𝐀 𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, Amahira and Juju, once inseparable friends, face a rift when a promise is broken. Amahira transfers to USC, where an unexpected reunion with Juju. Will they rekindle their friendship?
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𝟎𝟎𝟓. new beginnings
𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟓𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐋𝐎𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒, 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐀
Amahira Wilson stood in her new dorm room, surrounded by boxes and suitcases. It had been a whirlwind of a few months, but she was finally here at USC. She took a deep breath, taking in the sight of her new home for the foreseeable future. The room was spacious, with a large window that let in plenty of natural light. Her bed was already made up with fresh linens, and her desk was neatly arranged with her books and a laptop. She felt a mixture of excitement and nerves as she began to unpack her clothes.
"Hey, need a help with that?" Sylas Madison, one of her new roommates, poked her head into the room. Sylas was light-skinned with a cascade of curly hair that framed her face and strikingly pretty eyes that seemed to sparkle with mischief. She had perfectly groomed eyebrows, and a warm, inviting smile. Her edges were neatly laid, complementing her natural beauty. She wore a casual USC sweatshirt and ripped jeans, her relaxed demeanor instantly putting Amahira at ease.
"Yes please," Amahira replied with a smile. "Thanks, Sylas."
"No problem," Sylas said, stepping in to help. "Kassani should be back soon. She went to grab some snacks."
As they unpacked, Kassani Dawson walked in, carrying a bag of chips and a bottle of soda. Kassani was darker-skinned, with a sleek lace front wig that was styled, reaching just below her shoulders. She had braces, which somehow added to her charm, and she wore a pair of stylish glasses that framed her face perfectly. Her lashes were long and full, accentuating her expressive eyes. Kassani also had a tattoo sleeve on her left arm, featuring intricate designs.
"Hey, girl!" Kassani greeted, setting the snacks down on the table. "Need some help?"
"Definitely," Amahira laughed. "I appreciate it."
The three of them worked together, chatting and laughing as they unpacked Amahira's belongings. It didn't take long for the room to start feeling like home. Once they were done, they all collapsed onto the couch, Kassani offering Amahira a water.
"So, Amahira," Sylas began, leaning back and stretching her arms, "what made you decide to transfer to USC?"
Amahira took a sip of her water, considering her answer. "There were a lot of factors," she said thoughtfully. "The program here is amazing, and I felt like it was the best place for me to grow as a player and a person."
Kassani nodded. "We saw your press conference. You mentioned reuniting with your best friend, Juju. That must be exciting!"
Amahira hesitated, a small frown tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Yeah, about that," she started, glancing between Sylas and Kassani. "The truth is, Juju and I aren't really on good terms right now. We had a big argument our senior year, and things have been tense ever since."
Sylas raised an eyebrow. "Wait, what? But you said in the press conference—"
"I know," Amahira interrupted, sighing. "I made it sound like everything was cool because I didn't want to stir up any drama before I even got here. But the reality is, we fell out over me choosing UO over USC back then. It got pretty ugly."
Kassani looked sympathetic. "Damn, that's tough. But you know, people change. Maybe you two can patch things up now that you're here."
"Maybe," Amahira said, though she didn't sound convinced. "I guess we'll see how it goes."
They continued talking, getting to know each other better. Sylas shared that she was also majoring in biochemistry and had dreams of becoming a researcher, while Kassani was majoring in psychology and hoped to become a therapist one day. They bonded over their shared love for sports and the challenges of balancing academics with athletics.
After a while, Amahira glanced at her phone and realized she had a meeting with her new coach. "I should get going," she said, standing up. "Coach Gottlieb wants to meet with me in her office."
"Good luck!" Sylas said, giving her a thumbs-up.
"Yeah, you got this," Kassani added with a grin.
Amahira smiled, feeling grateful for her new friends. She made her way across campus, taking in the sights and sounds of USC. The campus was bustling with students, the energy palpable. She finally arrived at the athletic building and headed to Coach Gottlieb's office.
As she walked down the hall, she saw Juju leaving the office. They made eye contact, and for a moment, Amahira's heart skipped a beat. Juju looked different, more mature, her features sharper and more defined. They both hesitated, but neither said a word. The silence was heavy with unspoken tension as they passed each other, the moment painfully awkward.
Amahira took a deep breath and knocked on Coach Gottlieb's door.
"Come in," came the firm voice from inside.
Amahira entered to find Coach Lindsay Gottlieb seated behind her desk. The office was decorated in USC colors, with trophies and framed photos of the team adorning the shelves. The walls were lined with posters of past championship teams, and a large USC flag hung proudly behind the desk. Coach Gottlieb was a tall woman with short, blonde hair and an athletic build. She had a commanding presence, but her eyes were kind and welcoming.
"Welcome, Amahira," Coach Gottlieb said, standing up to shake her hand. "I'm glad you're here."
"Thank you, Coach," Amahira replied, taking a seat. "I'm excited to be here."
"We're excited to have you," Coach Gottlieb said with a smile. "I've heard great things about you. I want to talk about what we expect from you this season. I believe you have the potential to be a key player for us, but it's going to take hard work and dedication."
Amahira nodded. "I'm ready for it, Coach."
"Good," Coach Gottlieb said. "We have practice tomorrow morning. I want you to introduce yourself to the team, and they'll introduce themselves to you. Then we'll get started. We're aiming high this season, and I know you can help us reach our goals."
Amahira felt a surge of determination. "I'll give it my all, Coach. I promise."
"That's what I like to hear," Coach Gottlieb said, her smile widening. "Now, get some rest. Tomorrow's going to be a big day."
Amahira left the office feeling a mixture of nerves and excitement. She knew she had a lot to prove, but she was ready for the challenge. As she walked back to her dorm, she couldn't shake the image of Juju's face from her mind. The season ahead was sure to be filled with its fair share of trials, but Amahira was determined to face them head-on.
𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: The storyline is actually getting starteddd, finally. I don't be having anything to say so Ima just be yapping 😭😭😭
