A/N: So! Ive gotten reviews telling me to keep going so here is another chapter, this story is very near and dear to my heart (so cliche). Not gonna say why but it is lol. Hope you enjoy the chapter and school starts soon so i'll probably lag here and there! Warning.
I do not own SoN.
CH.2- Practice
This morning my alarm went off at 5 AM. The best part about living in a house with a bunch of soccer players from your team is the sound of synchronized alarms blaring at the butt crack of dawn. Practice is in half hour, which is not enough time to wake up, what the heck! I guess wanting to be your best means practice so it's worth it.
Since you know I live with soccer players, let me give you a rundown of who's in which house. There are 14 of us, Ashlyn Harris, Ali Krieger, Alex Morgan, Tobin Heath, Abby Wambach, Sydney Leroux, Carmelina Moscato, Erin McLeod, Ella Masar, Hope Solo, Kelley O'Hara, Megan Rapinoe, Heather O'Reilly, and myself. Luckily, we live in two different places but our houses are right next to each other's.
Heather aka HAO shares a room with me. Tobin and Alex share another room. Ashlyn and Ali share another room. Carm and Megan share the last room in our house. Next door, Abby and Syd share one room. Hope and Kelley share a room. Erin and Ella share the last room there. The funny part is that we're a mixture of soccer girls from UCLA and USC.
Ashlyn, Ali, Alex, Tobin, Kelley, Abby and I are UCLA. Hope, Erin, Ella, Syd, Carm, Megan, and Heather are USC. You should see how competitive and crazy we get when game time comes for UCLA vs USC.
I groaned when my alarm kept going off. My alarm is across the room. It's there so that I actually get up to go turn it off because if it's next to me. I'll never wake up because I'll just shut it off. When I finally decided to get up, I walked over and slammed my hand down on my alarm.
"Just shut up oh my gosh!" I groan. I rub my eyes then walk around my room to see what to wear. I quickly get dressed, deciding to postpone a shower since I'm going to get sweaty at practice anyways. I walk over to the bathroom in my sports bra and some sweats. Everyone's alarm who is on my team, is still going off. I shake my head knowing I'm going to have to wake them up.
Before I do that I get my toothbrush ready and start to brush my teeth as I walk along the hallways.
"Tobin, Alex, get your ass up!" I yell, banging on the door.
"Ugh, we're up!" Tobin shouts back. I roll my eyes then walk across the hall to Ashlyn and Ali's room.
"Yo lovebirds, wake up!" I shout, kicking the door.
"We got it!" Ali yells, I chuckle when I hear whispers from the inside as they argue about wanting to cuddle.
I walk back to the bathroom and finish getting ready. By the time everyone is up and ready, I have water set out on the counter for each of us and some fruit and a slice of wheat toast with peanut butter on it for everyone.
I look up when I hear shuffling. Slowly all my teammates walk out and grab what's theirs off the counter.
"Jesus, at least wake up so you're not a zombie." I laugh, walking over and grabbing my stuff.
"Shut up" Ashlyn says, taking a bite of her toast.
"Thanks mom." Alex says, taking a bite of her fruit.
"Yeah, you're welcome." I say, "HAO, Carm, Megan, we're leaving! Don't forget to lock up when you guys go!" I yell out to the USC players.
"Have a nice practice!" HAO shouts back.
"Come on." Tobin says, leading us out the door. I look around and see how we're all wearing oue soccer sweats and our team sweater.
"Oh God we're all matching." I laugh, taking a bite of my apple.
"Don't point it out or else I'll go back and change." Ali says as we wait outside for Kelley and Abby. Minutes after walking outside, Kelley and Abby came out looking worse than the other four.
"Shut it Carlin." Kelley hisses.
"I guess you don't want your water, fruit or toast with peanut butter then." I smirk, holding up both hers and Abby's food.
"Give me that." Kelley glares, snatching the food and water from my hand.
"Thanks mama Carlin." Abby says, taking the other food and water for her.
"I'm not a mom." I groan, starting to walk with everyone to the soccer stadium.
"You're totally the team mom." Ali comments with a laugh, making everyone else laugh.
"Shut up" I shake my head before taking a sip of my water. "Hurry up before we're late and have to run extra." I say.
"Totally the team mom." Tobin says under her breath. I hear giggling behind me after Tobs comment and I couldn't help but chuckle at my teammates.
After an hour weight training and conditioning in the fitness room, Coach Kina made us go to the stadium where they have the basketball courts so we can do some running and training in there.
