Chapter 9 - The Change Rooms

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I woke up still feeling a bit tired but decided I should get up anyway and get ready for the day.

I rolled out of bed and made my way to the kitchen to make a coffee and pour myself a bowl of cereal. I decided that I would have a shower once I was finished and then I'd cram in a bit of extra study before I had to leave for the match.

James told me on Thursday at training that I was more than welcome to join them in the change rooms before the game for their team team talk which would be useful because then it gives me the opportunity to capture those moments of them before the game.

I finished my breakfast and put my dirty dishes in the sink before I made my way down to my room to get some clothes to take into the bathroom with me.

"Morning." Niall grumbles as he opens his bedroom door on my way past.

"Morning." I smile at him as he walks towards the kitchen and I enter my room and walk over to my draws to pick out some clothes to wear.

I end up going with a pair of black ripped skinny jeans and a mustard yellow shirt. I walk to the bathroom and close the door when I enter. I turn the shower on and get undressed while I wait for the water to warm up.

When I finish washing my hair and body I turn the shower off and step out, wrapping a towel around me. Once I'm dry I get dressed and then tend to my hair by brushing it out again and then putting some products in it for it to hold its curls.

I walk back to my room to cram in a little bit more study before I have to leave.

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"Hey man. You going to come to the game with me now or are you going to meet me at the pitch?" I ask Niall as I stand in his doorway. He turns around from his desk to face me before he replies.

"I think I might just meet you there, I'm not quite finished with these notes and I need them done." He looks at me apologetically then starts flicking through his note book, frowning slightly.

"All good, I'll see you there then." I smile softly at him then turn out of his doorway heading towards the door and stopping to put my shoes on before leaving.

I made my way across campus and towards the soccer pitch, grateful that I saw James when I got there as I didn't know where the change rooms were located.

"Hey kid. How's it going?" He greets me as I slowly approach him, stopping to stand in front of him when I reach him.

"Pretty good thanks." I breathe out and look around to see if I can see any of the players arriving. "How are you?" I ask him in return, not wanting to be rude.

"I'm good thanks, excited for todays game." He beams, starting to place cones around on the ground for their warm up.

Once he had finished setting up the teams warm up with a little bit of help from myself he patted me on the shoulder and told me to follow him to the change rooms where the team should already be getting ready.

When we stepped into the change rooms James greeted them all which caused all of their heads to snap up to him, a chorus of hello's ringing through the small building.

Feeling slightly uncomfortable and out of place I found a spare spot on the edge of the bench and walked over to sit down. I kept my gaze to the floor the whole time before I felt someone softly nudge my knee, causing me to look up.

"So, are you actually going to get any photos today?" Stan snickers, an amused smile plastered on his face.

"Uh. Um, yeah I am." I stutter, my hands slightly shaking as I feel other peoples gazes on us.

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