A.N. I can't wait to get writing, but first I'd like to thanks to HOA LOVER, random girl, gest, stories254, Guest, and HopeSibunaFabinaForever for reviewing the filler chapter of this story, which was posted only to see if there would be a following, and there was! I really hope you enjoy, please alert the story right now, and read the end author note for this story's tradition for couples!

Nina's POV

This was going to be an insane week. I get out of the car, kissing my Gran on the cheek, and as I walk up the long path leading to our team's stadium, I really start to get excited.

I like to play soccer over the summer, when I'm home. And I've been on the junior team for three years, and even though they're friends with each other all year, and I'm not, I'd found my place on the team. Unfortunately though, I have to move up to the senior team because of my age, even though everyone on the team is still a little bit older than me. I'm not complaining, I'm excited, I've just only known these people for a few weeks, which essentially means not at all.

Our junior and senior teams were going to this crazy event called Jewel week. It's an entire week of soccer tournaments just for kids in middle school and high school, and it's held at a college campus about ten hours away from our city.

As I walk into the stadium, I found about 50 people buzzing around the field, checking people in, piling bags to be packed, talking, screaming, hugging, and everything else. I've been here 40 seconds and I'm lost. I go over to the check in table, answer a few questions, and hand over my bags to be put on our bus.

I went to try to find one of my friends from the junior team, Alana, who's a year younger than me.

Alana's a girl on the shorter side with shoulder length glossy dirty blonde hair, and a very athletic figure.

She says hi to me, and goes back to talking to her best friend who's also moving up to the senior team, her name is Natasha. Natasha is a few inches taller than me, and a little bigger, but is by no means overweight. She's got a lovable, bubbly personality, and has brown hair that falls about mid-back. Since I've been on her team in the last few weeks, I've become better friends with her, almost more so than I have with Alana, who I've known for two years.

Just as it looks the coach is getting up on the podium to talk to all of us, I see Erin and Michael walk in. They're together, I think. I can't keep track of a bunch of people I've only known for a few weeks, but they are pretty cute, I must admit. He's tall with curly black hair, and she's average height, with hair that was definitely not a natural red. I've heard a few things like it's assumed they're together, but again, I'm not sure. I'm just going to go with, "They're together." It's easier.

"Attention!" A loud squeak caught my attention as the coach tried to turn on the microphone. We all covered our ears and made funny noises, just like always, and he turned around to figure out what was going on. I turned around and saw Dylan, who's on the senior team, but I've known him since last year's season, and he's two or three years older than me. Actually, everyone that I've mentioned other than Alana and Natasha are, but I'm trying to get to know the older kids better. The senior team is just divided like that. You're either a freshman or a senior, and I don't get that, but right now, I'm a freshman. The coach interrupted again, for real this time, and started giving us the typical "Pre trip speech."

"Hello teams! Please gather around!" Slowly, we did. "I don't know about you, but I'm psyched to go to Jewel week for the first time ever!" That earned some applause. "Okay, we're going to get on the buses out there in about 20 minutes! We'll arrive at about 6:00 in the morning, and we'll have most of tomorrow to explore the campus until opening ceremonies start! Just a few reminders now!"

He looked down at his clipboard, stuffed with about 40 different papers. He flipped through a few of them than looked back up.

"Okay, please remember to keep any phones with you at all times during the event in case of an emergency, but we're going to try to keep them off, right? Let's focus on being at the tournament?" There was a low mumble of un enthusiastic agreement.

"Also, if anyone finds this interesting, there are going to be campfire pits spread out around the campus every night, and we can all go out there and make smores!" That got an excited noise from the group, and Natasha whispered to me,

"And lots of talking." I smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Okay! That's all I got! We won't find out our game schedule until we're there, so let's go!" Everyone stood up and cheered, still hanging around, getting ready to leave. Just as I looked back at the door, Mariah walked in, one of the seniors on our team. One of the few I know pretty well. Her blonde hair was straightened, and she smiled at the lady at the check in table, and as she was about to go deal with her bags, Dylan, who had been standing on the opposite end of the field, ran over very quickly to go "Say hi" to her, smiling a giant grin, her doing the same back. They hugged, and talked for a few minutes. His grin was almost getting creepy big… Was I missing something here? I know they're not together but...

After another few minutes, one of the assistant coaches came to get us all onto the buses. I had to say goodbye to Alana, the junior and senior teams were going on separate buses. Natasha and I sat next to each other. And then, Mason came on the bus. He's kinda wild, probably standing about 5" 9', messy black hair, and he's always something a little bit insane. And, if you're asking, he's on the senior side of the team. He gets a seat by himself, but about 30 seconds later, Kim walks on the bus. She's actually probably about 5"1', but she's got long, blonde hair that's kind of frizzy, and very curly. She seems to be one of the few that has slipped between the boundaries and is part freshman- part senior. She's on the quiet side, but when she's with her friends, she's not quiet at all. And when she's with Mason, she's a different person entirely. Bold and silly, but most importantly, she smiles. I don't think they're together… yet. But I look around our bus as we get ready to leave, with everyone sitting together, or talking to someone, and I realize that I didn't know what was going to happen this week. No one did.

A.N. Okay, if you love music as much as I do, there's a song for everything! So right now, I'm going to list off all of the couples that apply to the story, and it's your job to find a song that applies them as of the end of this chapter. I'll tell you who wins by which one fits the best! Thank you so much for reading!

Mason/Kim:

Dylan/Mariah:

Erin/Michael:

More are being added soon! ;)

~JaylaHeart