"Listen up!" Coach shouts at us, causing all to huddle around her. "The women's basketball team will be in here soon so we're going to split the gym in half and do some training. Cut the gym in from hoop to hoop, one side is the yoyo test, and on that same side, some of you will be running up and down the aisles of stairs at the bleachers. The other half will be the goal keepers doing some training on part of the court and the other side of the court is going to be all on controlling the ball with juggling with a partner. After, we're going to play soccer tennis! Forwards on the stairs, keepers you know where to go midfielders on the yoyo first, and back line defenders on juggling!" Coach dismisses us and we all separate to the spots we should be at.
After two hours of switching circuits multiple times so everyone did everything at least once if not twice, we decided to play soccer tennis to somewhat cool down. We got to pick our teams, it's usually five on five but we had to expand the amount this time since it was one big court.
It was upper classmen versus lower classmen. The games we played were intense! First, lower class won, then upper class, and now it's a new game. Everyone is super competitive which makes the game that much more fun.
I don't normally do this but when I do people know it serious. I took off my shirt and tucked it into the front of my shorts so it was hanging down. Instantly, everyone even the coaches on my team started oohing.
"Oohhhh Spencer Carlin has no taken off her shirt! Everyone, it's getting serious!" Abby shouts into her hand as if she was holding an invisible microphone.
"Dude, it's been serious." I say with a laugh. I look down at my body to see a six pack. I don't like to flash my body around that. I don't know why but I just don't like to. So it's rare for me to just look down and admire myself. I'm proud of my body, it shows a lot of work from training.
Sara, one of the freshmen on the team, extended her leg enough to barely tap the ball over the net. As usual, my natural save the ball instincts kicked in and dove for the ball. Once I felt the ball touch my hands, I pushed it up and hit back over the net before I hit the ground.
"Hey! Hands!" The entire lower class team yelled. I quickly got up and brushed myself off.
"That's so unfair! I'm a goalkeeper! What do you expect?" I shouted back with a smirk.
"Um for you to play fairly!" Andrea a sophomore forward shouted.
"Ok ok I'm sorry." I say, putting my hands up in surrender.
"Sorry Carlin but lower class gets a point." Coach Kina says. The entire lower class team cheered while the upper class booed me.
"Be quiet, just continue!" I yelled at my team. Immediately, the game started back up, everyone on the lower class team rotated so Keelin, a sophomore, kicked it over for the serve. I wanted to make up for the point I gave away so I ran and jumped up to head the ball down. Luckily for me, I hit it perfectly and spiked it down with my head, giving us a point. Right away my team cheered and the lower team booed.
We heard footsteps and chatter starting to fill the stadium that didn't belong to any of us. Our heads snapped towards the sounds to see the women's basketball team starting to fill up the gym.
"Alright, time to get your stuff and leave, basketball girls got to practice too!" Coach Tim shouts. Everyone groaned and whined as some helped put the net away and everyone else started to grab their stuff. I grabbed my soccer bag and put it on my back. I chugged down a water only to choke when I heard the familiar voice of the girl from the night before.
"Don't die." The mystery girl chuckles as she walks towards me.
"Hey unknown, didn't expect to see you so soon." I smile, adjusting my bag.
"Nice body you got there, trying to be one of those. 'I'm a badass with rock hard abs, want to feel?' type of girls?" She asks.
"Don't worry babe, I already know you want to feel." I say with a wink.
"You're an ass." She says with a smirk.
"Just for you." I smile, "So do I get your name yet?" I ask.
"Nope." She says with a wide smile.
"Hey," I shout to the girl I saw walk away from the mystery girl when she walked up. "What's her name?" I ask.
"Don't answer Milly!" Unknown orders the girl.
"For that I'm telling her!" Milly shouts back to unknown, "Her name is Ashley Davies." Milly smiles before walking away, dribbling the basketball in her hands.
"I hate you!" Ashley shouts.
"I love you too!' Milly shouts back, causing me to laugh.
"Well Ashley," I say, emphasis on Ashley, "I'm glad I know your name. Next I just need your number." I smile.
"Maybe in a year." She says, "Or never"
"Ouch, that hurts Davies." I laugh.
"Good. I got to go practice now and your team is leaving." She points to my team who Is exiting the stadium.
"Have fun, later Ash." I wave then turn to run off after my friends.
"Later, wait what's your name?!" She shouts after me.
"Unknown!" I shout back with a smirk, leaving the gym with only thoughts of Ashley Davies before my classes.
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