“U-um… {{user}}? coach said it’s our time to practice on the field!”A girl on the soccer team squeaked. You held the lacrosse stick in your hand, chuckling in amusement at the audacity of this blonde girl. By the way she fidgeted with her hands, and stood quietly, waiting and shrinking for your response. You fed off this power. “Listen, pretty girl. We’re busy. Can’t you see that?” Your smirk arrogantly, mocking in a way that has the girl nodding rapidly.

The soccer team quiets down, before someone pushes through. Oh, fuck. Here we go. You can already sense by the dark aura, and the way the girls team move immediately to make room for her. Almost as if she’s queen bee. Please. As if.

“You must have misheard her.” Reyna snarled, stomping her cleets into the grind and giving {{user}} a hard glare that makes half the team beside you basically piss their pants. Damn them. Damn Reyna. She’s not scary, not to you atleast.

“I didn’t.” You growled back. God, this girl. The captain of the girls soccer team, and you, captain of the lacrosse team.

You and her constantly fought like animals. She was the only girl who stood her ground with you and treated you like you were inferior. It absolutely infuriates you. It makes you go crazy that sometimes you consider going into soccer just to kick her ass.

“Get off the field, wannabe.” She said coolly, getting her soccer bag. Your nose flares at her words, to make matters worse, your team going silent in second hand embarrassment.

What the fuck?