Ashley's pov
I rested my bag on the bleachers as I took a seat. I was by myself, so it was a bit awkward.
But Julian was here, and I tried to do whatever I could before I came here. So, I think there was only 15 minuets of his practice left
The coach blew the whistle.
"Get on the line!"
Even I know what 'get on the line' means, it's every athletes nightmare.
'Get on the line' means sprints, and sprints are not good. When I used to play soccer, my coach used to call them cupcakes.
But, now as we get older we call them suicides, because they make you want to kill yourself for doing so many.
From Julian's Jacket, I knew that his number was 17.
The guys took of their helmets and set them down by their bags. I saw Julian on the line, and he ran a hand through his sweaty hair.
EW, it was soaked
"On my whistle" the couch said.
He blew the whistle, and Julian took off.
All the guys seemed to be in a line,but when they turned to come back Julian sped up and went over the line before anyone else did.
The others were resting their hands on there hips or knees witch was a sign of tiredness. Julian just stood up tall not even out of breath.
"One last time boys" the coach said
I stood up and grabbed my bag. I walked down the bleachers and the couch blew the whistle.
I stood near the fence and watched as Julian ran over the line again. Wow, he's in really good shape and he's super fast. No wonder he's the captain
"Good work today boys" the coach said.
"And way to finish out those sprints, jara. Guessing it's for the lady over there?" The coach said
"You know it" Julian said and winked towards me. I rolled my eyes, and then crossed my arms over my chest.
The guys laughed, and they grabbed their bags and walked over to me.
"I'm going to go rinse off, and then I'll be out" he said
"Unless you wanna join, Because that's always an option" he said
I rolled my eyes as the guys laughed.
"No, maybe when you stink less" I said
And elbowed him. I felt my elbow get wet and I looked at it. It was covered in sweat.
"That's disgusting, you have a serious sweating problem" I said.
"It's called hard work baby" he said
"Now give me a hug" he said
"No way," I said and backed up.
"Don't you dare" I said and dropped my bag.
"Julian,please" I begged.
He opened his arms and walked towards me.
"Julian!" I said and stared running.
"Stop, please!" I said
"Don't!!" I said And hid behind Jovani
"Make him stop, please" I said.
"I'll give you a hug bro"He said
"Alright" Julian said and they hugged each other
I scrunched my nose up from the smell.
