Once Upon A Soccer Match...

Prologue

Nathan walks down the hallway, a herd of his jock friends at his sides and his arm wrapped around some cheerleaders waist. He's laughing at a joke his mates said.

"Oh crap. I left my football in the sports hall. I'll see you guys in class." He says frustrated and unwraps his arm from the blondes waist and jogs to the sports hall. When he opens the door, he is surprised to see an unfirmiliar girl doing kick-ups with his ball.

Firstly, he is mad that some girl is using his ball, but when the girl doesn't stop doing kick ups after about twenty, he watches her amused. He had never seen a girl do so many kick ups. Hell, he hasn't seen his younger sister do half those kick ups and she goes to a soccer club.

Nathan walks into the room but his hand slips from the doors handle and makes a loud slamming noise, informing the mysterious girl that someone has entered the room.

Just ten more Jemma thinks to herself, keeping good control of the football. Just when she has three kick ups left until she has reached 100, the doors slams loudly, catching her off guard and the ball goes in the wrong direction, rolling off somewhere in the big sports hall. But Jemma doesn't care. She is more concentrated on the guy wo has just walked into the hall.

"Hey." He says casually, smirking at her while his eyes travel up and down her body. She rolls her eyes at him and goes to pick up her backpack from the nearby bench.

"Sup." She replies, giving him the greeting she usually gives to people. Nathan is surprised that she hasn't answered him in a flirtatious kind of way and just said "Sup" like his mates did.

"Enjoying yourself?" He asks, his eyes landing on her face. He is surprised by how gorgeus this girl is. She has bright blue eyes, which are currently filled with amusement and jet black straight hair which is straightened and chopped into layers, framing her heart shaped face. She also has an olive complexion and a slim figure.

"Yeah. Your ball?" She asks jogging up to the football which has rolled to the left side of the hall. He nods and she kicks the ball straight into his outstretched arms.

"Nice kick." He compliments this stranger. She smirks back at him and walks towards him.

"You like soccer?" She asks while putting her hair up into a messy bun.

He chuckles "You have the best player at Maystone High standing right in front of you." He says. Although this statement has a double meaning, he is sure the stranger in front of him is oblivious to that.

"Cool story bro." She says, brushing past him and out of the huge room.

Nathan is surprised that this girl didn't try to keep up the conversation and just walked past him as if he was any other guy she woud met in the street. Come on! This guy in Nathan Force! He is the most wanted guy in Maystone High and everyone knows that. With his grass green eyes and dirty blonde hair. The smirk that is known to most of the schools population, and the abs that are known to most girls.

He runs out after her to see her making her way in a random direction. "Hey, where you going?" He shouts after her.

She turns around and smirks at Nathan. "Reception. Do you know where it is?" She asks.

"Of course I know. Want me to show you?" He asks, walking up to her. She nods and they both walk in the opposite direction to where Jemma was going.

"What's your name?" He asks curiously, taking a peep at her.

"Jemma. Yours?" She asks politely.

"Nathan."

That is when Nathan notices Jemma's style. She has skinny jeans on which are tighter at the bottom and gradually getting looser towards the top. She's also wearing a 3/4 sleeve top which is checkered with a zip up jacket on top. To finish off the look, she has some black slip-on vans on.

"You're new here." Nathan states more than asks but nevertheless, Jemma nods.

"Just moved from the UK. I was bored of the rain." She chuckles, remembering how she would spend everyday inside, wishing she could go outside and play football.

"Oh." He says, amused.

"So, does this school have a girls soccer team?" She asks, curious to find out more about the school.

"Nah. There wern't enough girls that play so the school called it off." He says shrugging.

"Shit." She mutters. Nathan looks at her surprised. She looks to him but doesn't seem to realise what she had just said.

"I guess I'm going to have to make up a team then." She says confidently. Nathan starts laughing his head off.

Jemma just stares at him, amused. "What's so funny?" She asks obliviously.

"There is no way you will get enough girls to make up a soccer team. In this school, you wouldn't get half of the amount of girls needed for a soccer team." He says, still smirking at Jemma.

"Well, I guess I'm just going to have to train with the guys." She says thoughtfully.

Nathan starts chuckling and shaking his head. "I don't think so."

Jemma raises her eyebrows at him "And why is that?" She asks, crossing her arms.

"Guys are stronger, faster and more athletic than girls." He says confidently.

"Haha, We will see about that." She says smirkin at him. She then walks away.

I'd tap that, Nathan thinks as he walks off in the opposite direction.

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