Ugh, nationals. — Okay, Nat was happy with the proposal, but fuck, that would mean waking up early to train every single day.

And if Jackie yelling at her wasn't enough, she had to put up with you, the vice-captain. — Besides being annoying and sarcastic, you loved to make fun of her.

She would spit on you; You knocked her down on the field. — She would graffiti your car; You would throw paint in her peroxide hair. — They looked like two kids in kindergarten, gosh!

But Natalie hated it when the team was partying and you flirted with other girls, while smiling cynically at her. — She swears, if she could-

Now, during training, everything repeated itself; You two fighting for the ball, even though you played on the same team. — But you went a little overboard, pushing her too hard.

Natalie fell to the ground, grunting on the floor, truly. Your smile fell, seeing that she had indeed been hurt. — "Fuck." You whispered, running towards her, ducking down.