Dorms (Krashlyn)

Chapter 7

I wake up in the morning with Ashlyn's arms wrapped around me. I smile to  myself as I watch her sleep. She looks so peaceful. I wonder why she acts so angry and stuck-up most of the time. I'm glad I have a friend like her though, I don't know what I would have done last night without her.  I notice her start to wake up so I quickly shut my eyes. I don't want her to know I was staring at her while she was sleeping. She unwraps her arms from around me and slowly gets up. She bends over and kisses my forehead before heading towards the bathroom. 

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I'm currently at practice. It started nineteen minutes ago, and of course, Ashlyn still hasn't showed up yet. It's safe to say the our coach is pissed. I'm pretty sure that is an understatement. Ashlyn is so talented but she really needs to put more effort into soccer. Our coach is so mad she decided to torture all of us because of Ashlyn. After our five minute warm-up, coach said we're running until Ashlyn shows up. So we've been running for fourteen minutes, and let's just say, most of the girls on the team are not only tired but pissed. I don't think it's too bad, but I would rather be doing our regular practice routine. Right as we reach the 23rd minute of running laps, Ashlyn slowly walks on to the field. Coach blows her whistle and everyone immediately stops running.

"Where were you Harris? I'm getting tired of this shit, your teammates had to run until you showed up. Apologize."

Ashlyn looks at us. She smirks. "I'm sorry. I completely forgot that I had to come here to meet with a bunch of people I hate to practice something I hate."

Everyone looks shocked. Ashlyn hates soccer? Then how is she such a good goalie and why would she play for the college team? 

"Go run ten laps Harris. The rest of you, practice the new drill we learned yesterday with a partner."

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Practice just ended. Most of the girls have already left. I stayed back a little bit, trying to avoid the one person I really didn't want to see at the moment. Just as I'm about to leave and head to the locker room, someone walks up to me. Allie. Of course.

I turn around and begin to walk to my dorm. I guess I can just take a shower there if it means I can avoid running into Allie.

"Ali, wait up!"

I keep walking as I put my earphones in. No one bugs me for a few seconds until someone grabs my arm.

"What do you want?" I say as I turn around and roll my eyes at the girl that stood there.

"I'm sorry. Will you give me another chance? I don't know what I was thinking. I feel so guilty and I'm so sorry if I hurt you. Please, give me another chance. I'll prove I'm worth it."

"Look Allie, I'm not stupid. I know how girls like you work. You act all sorry after you mess around with someone and then beg for forgiveness. But you fake bitches are never really sorry, because if you guys were sorry you wouldn't keep letting it happen. And you're just as bad as them because you continued to kiss that girl even after you saw me. Maybe other people have fell for your games, but I'm not an idiot. I forgive you, but we're done."

She glares at me. "We're not done until I tell you we are. Do you understand?"

"And what are you gonna do about it? Face it, we're through."

She lifts her hand up to slap me but Ashlyn shoves me out of the way just in time. Ashlyn winces as Allie's hand makes contact with her face. "Stay away from her bitch" Ashlyn says before putting her arm around my shoulder and walking me away. 

Note- Didn't check over this. Sorry for any mistakes. Should I keep writing this?