The Rain

New Girl

I'm new here. I'm shiny and sparkly to the people who live here. New blood. Is she scum like us? Or is she another minging bird to the ranks? I'm neither. I'm just me. I'm Scottish, a foreigner in wonderful Manchester. My mum and all my family moved down here last year and I stayed behind in Scotland. Now I'm here, cause I made an arse of things up the road but well fuck it. 

"Right lads, comin to have a game while I have smoke?" I shout to my nephews who I'm looking after. They're 13 and 11, absolutely footie mad and love coming to stay with me. I'm a good auntie what can I say? There's a strict no smoking rule in the house so I gotta go outside, at night I just hang out my window. 

Theres a big square of grass outside which we head out to and they start the match, the older one Danny in goals with Eddie as acting striker. I stand smoking, humming Teenage Kicks and spot that guy at his window, the house like kinda diagonal to mine. I have no idea who he is but fuck me hes hot. I've admired him a lot through his window, hes not hot in the way most lassies go for a bloke but I dunno theres just something about him. Must be that he plays guitar. And his hair. I love that Beatles look. 

"Jess are you joinin or what!" Danny shouts and I shake my head, snapping myself away from that guy. I smirk at them, stomping on my fag end and pulling my long blonde hair into a ponytail. 

"Alright boys, get ready to have your ass handed to ya!" I shout back and jog over, feeling my steel toe cap boots firmly tied on. 

I score within 5 minutes and take a lap of the green, Eddie high fiving me as Danny scowls. I laugh at his silly face and we continue our game, swapping who goes in goals every now and again. I score an absaloute belter when someone claps and cheers and I grin at some guy, who looks awfully like that hot guy. I've seen him going about a couple of times. Hes got a mop of brown hair and lovely pale blue eyes. Wonder if thats his little brother? He must be ages with me, he looks it. I give him a wave and grinning he jogs over.

"Alright lass! Can I join yer game?" He asks and his eyes are literally sparkling with excitement. Its quite pretty.

"Yeah no worries. Whats yer name then?" I ask and sticking out his hand, he smirks at me.

"Liam Gallagher, don't forget it," He winks and I laugh, firmly shaking his hand.

"Jessie, Jessie MacDuff," I grin and Eddie punts me the ball, calling that I'm in goal. When I look back at Liam, I know my own green eyes are sparkling at him. I smirk.

"Think you're any good?" I ask and he smirks back.

"I'll be the best you'll ever have," He says quietly so my nephews don't hear and I burst into laughter, giving him a little shove to which he responds with a wink.

"Yeah yeah, Danny! You're my defender, lets get on with it lads!" I shout and head over to the two jumpers representing our goal posts. I kick the ball to Danny and Eddie goes straight in for the tackle. I laugh at Liam as he gets the ball and Danny clean takes his legs from under him, shock written all over Liam face.

"Should warn ya, we don't play nice!" I grin at him, offering my hand. He laughs, taking my hand and I haul him up, shoving him towards goals. A long and sweaty game later, the boys are complaining they're hungry including Liam.