thank you for watching guys".

Thank god that's over I thought. I did not want to be with Georgia any longer.

...

I arrived back at my room after an afternoon training session to find a note under the door.