Strings of Love (gxg)

Chapter 1

Samantha's POV

"Honey, wake up," my mom said softly as the plane was landing and cruising to the airport doors.

We just got back from our yearly summer trip. This time, we went to Spain. We spent two weeks exploring a bunch of different cities and eating the most incredible food. I am a huge foodie. I love eating!

After the two weeks, we went on a week-long cruise. Our trip ended later than usual because of this and I missed the first three days of tennis tryouts.

Since it's my senior year and I've made the team every year since freshman year, I'm pretty much guaranteed a spot on the team. It also helps that I made Varsity last year. Tryouts are still mandatory for everyone though, mostly as a formality. It gives us a chance to meet the new freshman and catch up with old teammates.

It's already 1:30pm, so tryouts have already started for today. I plan on dropping by after we get out of the airport and just watching tryouts. I've already talked to Coach Ann and she's cool with me just dropping by to watch. Of course, I have to actually tryout tomorrow though. I hope my skills haven't gotten too rusty since I haven't picked up a racket in three weeks. God, I miss the courts.

It's my last year, so I want to make the most of it. I wonder if there's going to be any good freshman this year.

"Where's my luggage? I swear to god if they lost it," I said to no one in particular as I was getting tired of waiting in baggage claim. The rest of my family already found their luggage.

Two minutes later, "Ugh, finally!" I grabbed my large blue suitcase off the conveyor belt.

Thirty minutes later and my dad pulled our van up to our house. I hopped out, grabbed my luggage, and brought it to my room.

I quickly changed into more sporty but still comfortable clothes and grabbed my keys so I could drive to tryouts.

"Have fun!" My mom screamed as I slid into my car. Nothing fancy, just a Toyota Corolla that my parents handed down to me when I got my license last year.

My family lives comfortably when it comes to money. I don't consider us rich but we live comfortably, not having to worry about our next meal and being able to splurge here and there. We're definitely not as wealthy as some of my friends, especially the ones on the tennis team. We're right in the middle.

I pulled up to the courts, put on a pair of sunglasses, and ran onto the courts.

"Sam!!," I was met with a huge hug from one of my best friends, Ashley. Ashley is a 5"7' brunette with long brown hair. She has forest green eyes. She's a senior like me. Her personality is really bubbly and sweet.

"Oh my god! Is that Sam?!," Brooke said as she came crashing into me.

"Oh my god! Is that Brooke?!" I said sarcastically as I pulled away to let the rest of my old teammates come hug me. Brooke is a 5"9 blonde with blue eyes. She's really pretty and popular. She's super nice too and a senior. She's probably going to be one of the team captains this year.

"What's up guys? How's tryouts? Any good fresh meat?" Fresh meat was a running joke in the team. It's how we referred to freshman.

Before any of them could answer me, Coach Ann said, "Sam come say hi to me! Girls, get back to the courts." The girls groaned but headed back to the courts they were on before. Coach Ann is a 5"8' brunette. She's in her mid to late 20s. She just got engaged to her girlfriend a couple months ago.

I turned to Coach Ann. "Coach!! So good to see you!" I said with a bright smile on my face.

"Good to see you too Sam! How was Spain?" She said as she enveloped me in a hug. I love Coach Ann. She cares so much about us. She's like a big sister.