The All-Star (Camila/You)

Chapter 4

A/N: Do y'all want them to be friend or foe? 

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Lauren and I were on our way to the practice field jamming out to some Chris Brown.

It was what was on the radio.

We had spent the remainder of the morning stretching and taking a nap.

I felt a bit tight from the weight training and didnt want to risk it.

Pulling up to the field I felt myself get goosebumps.

I will never get tired of the feeling you get before you play.

Collecting our cleats, a soccer ball and drawstring bags we made our way towards the benches that were open.

Sitting down I slipped on my cleats before adjusting my socks.

I was happy that we were sponsored by Nike as it was the only brand I would wear athletic-wise. 

Each season we would get new cleats and two pairs of tennis shoes. 

Saving me a couple hundred dollars.

Thankfully, our program had good taste for design also so we got pretty classy looking merch. 

Standing up I stretched my limbs while waiting for Lauren to finish tying her laces. 

It was only 11:50AM.

Lauren soon stood up as we nodded towards each other insinuating to begin doing the light warm-up jog round the field. 

We are usually very competitive with one another but knew warm up wasn't the time to flex. 

Halfway round the first lap I saw the Cuban descending the small hill with her cleats in hand. 

I was happy to see that she had taken my advice especially on the first day. 

As we were passing the benches where the Latina was now getting situated I spoke up. 

"Good to see you took me seriously," I shouted.

Looking up slightly as she was tying her laces, "Anything to impress the coach."

Nodding at her response we continued the second lap.

Once we concluded the run we stretched our limbs for around 10 more minutes before collecting the ball. 

Setting up 30 feet from one another we began passing the ball on the ground getting used to the field. 

Not long after the Cuban joined forming a triangle. 

Being a Center Half long balls were my forte. 

It was clear that this was not something Camila was as confident with as her passes would be a couple feet off either side. 

Lauren being the midfielder felt fairly comfortable with it. 

Taking the intensity up a bit i began pinging the ball with my laces adding some power to test the new forwards first touch. 

The ball was travelling fairly fast yet the petite woman was able to easily bring it under control and direct it towards Lauren with the same touch. 

Smirking at her, "great touch Cabello."

She just shrugged as she was growing more comfortable with our technique. 

"Bring it on," she playfully threw back. 

Ahh so she does have some tenacity in there. 

After around 30 minutes of passing with one another it was nearing the time where the remaining players would be turning up so we moved towards the nearest goal post.