True Love (A BajanCanadian Fan Fiction)

Chapter One- The Beginning.

Word Count: 477  

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Paige's POV

I received a text from Jerome. He's basically my brother because we're so close; like family. It stated, 'Meet me at the soccer field at 5:00 after training.' I knew Jerome and I both had training seeming though it was a Thursday so I replied, 'Sure, see you there.' I got to soccer training and started warming up by stretching. I didn't see Mitch there yet but I didn't worry about it too much. He's late to basically every training session.

The team had been training for about 20 minutes now and he still wasn't here. I decided to ask the coach if I could go off for a few minutes and when he said yes I went over to my bag, unzipped it and took my phone out. No missed calls, no texts, nothing. I texted Mitch asking where was he, it took him a minute or so but he finally responded with, 'On my way now. Had a few shoe problems :/' I went back on the field and over to the coach. "Mitch will be here soon, sir." I inform him.

The coach looked at me and smiled at me. "Thanks for letting me know Paige, we really need him here, as some competition for Jerome." He replied. He was right. Mitch and Jerome are two of our best players. They're always on different teams when we train so they both get a good training session in. If Mitch didn't have Jerome to train with, our team would be too easy for him and he'd have to move to a different team, one with better players. Five minutes passed and he finally arrived. "You made it! Finally. We're being smashed by Jerome!" I tell him with a small laugh. "Not for long we won't!" He yells back playfully with a little wink as he runs out to his position as striker on the field.

He plays and scores 5 goals in a matter of 25 minutes, give or take. Impressive. I've noticed, after every goal he scores, he goes and high-fives all his friends while laughing and grinning. But when he is walking back to position, he tends to look at me and give me that side-smile he does. In response; me blushing and instinctively biting my bottom lip.

Practise is finally over and it's 4:50. I went to the bathrooms and get a drink of water and wash my face. I splashed my face with water and think about what Jerome could possibly want to talk about. I mean we are friends, so we tell each other any and every thing.

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A/N: Okay guys, that was the first chapter of this fan fiction. So some of you guys may be here from my Instagram: @/neonyoutube. If you're not from instagram, then welcome!

Until next time,

Natasha xx