𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝.

𝟏𝟏.

paige's pov.

i feel the sunlight on my cheeks, waking me up. i look down at y/n, who was sound asleep on my chest. her arms were wrapped around me tightly. i smiled and stroked my hand through her hair. i checked the time, because we definitely had class in 30 minutes. "y/n, baby. we have class" i whisper. tucking her hair behind her ear. she groans before nuzzling her face into me. "someone loves mornings." i gently shake her, trying to get her up. "you smell good." she mumbles before getting off the bed. i giggle at her comment, she's so cute. she walks to the bathroom, and begins brushing her teeth, which i definitely didn't have my tooth brush. i was still in the clothes from going out last night. "do you have another toothbrush? and please say you have advil." i walk into her bathroom, leaning my arms on the door frame.

"under the sink!" she says with a mouthfull of toothpaste. "charming." i smile, as i grab the toothbrush and a bottle of advil. i begin to brush my teeth as y/n finishes up. she goes to her room, and changes into sweats and a UConn cheer shirt. i couldn't help but watch when she was just in her sports bra, washboard abs. she had such a nice figure, from cheer i assume. "are you admiring that i'm more ripped then you?" she laughs as she puts her shoes on. "let's test that. how about we hit the weight room after class?" i ask, finishing up in the bathroom. "deal, but don't be mad when i rep your pr!" she laughs, grabbing her notebooks and practice clothes and putting them into her bag.

"do you need something to wear?" she turns, looking my club outfit up and down. "i can run back to my room, do you want to come?" i ask, grabbing my phone and shoes. "hmm yes, i'd love to see azzi at this hour." we walk down the stairs, down the hall, into my room. "rise and shine!" i yell, opening the door to azzi and lili, completely asleep. "die." azzi groans, putting the covers over her head. y/n busts up laughing, which caused azzi to pop back up. "heyy y/n." she waves before laying back down.

"she is the epitome of a college kid" y/n whispers as i change into a hoodie and sweats. "a little buck wild." i laugh before grabbing her hand and walking out the door. i held her hand all the way until i saw someone, which we both dropped it at the same time. it felt so fun, sneaking around in this way. UConn may be a big school but word would spread fast to coach. "sneakyy" i whispered, exaggerating a tiptoe. i heard y/n cackle behind me, doing the same. "are you two even real?" a brunette girl says behind us. it was hudson, y/n's teammate. "no, its all an illusionn" y/n said, getting in her face. hudson rolled her eyes, smirking at our antics. "see, ready watch this magic trick!!" y/n yelled, grabbing my hand. "we are here.." she snapped her fingers are starting running, i quickly get the jist and run with her. the air filled with our laughter. "now we are gone" i yelled back, seeing a laughing hudson behind us.

we arrived at our class pretty early, since y/n decided to run. we walk to our seats in the back row, per usual. "auriemma, guess what." i look at her with excitement. "what?" she asks, looking up from her phone. "i brought a pen!" i exclaimed, showing her the same pen that hadn't left my bag since she gave it to me. she rolled her eyes before going back to her phone. "you are a athlete student." she says sarcastically. i look over to see her texting coach, i completely forget they are related at times. "whatcha gossiping about with coach?" i ask, scooting closer to her. "well i'm not supposed to tell you, but he's surprising the team with a labor day cookout at the house." she showed me the texts of her and her dad planning. "ouuu i get to go to the auriemma household." i had been to her house a couple of times in highschool, i would stay for a week or two to train for coach. she was usually at a cheer camp or with friends. "you have been plenty of times." i tilt my head at her, smiling. "that was for business, this is for pleasure." i whisper, sliding my hand up her leg. "paige!" she exclaims, her face red. she smacks my hand away playfully, i knew she liked it.

y/n's pov.

the professor started to begin her lecture, which i vigorously took notes for. i color coded them, and had them in separate folders. "so class, i know a lot of us are student athletes." everyones heads turned to look at paige, who was playing with my pen. i elbow her, where she looks up at everyone and smiles. "continuing on, this is a sports journalism class. now i want you to find a partner, and interview them as a sports broadcaster. they can be a athlete or just a student. i'd like the video to be about a minute long, and emailed to me by the end of the week!"

i heard whispers of the class wanting to interview paige, which made me uneasy. i forget she's a campus celebrity. i start to pack my things up, and feel paige's hand on my shoulder. "so, there's this cute girl i want to interview me. do you think she'll do it?" she whispered, copying the rest of tbr class. "maybe, if the rest of the class doesn't swarm you first." i roll my eyes. i liked paige's attention, just not all the attention she got. the bell rang and we both walked out, i felt her hand brush mine, which sent shivers down my back. "i'll see you in the weight room, auriemma! in an hour, dont be late!" she yelled, walking towards the basketball gym. i felt a grin come on my face, watching the blonde girl walk away. i had completely forgot i was upset with her, or how upset i was over cait. she just had the effect of making reality fade away.