new girl - leah williamson

chapter 26: first training..

my phones been blowing up like crazy.
i just haven't had the effort to reply.
and many many messages for a certain blondie.

i've been missing her, a lot. i just can't bring myself to talk to her.
all these feeling are, well, embarrassing for me to talk about. so i'm doing what i do best, blocking them all out with alcohol, clubbing, meaningless flirting.

anyways, the signing went great.
everyone is buzzing, and surprised.
the announcement was way over the top.
they made me sit in a throne, my legs slung over the side of it, a ball balanced on my foot, my ballan do'r on the floor infront of the chair. my hair done perfectly, my body dressed in the classical red jersey of arsernal.

i have all my training kit, and i'm ready for my first training session. for the month i've been without a team, they've been begging me to come and join the team, train with them.
but my contract hadn't started until today, so i didn't feel the need, even though i was allowed to train with them. like i said, i couldnt be bothered.
i walk into the changing rooms, some not so happy faces greeting me.
all the england girls were more than happy to see me, especially blondie.

"hey sophia, im kim little, the captain" kim comes up to greet me as i chuck my bag down in my cubby, underneath the large number 9.
beth mead agreed to swap numbers with me, as i wouldn't have joined the team without my number 9. and trust me, they need me on their team. that will be their difference between winning and losing the league, conti cup, fa cup, or champions league.
or maybe all of them.

"i know" i reply, giving her a half sarcastic smile.
i finish off getting changed, a few people introducing themself, as if i haven't already met them. even though i've had harsh words with 99% of the players in this room.

i'm stood in front of my cubby, when katie mccabe comes up to me. i'm only dressed in my shorts and sports bra, having only just arrived in the room.

"fucking hell Stone, you might be in the running for the best abs on the team. maybe a little better than mine" she jokes with a cheeky smile. although i've had my fair share of punches and fights with mccabe, we're practically the same person. both very sarcastic, and with a short temper.

"you know it" i say with a wink, giving in to her.

"all jokes aside, i know we don't have the best history, but now we're teammates, can we just put it all behind us?"

"yeah, okay. no promises if you piss me off though" i reply, laughing along with her as we walk out onto the pitch.
as we listen to the coach explaining the drill, well, i'm not really listening, i feel the same eyes peircing into my back.
leah.
again.
can this girl get a fucking grip?

he finishes explaining and we get into our teams. it's clear they use these same mini teams a lot, as everyone immediately gets their bibs without having to ask anyone. whilst i stand there, not sure of what to do.
that is until leah comes over to me.

"you're on my team, grab a blue bib" she says, almost like a command.

"nice to see you too, baby" i say, turning away and grabbing a blue bib.
as i pull it over my head, i walk back over to leah.
"want to come over later?" i ask her.

"sophia. no. " she replies, clearly still mad i've ghosted her again.

"come on, you can't be mad at me"

"i am mad sophia" leah replies, turning away from me, walking over to her team.

throughout the whole day, every excercise or game, i'm still trying to persuade her.