New Student (Camila/You)

Chapter 2

                   

Last night the girls stayed true to their promise of bombarding me with text messages in the group chat. Most of the conversation was about our plans for tomorrow night, arguing over which movie to watch, although Beyoncé was randomly brought up by Mani and Dinah. We eventually settled on Kevin Hart's new movie. Even though Lauren and Ally were pushing for Don't Breathe. There was no way in hell I was going to watch that and I made that quite clear. Unfortunately, this led to me be berated with low blows about how I come across as such a "boss" but am actually a giant teddy bear. Its safe to say my ego didn't take the nickname very well. Lauren particularly was not sensitive to my opinion on this matter and proceeded to send me pictures of toy bears for the rest of the night.

Classes were stereotypically boring. The only thing I looked forward to was soccer tryouts after my last period. I wasn't worried about making the cut but wanted to get some touches in before tryouts. I even convinced Camila to practice with me during our study period. She was adamant that she was horrific at playing soccer but nothing prepared me for how bad she actually was. Instead of me practicing I was actually teaching Camila to...kick a ball in a straight line. It took a while for her to get the technique down and she got frustrated every time she messed it up. The way she wrinkled her nose and huffed in impatience was so adorable. Once she became more confident in her ability she actually started to have fun.

We had progressed to doing some one vs. one's where we had to get past the defender and cross the line. It was fairly easy for me to pass her which may have gotten to my head as I relaxed more. This led to her nut-megging me which was gravely embarrassing. "Wow did Mila just meg you?" I heard Lauren laugh bashfully in the distance. I turned around to see her smirking. I rolled my eyes, "you don't give her enough credit Laur. She's actually more than just a pretty face". Camila giggled, "yeah maybe I should try out for the team". "Yeah...don't push it Camz", I joked which earned me a punch on the arm. "well if you want to stay true to your promise and kick my butt in tryouts I suggest we got and get changed" Lauren said half jokingly, half sternly, almost as if she was jealous? Camila hugged both of us goodbye and headed to her car.

Once Lauren and I got changed in to more appropriate attire we headed to the soccer field. We were about 20 minutes early so the coaches were still setting up the drills. Lauren suggested we hit some long balls to one another. Her touch and accuracy was pretty on point, "Are you a central midfielder per chance?" I questioned. "The best in the league" she said boastfully. I laughed at her cockiness, "well you don't have to worry about me taking your position, I'm a forward" I winked. "Well you're definitely not a defender, you got beaten by Camila..." she joked. Before I could continue the playful banter the coach called all of the hopeful players over.

The first couple drills were just passing drills which were relatively easy. Next was my least favorite, 100 yard sprints. Coach Carter told us that it was a competition. We would run in heats. The top three of each heat would go to the next round which would ultimately leave two to race each other. I felt pretty confident as speed is my strong suit. I coasted through my first two heats, coming first by quite a distance. Surprisingly Lauren had also won hers which is unusual for a midfielder, as they aren't known to be fast. The third round was slightly more difficult...I only won by 10 yards. Now it was the final heat and surprise surprise it was between Lauren and I. We lined up and prepared for the whistle, "don't cry too much when I smoke you Laur" I laughed. She just shook her head, "try not to check my ass out when I'm coasting in front of you". I heard "oo's" behind me and laughed at her playfulness. Her ego won't be big for much longer.

The whistle blew and I was caught slightly off guard. Lauren got the head start but I caught up to her at the 50-yard mark. Long distance isn't my forte but I knew I couldn't lose to her she wouldn't let me live it down. It was neck and neck until the last few yards. We basically threw ourselves over the line. I nervously glanced up at the coach waiting for the results and then at Lauren who had her hands on her knees out of breath also looking at the coach. "L/N congratulations you won this challenge", coach called out. I fist pumped the air and walked past Lauren, not without slapping her ass first, "the view was nice while it lasted babe".

The rest of tryouts was easy just some simple technique drills. Once practice had concluded I was told I had made the team, "I will be emailing out the final roster along with the chosen captains for this season" Coach Carter called out. Unable to bare the humidity which had caused my shirt to cling to my body from my sweat I quickly headed to the locker room to shower and change.

Once I emerged from the shower in my towel I noticed Lauren sitting on a bench in the locker room tying her shoe laces. She glanced up at me when she noticed my presence. Confident in my body and conscious of her sight on me I dropped the towel leaving me in a sports bra and boy shorts. I saw her shamelessly staring at my abs and then ass when I turned around in the mirror. I decided not to acknowledge her obvious ogling and continued to get dressed in Nike shorts and a tight tank top. I turned round and saw her head snap down to her phone. Had she really been staring at me the entire time I was changing? I guess I couldn't blame her.       

I headed towards the exit when she shouted after me, "Y/N wait up." I turned around abruptly, "what's up?" "I was just thinking seen as we have practice tomorrow before we head out to dinner with the other did you want to drive together there?" "Sure it makes sense that I pick you up before school then so you don't have to leave your car", I responded casually. "Perfect I will text you my address," she winked. "You must really want some one on one time with me Jauregui," I smirked before getting into my corvette. Tomorrow should be interesting to say the least.

A/N: Should pursue fall for Lauren or Camila, or maybe even both?