scouted, a.b

five

nicole margo brooks.

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"cabin sweet, cabin" connie said, scrunching her nose and she patted down the newly made bed.

"there's nothing sweet about this place" julie replied, flopping down onto the bed and sighing.

"come on you guys, its really not that bad. sure the beds are pretty shitty..but we could have worse !" i tried to make some-sort of light out of this situation.

"whatever"

-

we had a dinner tonight, some thing that all the teams go to so we can, 'get to know our opponents !'. but in reality, it's just a whole room of everyone judging each and every player, trying to get some sort of useful information.

i wore a semi casual salmon coloured dress, with some super star sneakers.

there wasn't a dress code..

i looked in the mirror and scanned my body.

i reached over and grabbed my team usa jacket, and slipped it on perfectly.

much better.

-

"i can't believe we actually have to attend this thing" goldberg said looking around the small hall, surrounded with circular tables and buffets.

"suck it up princess, cause i'm starving" fulton said pushing past him and entering the hall.

"you know, i could eat i guess" goldberg said, barging in attempting to catch up to fulton.

we all took a seat at the table marked with 'team usa'.

i looked around and noticed team australia and canada were on both sides of our table.

fantastic.

"hate to be a party pooper, but after all this traveling, i really can't eat a single thing" adam whispered, watching everyone dig into their food.

i chuckled and agreed almost instantly.

"tell me about it" i rolled my eyes as he laughed at my response.

we spoke for only a little bit, until our conversation was interrupted by an almost too familiar voice.

"hey nic, can we talk"

only one person calls me nic.

i turned around to be faced with patrick.

adam gave me a confused look, along with the rest of the table.

i awkwardly looked down and stood up without a word.

"sure" i said quietly, following him to the corner of the room near the fruit table.

he just stared at me for a second, then looked down at my usa team jacket.