I won't fall for that

Chapter 1

So this is my first fanfic and first chapter so it won't be really good. I'm really sad about what happened to Mewis but I know she'll come back stronger.

Hope you guys like it, comment and tell me when should I post the next one.

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Today is the first day. The first day after all that crap with Washington, Chicago and Dash. I was really looking forward staying in Chicago, that way I could be with my best friend Stephanie McCaffrey. She's a pain in the ass but we've been friends for so long that I don't know what I would do without her.

I'm currently at the airport waiting for my flight to Houston, Texas to take off. I'm not mad that I'm going to play for the Dash, I know some of the girls and all, but I don't think they're that good of a team. Anyway, I'm not one to whine, that's just not me.

"First call on flight 884 ..."

Well I guess that's my cue.

Finally, I arrived. Soon as I step a foot outside of the airplane I realize how hot it is, I forgot about the weather change, so I take off my shirt leaving me with a crop top and some jeans. Then I start to look for the player that's supposed to pick me up along with our assistant coach, on the email they didn't said who was going to pick me up, but I supposed it is going to be some of my former colleagues from the Boston Breakers.

I've been walking for 15 min now and I can't find anyone, so I pick up my phone and search for the club's number. As I'm about to click on it, I feel someone run straight into me, making me drop my phone. Ok now I'm pissed, it's hot as fuck, no one came to pick me up and now someone just made me drop my phone. I was about to look up and tell this girl to watch herself when I hear her say.

"I'm so sorry love. Are you alright?"

Okay I know I'm supposed to be mad, but I've always been a sucker for accents especially British ones and this girl has a gorgeous one. Although the accent made me calm down a little that only lasted a few seconds because as soon as I look up I start to get angry again, in front of me was the girl who knocked my phone down, who is the same girl that was supposed to pick me up, the one and only Rachel Daly, known as the NWSL player. She looks at me surprised, I think she only now realized I'm the one she was supposed to drive home, but then she looks at me, up and down focusing her gaze on my uncovered stomach leaving her eyes there for a brief second, to look at me right after with a smirk on her face. Someone should have told her I'm not into girls so that famous smirk won't work on me.

I just don't get why girls tend to get crazy over her, I mean yes, she is kinda pretty, blonde hair, blue eyes and all that and she is a decent player but the way she treats girls should be at least a turn off for every single one of them, maybe the accent helps a little. As I'm about to try to speak for the second time she beats me to it again.

"Oh Kristie Mewis right? I'm sorry about that, my fault. I'm Rachel Daly, I'm supposed to drive you to the club."

Okay the accent helps a lot.

"Right and I know who you are."

I answer with a cold tone.

"Damn the girl is feisty, I usually like them a little more tamed, but we can work on that."

I look at her in disbelief, I can't believe she just said that. I guess she saw the look on my face because she started laughing and said

"Calm down darling I was just kidding, no need to worry. Now let's hurry because we're already late for the team meeting."