Rhian's POV
The drive is a short drive from my house. When I pulled into her driveway, all of these cars appeared.
"This is more than your family and the girls"
"Opps, I forgot to tell you that Killian's soccer team was also going to be here."Harlee takes me to her room, so she can change. I take off my jumpsuit and heels. Harlee puts on a black bikini that has white trim.
When we went out back she introduced me to her parents Thorin and Lauryan. They are the nicest people ever. Lauryan gives me a giant hug and tells me I am welcome anytime.
There were a lot of people around and Harlee tried to introduce me to all of them. Most of them came up to me and asked if I wanted a drink. I've never even had a drink, or been to a party. But all the girls had a drink in their hands. Rheagan has always been the party girl.
"Rhian grab a drink and get your cute tan skinny ass in the pool for some volleyball." I heard Harlee yell at me.I walked over to the cooler and picked up something called a Mike's hard watermelon lemonade, then headed for the pool.
I walked over to Harlee who was talking with a couple of the guys from her brother's soccer team. One of them she was standing really close to. I wonder if she was dating him, but didn't want her brother to know.
"Guys this is Rhian, she just moved here from Florida, and is the newest to the team. So be nice to her." She told the guys. They introduced themselves while everyone was getting ready for volleyball in the pool.
"Harlee, I'm not very good at volleyball." I told her.
"Stand in the back with me and you will be fine. That ball hardly even comes back here." She told me as we walked to the end of the pool.
Coach was serving the ball, and it almost hit me. That fucking asshole.
"Killian just wants you to be in the game, so put your drink down and get into it." She yelled to me.
Killian looks even better with his shirt off. His tattoos made him so much fucking hotter. I couldn't get him out of my mind or stop staring. I have to shake the thoughts of him doing things to me out of my head.
I got into the game and when it was my turn to serve, it didn't even make it over the net.
"Lunch is ready, get your crazy drunk asses out of my fucking pool and eat. I cooked for an Army so I want it all gone by the time you guys leave my house." Thorin yelled.
The boys got out of the pool and ran over to the food table like a herd of fucking animals who haven't eaten in months. Harlee and I were the first girls to get food. It was about time, I was starving, and I grabbed as much food as I could fit onto my plate. I ended up eating a hamburger, potato and macaroni salad with baked beans, a little piece of chicken and some fruit. Harlee was surprised that I ate everything on my plate.
"Damn girl you can eat a lot." Harlee said surprised
"Always have, always will. I love food, and I stay in shape so I can eat anything I want.After everyone ate lunch, all of us girls headed back to the school to finish tryouts. Coach Dawes's team joined the tryouts, which was actually fun. It was like playing an actual game. We did different drills and things that high school doesn't usually do in games, which was cool and hopefully going to win us some games. When it was time for cuts Coach was going to have to cut at least 14 girls, which would make 17 girls on the team including me. Harlee was a given to be on the team, but she wasn't chosen until last. We practice for the next seven days non stop, basically from dusk to dawn. The team needed to be ready for our first game, and we were getting there. Harlee and I are the only girls who really listen to Coach. They think he is a friend and don't have to listen to him because he is close to our age. I think Coach has finally had it, when he blows his whistle and yells "if you girls don't listen to me or do the things I am asking you to fucking do I will tell the athletic director that you guys are forfeiting the season.
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