Mistakes

The First Meeting

Naomi's POV

   Val looked slightly bewildered at my exclamation. He jumped slightly and opened his eyes wide. "Yeah it's me. " He gave a slight chuckle. He opened his arms and I looked at him a second before realizing that he wanted a hug. A hug? From me? Well don't mind if I do I thought. I ran up and put my arms around him. I felt something when we made contact, but no, it's probably just nerves.  Oh gosh he gives good hugs! Suddenly I realized what I had just done. Oh crap! I think I scared him.

"Sorry about my yelling, I probably freaked you out.", my apology somewhat muffled since my face was in his coat. 

 " Don't worry about it", he reassured me. He released me, but my cheeks were still burning from the thought that I had freaked him out. He laughed and looked me up and down. Suddenly he froze.

"Wait, wait, wait, aren't you Naomi Reed?" He asked, his excitement becoming apparent on his face. I nodded, "That's me."  

"You are one of the best girl soccer players I've ever seen. I mean I almost never watch girls' soccer, but I was just flipping through channels and I happened to see your kick that won that game against the Netherlands and I was amazed and then I saw one of your other games and you were brilliant and, and--" He said this all in one breath and before he could go on I put a hand up. 

"It's okay, I get it" I giggled. 

"No, you're amazing, you don't understand-" He stopped himself and gave me a sheepish look. "Sorry I probably sound like some weird stalker fan" 

"Definitely not!, I'm sort of used to it" I looked at him waiting for, well, something. He just stared at me. I waved my hand in front of his face. He started. Val looked at me flustered. Then it was as if he just remembered where we were. 

"Oh sorry. Well, since introductions have been made in a weird kind of way, we should get started. Our first dance is..." He pulled out an envelope with a flourish and handed it to me. "Would you do the honors?" 

"I will" I took the envelope and did a little curtsy. "We have.... the foxtrot!" 

Val smiled, "Okay that's a good, solid dance. Let's get started."

Val's POV

  When I saw my new partner come in, I didn't have much of a chance to take her in before she started jumping up and down with excitement. I was a little frazzled at first, but I was used to it and got over it quickly. I couldn't help but chuckle at her excitement. I opened my arms for a hug and she just stared at me for a second. What? Wait, am being too informal for her? Oh I don't want to seem like-  ,but  before I could finish my thought, she bounded over into my outstretched arms. There was something about that hug- no, nothing like that, we just met. I pushed it to the back of my mind. When we separated, her cheeks were bright red after she had profusely apologized. I couldn't help but laugh at her. It was kind of cute. Cute? You just met her. Dude stop it! I finally took the chance to see if I could tell what celebrity she was. I froze when I recognized her. It was Naomi Reed! 

"Wait, wait, wait, aren't you Naomi Reed?" I asked. I could feel myself becoming excited. She was a great soccer player and I had watched almost all of her games. "That's me", she nodded. 

I then went through an embarrassing explanation about how much I loved her and I'm pretty sure that I creeped her out. Thankfully she went along with it and made me feel a bit more at ease. I looked at her again, but this time I really looked at her. Not as Naomi Reed, but as someone who I was going to spend, hopefully, a few months with. As I gazed at her, I noticed just how beautiful she actually was. She had long dark brown hair that was on the verge of black, with skin that was again, on the verge, of just being tan. Barely noticeable freckles spotted the bridge of her nose. But what really got me were her eyes. Her eyes, oh gosh, they were a light, almost honey colored, brown that just drew me in. I felt my stomach tighten as I gazed at her. I hadn't felt this, this, whatever you call it in a long time. Not since- I stopped myself before those thoughts could bubble to the surface. Abruptly I was pulled out of my trance by a hand waving in front of my face. I looked around. I had temporarily forgotten where we were.  

"Oh sorry. Well, since introductions have been made in a weird kind of way, we should get started. Our first dance is..." I pulled out an envelope with a flourish (I'm such a nerd. Mental face palm) and handed it to her. "Would you do the honors?" 

"I will"  She took the envelope and did a little curtsy. "We have.... the foxtrot!"

I smiled at her cute effort of a curtsy and said,  "Okay that's a good, solid dance. Let's get started."

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Thanks for all those who are reading my story. It really means a lot to me! Please comment and vote. If you have any ideas or suggestions feel free to comment or message me! Oh by the way I just want to say that for the most part the dances will probably be the ones that Danica and Val got every week. There might be a few changes, but not that many. Also instead of being eliminated week 8, Candace and Mark will be. Then Naomi and Val will take the places that Candace and Mark had. Hopefully nobody is offended by that. Thanks for reading!!

No copyright intended. Naomi Reed is the only character to belong to me.