- Simply You -
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My brand new story! Isn't it awesome? :P Yeah. I know it is.
So, this is my ReidOC idea I was talking about in Chasing Purple.

Uhm. ANYWAY. I'm still very new to this. And I've never actually tried anything like this considering my other story, Chasing Purple, involves around a TylerOC romance, so this is still very new to me. Reviews, and criticism is much appreciated.

Also, every time you review-- I give you a snippet of any future chapter, so review, people! ;DD
Annnnnnnnd if you want to see pictures of the girls-- go to my profile!

Oh. Before I forget-- this story is around the boys junior year, alright? So there's no Chase, Sarah, or any of that.

Alright. I kept you long enough! Onto the chapter! :P

Disclaimer: Nope.


"Gah! I am so excited!!" Avery White exclaimed loudly throughout Spencer's cafeteria, making few heads turn, hey, it wasn't everyday White was yelling. Avery beamed, popping her soccer ball up in the air with her hands, not paying a bit of attention to her surroundings.

"Excited for what?" a mischievous voice behind her asked, and Avery didn't even have to turn around to know who it belong to-- Brooke Smith, of course. Her partner in crime, best friend, sister, and "Ohmygod. I soooooo do not know her!"

Brooke titled her head, taking a seat next to her brunette friend in the cafeteria, shaking her head inwardly after spotting the already two large cups of coffee littering around best friend. Avery could deny it all she wants, but she was addicted to that shit.

Avery grinned happily, "Soccer, of course!" she stated in a 'duh' voice, and Brooke nodded her head mockingly, causing Avery to roll her eyes playfully.

"You would think you would be over that by now…" Brooke trailed off, slinging her tote bag onto the table-- wads of paper falling off onto the table in the process. Brooke was a slob, she knew, did she care? Nope.

Avery smiled wide, "When soccer is concerned, nada!"

Brooke didn't answer her, she just furrowed her brows, and dumped her tote bag all over on the table. Money, paper, pencils, a couple of books, and a bunch of other junk spattered all across the table.

Avery blinked. "Could you be anymore messy?"

Brooke shrugged, "Probably." she than bit down on the bottom of her lip, searching through her stuff.

"Whatcha tryin' to find?" Avery asked curiously, sitting down her soccer ball to peak over Brooke's shoulder.

Brooke sighed in defeat, "My history homework…" she trailed off, stuffing her stuff back into her bag quickly, she turned to Avery with a pleading expression, "Can I copy yours? Because I lost mine…" she scratched the back of neck cheekily, not at all embarrassed, it was pretty typical of her anyway.

Avery rolled her eyes, shrugging, "I don't care-- just change up a few words, yeah?"

Brooke beamed, and Avery went back to bouncing her soccer ball on her knees, leaving Brooke to do whatever-- most likely corrupt innocent bystanders, but whatever. Her thoughts admittedly drifted to soccer; soccer was her everything, basically. Besides schoolwork, and busting her ass to get the best grades-- it was her number one priority. She loved it so much, and she was extremely excited for this year's soccer team-- starting in a couple of weeks.

She was so lost in her thoughts, she barely noticed that her soccer ball had went out of it's steady bounce, and hit Reid Garwin in the face as he just walked by with a tray of lunch in his hands.

"HOLY SHIT!" he cursed, his tray of food now degraded on the floor, as his hands cupped his nose. It was already starting to swell, Avery noticed.

"I am SO sorry!" she exclaimed, jumping up to help him, Brooke's laughter wasn't exactly helping the situation either.

"If my beautiful nose is broke, I swear-- it's your life, White." the blonde growled, and Avery gnawed on her lip.

Well, shit.

-

"Going to go see Reidy-poo?" Brooke's teasing voice filled Avery's ears, as she felt her best friend walk up beside her. Brooke's tall frame almost towering over her small one.

Avery ignored her for the most part, shifting her books in her arms. It was after classes, and she hadn't seen Reid since this morning. She really hope she didn't do too much damaged; she already felt guilty and embarrassed enough.

Brooke pouted beside her, "Aw, where's the crazy Avery from this morning?" she asked, whining, and Avery rolled her eyes. Brooke could be so childish at times.

Pushing her glasses up on her nose, Avery sighed, "Shut it, Brooklyn," she hissed, starting to get aggravated, she was stressed out for the most part, and Brooke wasn't helping anything. "I have a headache, and after I check up on Reid - stop giving me that look - I'm going to call mom, and go to sleep." was her firm reply before she turned up her nose, and left Brooke in the hallway.

Brooke behind her, rolled her eyes, and crossed her arms over her chest, pouting again. God. Avery could be so serious. The only time she wasn't uptight was when soccer was concerned.

Sighing, the auburn haired girl shifted her tote, and went off to her dorm room; shared with Kira Snider. Lucky her.

Not.

-

Avery knocked on the door again, hoping this was the right one. The blonde girl in the hallways said so, but no one was answering it, so she wasn't sure if it was or if it wasn't.

Knocking once more, the dark haired girl was just about to give up until a voice behind her told her otherwise.

"Looking for me?" was the smooth reply behind her, making her jump just about two feet in the air.

Avery turned around, blushing, "Er…" she looked up towards Reid, who seemed to be okay for the most part-- his nose was a bit red, and the swelling seem to have gone down, so it wasn't damaged much.

"Speechless? I know-- I would be to in my presences." he gave her a drop-dead gorgeous smile, and Avery couldn't help but feel utterly disgusted. She had heard the rumors of Reid Garwin being an absolute cocky prick, but still.

Finding her voice, Avery straightened herself up to her full height, and said, "Uh… right. I was just checking to see how your nose was…" she trailed off, blushing a bit, and Reid leaned against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.

"I'm fine," was his reply, Avery nodded, which followed the two into awkward silence.

"Uhm… well, I'm going to go. Tell me if you need anything," Avery said after a couple of moments, turning around to leave until Reid caught her around her wrist.

"Wait-- there is something." he gave her a flirty smile, and Avery wished she could take that back.

"Y-yeah?" she asked, stumbling onto her words at his smile, which only seem to give him an ego boost.

"Be my girlfriend."

Say WHAT?!