Author's Note: Hello lovelies. 1) I'm sorry I know my updates have been erratic, I'm trying my best to get back into writing. It's been a while. 2) This was four pages on Word. I hope it's long enough! 3) If you're confused or if you don't understand where this story is going or leading up to, hold your horses. This is literally just the beginning. It is going to be confusing. I'm trying to create a plot that's satisfying for me and for you so please be patient with me. x) 4) ENJOY! Please vote and comment. Very much appreciated :)
Playlist: Can't Feel My Face - The Weeknd
Dedicated to Anjali, my best friend who's playing some killer basketball at a hella important tournament at the moment. Kick butt, woman.
"Most times, it's just a lot easier not to tell the world what's wrong."-- Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters.
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Lea's POV:
I woke up to the sound of my phone's vibration. Shit. I had managed to miss Jo's, Dean's and Hunter's call. I slapped my forehead groaning, realizing that I had overslept. I checked my phone realizing that the game had already started but I could make it for the second half if I moved my butt right away.
Sprinting to my closest I grabbed a pair of black shorts and slipped them on. I grabbed my Nike shoes not bothering to change my t-shirt. It was a football jersey after all.
I ran out of the house and made my way to the football field, it was a 15-minute walk and well a 7-minute run. So I took off running to get there on time. Making my way through the streets I could slowly hear the cheering of a crowd. I made my way through the school gates to the field.
Bright lights and a super pumped crowd welcomed me while I looked around for a familiar face and I was met with one.
Hunter.
He stood there in his jersey warming up for the second half I presumed. His eyes made his way to mine and they stayed there. His lips curled into a smile welcoming me.
"Finally." He teased jogging towards me grinning like I was someone important to him. I knew he was avoiding the car incident and I was thankful for that.
"I'm sorry, I fell asleep." I apologized sheepishly looking down.
"You're here now, aren't you?" He said with a short smile.
"I am. What I miss, Mister Striker?" I asked him with a genuine smile.
"We're up by two. Dean scored both, I assisted one." He answered immediately.
"That's brilliant!" I responded excitedly. I knew these boys were talented, hell, I played against them I knew how good they were. No surprise here.
"I'll never get used to your accent." He chuckled causing me to glare at him.
"Where's Dean?" I changed the topic.
"Over there. Come on, I'll take you." He motioned for me to follow him.
"Wait. Am I even allowed to be there?" I question stopping in my tracks.
"No but you're with me so it's alright." He said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Stop with the questions, woman. Just come on." He scolded me grabbing my hand and dragging me towards the rest of the team. I ignored the warmth of his hand and followed him.
"Guys. Meet Lea. Lea, the team." Hunter introduced me to a bunch of lads resting and drinking energy drinks.
"Hello." I politely waved not knowing what else to do.
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