Chapter Four
"Raya wait up!"
I turn around to see Belle Moore, a girl from my French class walking my way.
"Oh, hi Belle!" I say and smile at her, she returns it and when she's next to me we continue walking towards the soccer field.
"So how are you liking Essex so far?" she asks me, .
"It's great, people here are really nice." I reply as we make our way onto the stands and we sit down next to each other in the third row. The lads on the team are warming up and I find Niall kicking the ball around with another boy who I think is also in calculus with me. He sees me and waves over to where I am, I smile and wave back along with Belle.
"I didn't know you were friends with Niall," she says after he goes back to warming up, she turns to face me.
"Erm, yeah I am. I didn't know you were either." I reply kind of awkwardly, I've never seen them talk or anything before.
"He hasn't talked about me at all?"
"No..." I trail off a bit.
"That's weird, he must of forgotten to mention me."
"Maybe," I pretend to become very interested at the team, this is starting to become a very weird conversation.
"Why are you staring at him?" she snaps at me, I look at her shocked.
"I'm just watching the team warm up!" I defend myself she just glares at me, she gets up from her spot on the bench.
"Stay away from Niall," she seethes and walks to the other side of the stands and sits down in front.
I just stare after her in question, what the hell just happened?
I look back to the field to see that the other team just arrived. I look at them, they look like pretty tough competition. As the team passes ours, they send each other cold glares. They get to the other side of the field and start stretching and warming up.
Ten minutes later, I am snapped out of my daze by someone blowing a whistle, signalling the begining of the game. I look out to see Liam on the field with a reffaree's shit on and the whistle around his neck. That shirt fit him nicely. Okay woah Raya where did that come from? I shake away the thought and look back to the field, both teams are set up and I see that Niall is on offence. The whistle blows once more and everyone is put in motion, let the games begin.
There is about two minutes left in the game and both teams are tied 2-2. The other team gets the ball and the guy starts dribbling to the goal but then number 9 on the Essex team intercepted and got the ball and dribbled up field. Some guy on the other team tried blocking him so number 19 passes it to Niall, who stopps the ball and dribbles it to the net, some defense come at him but he dodges them and then kicks the ball. Scoring.
I stand up with the rest of the crowd and cheer, Liam blows the whistlle signalling end of the game. Everyone in the stands run down to congratulate the team and I run straight to Niall who picks me up and twirls me around.
"We won!" He yells and hugs me again, I laugh and hug him back. He lets go and beside him is Belle expecting a hug but he just walks past her and goes to cheer with the rest of the team. Belle shoots me a glare and stomps away. I turn back to everyone else and continue clapping completely unaware of the student teacher sending a glare to my best friend.
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