One Of The Guys

Chapter 6

(If ya'll are wondering, her cleats are the ones in the picture)

Callie POV

I take a deep breathe as I walk onto the field.  "It's now or never Callie."  I sit on the bench and lace up my cleats.

"Callie my girl!" Cara says sitting next to me.

I look to my side and roll my eyes, "Hey Cara," I say not impressed.

"OMG!  I just CAN'T wait for try-outs! I so hope I make the team!" She bounces on the bench annoying me even more.

"Oh I'm sure you will," sarcasm dripping for each word.  Let me give you some background real quick.  Cara is terrible at soccer.  She's that player that will dribble it out of bounds because the girl running at her scares her.  She's only made the team in past years because her mom was the coach, but this is a new year with a new coach.

"Okay girls all of you over here.  My name is Coach Clinch and I don't want to be called anything else.  I'm looking for a team that will kick ass  all year and work their hardest to play the best game they can," he pauses to look around the group, "lets get started."

I can't help but let a hug grin take over my face.  I have to make this team.  It's like the coach is made for me.

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(2 hours and 30 minutes later)

We all collapse on the benches exhausted.  I crack open my Gatorade a suck it down fast.  Cara sits next to me looking as melted as a puddle.  All the other girls around me look just as tired. Dang this dude is intense, it's amazing.

"Good job today ladies, I will be posting the team lists on the bulletin tomorrow morning at 7 sharp. Good luck." He gives us a quick nod before walking away.

I peel myself off the bench, grab my bag, and start the search for Evan's car.

"Hey there best friend," I groan as Evan slaps my back.

"Can you not? I'm a little tired here," I fix my bag and keep walking.

"Damn, moody and stinky, not a good combination for you love," he smirks at me.

I just roll my eyes and keep walking. Just got to get home and into he should Cal.  Then everything will be better.  As we get to the car  Evan runs around me to open the door.

"My lady," he says with a sarcastic smile.

"Go away," I grab the door and slam it shut.

He jumps into the car on the drivers side. "Oh how you woo me with your words," he throws his hands over his heart.

I stare at him, "Just shut up and drive already."

He just laughs as we head home.

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As soon as he pulls in my driveway I jump out of the car and bolt to my room. "Shower, shower, shower time," I sing as I get my stuff and go to the bathroom. Letting the hot water run over my sore muscles feels amazing.  As I get out I grab a super fluffy towel and wrap it around me.  I quickly shake out my hair to let it air dry then walk into my room.  I open the door and jump. "Jesus Evan you scared me."

He just nods at me.  He looks a little...worried?

"Hey Ev? You alright? You don't look so good." I walk over to him and he stands up.

No he looks upset.

"Yeah uh," he rubs his neck, "I gotta tell you something."

Actually, I'm not sure what he's looking.  His face is blank, do I spy a little, admiration? At me?

"Are you okay?" I grip my towel closer to me with my left and and touch his face with my right.

He covers my hand on his face with his, "I'm good."

"Okay, then uh what's wrong?" It feels weird to be standing like this with him... yet it feels so right. It's a weird feeling.

"I just...It's just...ah fuck it."

And with that he wraps his free arm around my waist, pulls me close, bends his head down and presses his lips against mine.