Begin Again

Chapter 6

This chapter is dedicated to CALDER_FAN, Happy birthday beautiful! Also, I would like to thank those people who became my friend, read, voted, commented and supported my story. Thank You guys! :D

AVERY'S POV

I lazily dragged myself to the washroom and took a cold shower. Who said it won't wake up your senses?

My dream haunted me every time I close my eyes.

"It's just a dream Avery, just a dream!" I continuously convince myself while hitting my head on the cold tiles of the shower.

"Damn freaking Becky! How dare she crashed in my room and yell at me just like that?!" I practically yelled while I brush my teeth. "I thank her though for waking me up from the nightmare I just had" I shuddered from the thought. It's just too good to be true.

Gawd, it feels so right. What's wrong with me? Seriously. Wet dreams?!

I finished myself up by grabbing a denim skirt, a tank top with a cardigan above and  put my hair into messy bun. I applied some lip balm and checked myself in the mirror for the last time.

"There. That will do" I smiled and grabbed my bag from my table and ran to the door. "See you later mom!" Yeah, that's how good mornings are in this house.

I saw Becky's car parked in front of our porch. My service is waiting.

"Hey" she greeted me.

"Hey my ass, Becks. What the eff?!" I yelled at her.

"Yeah, good morning to you too Ave" I rolled my eyes, dismissing the convo.

Ok. So I actually forgot that today's the first game of the season. That's why she's so excited to wake me up in the morning this early. Again. Hope we win. Man, it won't be nice when we lose this time. We were titled as undefeated last year and it was soooo wow!

Every win entails parties all night. Every host had their houses packed with students and teachers, drinking and games and dancing all night long. Of course, let's not forget the fact that there's always going on upstairs.

The team is always in the school's newspaper. Girls drool over them and dudes even tried getting rid of them. Somehow, they became the talk of the town.

I mean, our players have the skills. Plus. not to mention, how they were being trained daily by Coach Dawson. He's the Incredible Hulk of the school. 

"Becks! Ave! Over here!" Alex shouted, waving her hands up, diverting our attention from looking for some spots to seat in.

"I got you some seats! Come over!" She gestured her hand, signalling us to come to her. I sighed in relief. At least we don't have to climb up. Thank goodness she got some on the lower bleachers.

We sat there excited and mesmerized. Wow! The gym was in full pack and everyone bringing with them some pluck cards and cheering. This is going to be great!

"P.I.R.A.T.E.S...." blah blah blah. I feel awful, I don't even know what our yell is. The gym becomes louder and louder every minute until the announcer spoke. He started introducing the players for each team.

The buzzer started and the tension begun. The game was close and both team were strong and competitive. Not as strong as we are, of course.

The crowd was loud. Every shoot our school made entails a loud cheer. Ha! The guys are enjoying it, I can see.

Perhaps, Mason is having a good time. Damn, how can he be this hot when he's playing? The sexy smirk he made every time he makes a point and how his hair is tousled looks mighty fine on him. Oh gawd, I'm horrible! Stop, Ave, stop!!