Strings of Love (gxg)

Chapter 2

Abby's POV

Today is the fourth day of tennis tryouts. I was really excited to play in high school. I've been playing pretty well, so hopefully I'll make the team. There's only 15 spots on Junior Varsity and 15 spots on Varsity, so there's going to be a ton of cuts.

"Abbs, we gotta go!" My dad screamed from downstairs. I finished tying my hair in a ponytail, grabbed my tennis bag and ran down the stairs.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, chill out."

When we got to the courts, there was already someone playing. It was the coach and...Sam? I'm pretty sure that's her name. God, I'm terrible with names. But I do remember faces and damn is she hot. When she introduced herself yesterday, I got drawn into her deep brown eyes. They looked so pretty in the sun. Her black hair was down yesterday but now it's pulled into a low ponytail. And that loose tank top she's wearing. Hot damn.

Am I already crushing on someone? Nah, no way. She's just really attractive. That's all.

"Alright Coach, prepare to be aced!" Sam was getting ready to serve.

Woah, her serve is fast. I've never seen someone who can serve like that in high school. The Coach was able to return it though and ended up winning that point.
Everyone was crowding the side of the court to watch them play.

"Come on Sam, you got this! Ace her!" Ashley screamed. Ashley's really nice. Pretty too but different from Sam.

Sam was getting ready to serve again. As she served, her shirt went up her body a bit and I could see her abs.

"Yesss!!!" Sam screamed. Shit, I missed her serve. I was staring at her stomach. Or wait, was her serve just that fast?

Ashley ran up to Sam and high fived her. A bunch of other people, who I think were on the team last year, also ran up to her and congratulated her. I guess it's a big deal to ace their coach?

"Coach Ann, you owe us all ice cream!!" Ohh, I guess if someone was able to ace Coach Ann, she would buy them ice cream. No wonder they were so excited.

I looked at Sam...and she was looking at me? No way. It must be my imagination.

"I'll get you guys ice cream once real practice begins." Coach Ann told the girls.

"Sam, I'm really proud though. Your serve is going to be a weapon this year," Coach Ann looked genuinely happy.

"Alright girls, the fourth day of tryouts officially begins. I'm going to count you guys off. Go to your court when you get your number and then start warming up."

Coach Ann pointed to me, "Seven."

Damn, I got the last court. I walked over and started stretching. More people were heading to their court. I didn't know anyone on Court 7 so far.

Until Sam walked on. Maybe being on the last court wasn't such a bad thing.

"Hey Abby, how's it going?"

I turned to Sam and she was wiping some sweat off her face with her tank top. I could see her abs again.

"Abby?" Shit, I forgot to answer her.

"Uh it's g-good. I mean I'm good. You?" Oh god, why did I stutter so bad?

"Pretty good. I'm excited to play. Wanna warm up together?"

"Yes!" We started with short court, just hitting the ball back and forth. Then we moved onto full court.

Sam was hitting pretty hard. Her shots were fast.

"Warm up serves ladies!" Coach Ann screamed across all seven courts.

Sam was serving to me, so I got low to return her serve.