PART 7

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A hour later the girls have finished up on their presentation, deciding to turn on a movie in a treat to their hard work. Rowan's phone vibrated from under the beanbag, she held it up to her face, showing that Amelia was calling her. "Um I'll be right back" Rowan said standing up, "everything alright?" Nika asked as she ripped the blanket off of Paige. Rowan nodded, pasting on a smile.

She entered what she thought was Nikas bedroom but she soon realized it was Paige's due to all the posters and pictures she had hung up. "Hey Amelia, what's up?" Rowan asked as she picked up the phone call. "Okay so you know how Danie was gossiping about how her boyfriend Jack doesn't shut up about you?" She spoke through the phone. "Ya why?" "Well apparently Jack broke up with her because he has a crush on you still and she's really pissed and wants to come for you" Amelia explained over the phone.

"Oh shit noooo! I can't have a teammate be mad at me" Rowan whined from over the phone. "I'm sorry Ro, but me and Mags got your back, don't worry." She said over the phone. "Thanks Amelia, listen I gotta go but thanks for the warning!" Rowan said, quickly hanging up. She paced around the room, shaking her hands trying her hardest to breathe through her nose and out her mouth. She was having a panic attack. This happened whenever her and her teammates got in a fight, it never occurred often but one time it did and it cause Rowan's whole game to be off for the whole week.

Paige's bedroom door creaked open, the blonde slid in, closing the door behind her. "Hey loser- hey hey are you okay?" Paige said, after noticing the girl's anxious pacing. Rowan shaked her head unable to talk. "Use your words Rowan" Paige said, unsure of what to do. "No! Okay I'm freaking out" Rowan spat out, biting hard down on her lip to the point where it was white.

Paige stepped closer to the girl, her hand reaching up and pulling her lip out of her teeth, then her hand going rijj G t back down to her side. "Hurting yourself isn't going to help, deep breaths, in and out" Paige calmly said. "That's- that's the point idiot! I- I can't breathe" Rowan spat out at her. "Okay okay relax, come sit with me" Paige said, motioning to sit on her bed. Paige kept her distance, as she tried to calm the girl down.

"I, I, I-" Rowan tried to talk, "shhh it's okay, it's gonna be okay" Paige said scooting closer, rubbing the girls back. "I, I, need- need you to stay with, with me" Rowan breathed out. Paige instantly reacted to the girls words, wrapping a tight arm around her. Rowan leaned her head onto the crook of Paige's neck, the blondes hot breath instantly calming her down.

Once she was calmed down enough Paige tried to ask her what had happened to get her all riled up, which caused Rowan to just get even more mad. Rowan stood up and walked towards the door, grabbing her stuff, saying goodbye to Nika.

She stumbled to her car and drove quickly back to her dorm. Smashing her head on her bed, quickly falling asleep.

The next morning she woke up with her period, which was just great. Rowan rolled out of bed not caring to change or brush her hair. She grabbed her stuff and headed to her first class, anatomy, with Paige.

Rowan slammed her bag down on the seat, slumping into her chair. Paige was already there, sitting in front of her. The blonde smirked leaning back and turning her body to face the girls. "Am I not blessed with your hello this morning?" Paige smirked.

"Shut the fuck up Paige, I'm really not in the mood." Rowan snapped, closing her eyes and hugging her stomach, hoping her cramps would go away. "What's wrong?" She asked, Rowan couldn't tell if she was being sincere or teasing her. "None of your business dick head, leave me alone" Rowan grumbled.

"First of all I don't have a dick, so couldn't be a dick head-" Paige went to say before Rowan interrupted her "PAIGE!" She groaned, shifting in her seat due to the cramps. "Cramps?" Paige asked, like she could read her mind. Rowan looked at her, she had a genuinely sincere look on her face.

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