𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝.

𝟎𝟑.

caitlin's pov.

i look down at the sleeping y/n in my lap. she had just called me pretty, or my hair atleast. i feel so flustered but snap out of it as i feel the car go into park. "goodnight, caitlin!" i hear azzi says as she opens the door, running to the dorm entrances. i look to see paige opening the other door, pulling y/n off of me and over her shoulder. "i'll walk you two up, y/n is in no shape to get to her room by herself." she says, her voice just had a rude undertone but maybe i was reading it wrong. i nod, and follow her to the entrance. we make our way up to the second floor. "225" paige mumbles. "grab her key out of her purse." she says leaning against the door. i open y/n's purse to see a picture of that same USA team in her wallet. i smile but quickly open the door for paige. i walk into the quaint dorm room, decorated with UConn cheer and basketball, and her favorite color fills the room. paige lays her down on the bed, tucking her in. "well, good luck tomorrow clark." paige says as she sits on the side of the bed with y/n. i awkwardly stand there, feeling like im intruding on a moment that isn't even there. i notice as she tucks y/n's hair behind her ear. i feel myself get jealous, and furrow my brows. "goodnight." i saw coldly as i watch her leave the room. 

y/n's pov.

i'm half asleep, as i hear my door close. "cait, are you here?" i mumble, as i see a tall figure taking off their shoes. "yes ma'am" i watch as she scoots me over. "i'm glad you're here. i wish you would've gone to UConn." i say, i feel myself drifting off. "me too, sunshine. just for you." cait puts her arms around me and i've never felt so comfortable. i doze off, smiling at the thought. 

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i wake up to an empty bed, and a couple of texts on my phone. i think i have the biggest headache of my life, and im absolutely suppose to cheer at this game today. i pick up my phone and read 2 texts. 

cait clark!!: good morning sunshine, i left early to go get ready for the game, i had fun last night. <3

lil paigey b: hey auriemma, meet me for breakfast at 10?

i smile but realize it's 9:30 which gives me 30 minutes to be ready for paige. i text cait back, telling her i want to see her after the game. i brush my teeth, and throw some light makeup on. i had changed into a UConn shirt, i always steal my dad's because they say "coach auriemma" which i basically am. 

i walked to the dining hall to see the blonde herself, in the cereal line. "good morning coach!" she says, gesturing to my shirt. "good morning, bueckers. please tell me you have hangover food." i sigh, as my head was still pounding. she pours two bowls of cereal, one fruit loops and one frosted flakes. "chocolate milk, i presume?" she asks as she fills her own with 2%. "you know the drill" i smile as she knows my order. we don't do this often but she stayed for a week junior year summer, where this was about all we ate. i grab 2 slices of toast and 2 oranges and sit at a table. 

"so, i think we should stay away from vodka soda for a while, eh?" she giggles as she eats a spoonful of fruit loops. "please dont remind me." i groan, sipping my chocolate and frosted flakes infused milk. "i totally have to fly today too, at this game." i sigh as i watch her peel our oranges. she knows i hate the feeling of the peel in my nails. "well, how was your sleepover with clark?" i could her tone get colder. "to be honest, i don't remember." giggling as i finish my toast. i feel two hands on my shoulders. "good morning, huskies!" i hear my father's over excited voice. i mouth to paige, "sooo loud." and she laughs. "nice shirt hon, where'd you get it from." he smiles as he walks away. "he is in a good mood, maybe he thinks we have a good shot today." paige says with her mouth full of cereal. "or maybe he's laughing at your poor table manners" she closes her mouth, almost embarresed.