Soccer love

Chap. 1

I dribbled the classic white and black soccer ball swiftly down the field getting around the midfielders, looking up I passed it to Joey. I overlapped him making my run and he quickly passed back. Just as I went to take a shot at the goal I caught a glimpse of our young, great looking assistant coach, Octavian, who was looking directly at me, and with that I shot the ball. It completely missed the goal and I felt my cheeks immediately heat up. I could make a goal like that in my sleep, but I somehow managed to screw it up. Frustrated and flustered I stomped over to Joey, he was my best friend in the entire world. He was pretty cute but had more girly features considering he was trans. We had meant back in middle school and he came out to me as trans and pansexual which was really emotional but in the end great that he accepted himself. He made the transition a couple years back and I've never seen him happier. As I angrily marched towards him I could see the corner of his lips fighting to not curve up into a smile. I just glared at him

"Ryan OMG what was that!?" he said almost falling over from laughing. He was red and clutching his stomach hard, and with that I punched him, hard.

"Ow, I know you fucked up in front of Octavian but chill hun," he said trying to look hurt but ended up smiling. I rolled my eyes at him

"I'm sorry but I always end up screwing up in front of him." At the slight mention of Octavian's name I felt my blush creep back up. He started laughing again which only earned him another punch. He knew I had been slightly crushing, or well mega crushing.

"Oh good lord Ryan you're so red look at you, get yourself under control," laughing he went over and hugged me knowing that I was officially embarrassed

"Hey!" Octavian yelled, "What is there a party, stay focused Joey and Rose." My cheeks redden slightly but was replaced by me cringing.

"It's Ryan, not Rose." I yelled back. He didn't respond and I knew he would probably call me Rose again. Rose was my real name but I didn't really like it that much, I prefered Ryan. Practiced resumed and I didn't suck to bad. I could never do anything right when he was around. I would constantly get nervous and freak myself out. Me saying I got butterflies was an understatement, for me the entire fucking zoo was in my stomach when I was around him. I mean he was nice, funny, and acted super sweet whenever I messed up. He would even go as far as to pretend to do something wrong to prove that it was ok. He was also as goofy and joking as all my friends on the team. So he was honestly great. Plus, he wasn't to bad looking. He was taller probably about 6 feet with a good build. He had a dark amber colored hair and these adorable light blue eyes. With a defined jaw line and a cute dimple on right cheek he was CUTE. Every since he started coming to my practices I started crushing and it was so bad because I played A-W-F-U-L. I'd catch glances of him or make eye contact and I knew I was done. His looks and what I knew about his personality made it hard not to like him. So as practice came to an end and I finally got to go home a rush of relief swept over me. I wouldn't have to see Octavian for the rest of the night and I could just relax. Walking into the house I realized my dad wasn't home, so just headed to the kitchen. Grabbing some junk food and heading to my room I spent the rest of my night watching tv shows and you tube.

****************************************************

This is my first chapter to Soccer Love so it's a bit short. The whole point to this chapter is to just get you familiar with the three main characters and a small idea of what's happening. I hope you enjoy this book and please if your here to hate you may quietly leave I don't feel like dealing with your bullshit, but of your here to read and possibly enjoy my story Hi, welcome.