//countryhuman stories\\

ScotAus (hs au) 7

~at practice~

"Hey Aus!" One of the boys cheered from the sidelines as she jogged up to them all the other boys greeting their little T-M.

"H- hey!" She nervously smiled, pulling up her clipboard and making sure everybody was at practice before they started. "Does anybody need a drink or anything?"

"Yeah, actually," one of the boys called, smiling up at her innocently. "Could you give me a massage later?"

Aus let out a gentle laugh, nodding. "Sure."

"Hey, me too! Think you could stop by my house later?" another asked with a wide grin. "My back realllllllly hurts."

"I'll make it hurt more if you don't know what's good for you." She could hear Scot's quiet voice, and she bit her lip as what had happened earlier flashed through her mind again. She couldn't stop thinking about it, about how it had almost been like one of her fantasies, with Scot holding her and pressing soft kisses against her skin, loving every inch of her.

It definitely affected her. How was Scot able to act so normal?

"--Aus?" The voice brought her back to reality, making her clutch her clipboard against her chest again.

"Sorry, yeah?"

"Could you get the balls from the net?"

She nodded and jogged over as the boys started to stretch and warm up.

It was a very low-key drill today. Everyone was fairly tired, especially some of the boys that had to sit through an exam before coming onto the field. Most of them hated physics, they'd much rather kick a ball around and just be boys, which Aus could understand.

She kicked the balls onto the field. While she wasn't very good at it, the boys didn't seem to care, one of them chasing the other across the field.

She smiled. More to herself than anyone, though, as she emptied the last ball out of the net.

The cheerleaders weren't here. They usually did their practices in the yoga room when the boys did these low-key practices. For once, she was glad to be away from the hot, sweaty room.

Once practice was over, Aus waited by the doors to the boys' locker room, where she could hear several of them talking loudly and just having a good time. Now that was a place to party.

Scot had gotten her attention before practice finished and told her to wait for him-- but why? To talk? To give her something? Or... maybe continue from where they had left off earlier?

Aus quickly shook her head from side to side as she used her hands to cover the blush that rose to her cheeks. Stupid wishful thinking. He was probably going to say that it was all a mistake or something. She was the one who had gotten them into that problem in the first place.

The door opened, and sure enough, Scot's face appeared a moment later, looking at her for a little before she said anything.

"H- hey! Hi. What's... up? You wanted to talk to me?" She felt nervous, like a kid getting in trouble. What the hell did she do? Was he going to confront her about before? Maybe it was because she gave some of the guys back massages as they laid sprawled across the benches like lizards, waiting for their turns. "Did.. Did I do something wrong?" she couldn't help but ask.

Scot shook his head, but that did very little to dampen Aus' worries. "Take me to your apartment."

"What?"

"Take me to your apartment," he repeated himself.

Aus' mind spun. What was he talking about? Was this about earlier?? "What-- what do you mean by that..?"