Disclaimer: I own anything but my love for Samily. This story was based on this video .com/watch?v=MItG7El5DdM so you may want to watch it before you read.
Emily needed a new swim coach, Samara was there to help…
Chapter 1
Emily grabs her towel and slams the locker door, not realizing the blond girl walking through the halls.
Samara gets so scared she rushes to see what that was.
"Hello?" Emily asks, now scared herself, hearing the footsteps nearing her. She thought she was alone.
"Oh, hi," Samara smiles, relieved it was another student, and not some creepy prowler or something. "I'm Samara." She introduces herself.
"Hey, I'm Emily. Sorry if I scared you."
"No, not at all. It's just... I thought I was gonna be the only one at the pool this early."
"Yeah, it is really early, huh? I'm just trying to improve my times, so I figured I should be at the pool as more as possible."
"Yeah, that's pretty much all you need to do. I've seen you at the pool a couple times, you're a great swimmer."
"Well, thanks." She focuses hard on trying not to blush. This girl is cute, and she's actually paid attention to me? "How come I've never seen you at the pool?"
"Hmm, these days I'm trying to coach more than swim. I like to swim at nights, though. It's nice and quiet."
"Oh, so you're the new coach the girls were talking about? Is there any chance you'd take another... well, student swimmer person?"
"Uh, sure!" Samara laughs, amused at how the other girl seems to be a little nervous. "There's some paper work we'd need to fill, but I'd love to help you... with your swimming."
"That is amazing, thank you so much." Emily smiled wide.
"No problem, glad I can help. Can you meet me at the coaches' office around 9?"
"Of course, I'll be there."
"Great, see you then."
As Samara walked off, Emily stopped and stared at the blonde girl a little longer than she should have. She couldn't help but notice her new coach curves. She should be a great swimmer, she totally had the body. Hopefully things would work out, she'd love to see more of her.
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A few hours later, in the coaches' office, Samara was listening to some slow song Emily couldn't quite figure out. She stopped at the door and looked at the girl, humming and, what it seemed like, doodling.
Emily wanted to smile, the curls in that beautiful blonde hair, the sunbeam coming through the window made the girl look so angelical it was breath taking. She thought about Allison for a second, but shook the thought away in the next one. She gave two knocks on the door "Mind if I come in?"
Samara lifted her head, sort of hiding her doodles in the first drawer she found "No, not at all, come in… Emily, right?"
"Yes, Emily Fields. Now much more awake and well, wet," her hair was still wet from the pool and she smelled like chlorine, a smell Samara happened to (awkwardly enough) love.
"Well, it comes with the swimming. Please, take a seat." Samara smiled and motioned for the girl to seat in front of her.
"Thanks." Emily made herself comfortable, placing her bag beside her. "So, I hope it wasn't weird asking you to coach me like that today. It's just, my former coach moved out of town and I was kind of on my own for the past weeks and I really need to improve my times this year."
"No, not at all! Actually I just started last week and I'm not taking his place or anything, but they told me maybe some of the swimmers he was coaching would be looking for me. Like I said, I'm glad I can help. So, any special reasons why you want to improve your times this much?"
"Well, I'm really looking forward to that captain spot, I think I can do it." Emily paused for a second "It's been a bad year and being at the pool and having something to occupy my mind is, I don't know, soothing?"
"Oh. I'm sorry to hear that. Would it be too much if I asked what made this year so bad for you?"
"I lost a friend. They still haven't found her body, but everyone's saying she is dead, her parents moved away and… I guess I'm starting to believe that too."
"Is your friend that girl from 7th grade?"
"Yes, Allison. Allison DiLaurentis."
"Oh, I heard about that. I'm so sorry, I say you shouldn't give up. She could be just, uh… I don't know, taking some time to herself. Which is a stupid thing to say, considering I don't know her and well… I'm sorry, I suck at comforting people."
"It's okay, thanks for trying" Emily gave a half smile "It's just kinda hard for me to think about that sometimes." In that moment Samara fell so much compassion for this girl's pain. She couldn't even imagine how hard it should be to lose a friend like that, not even knowing if she's still dead or alive.
"I'm sorry I asked. Me and my curiosity should just shut up sometimes."
"No, thank you for asking. People these days seem to want to forget she even existed. I know some of my friends… Old friends do." Emily thought about Aria moving away, Hanna being too busy trying to impress everyone and change who she was and Spencer obviously too busy studying every subject she could take.
"I'm so sorry, Emily. But listen, if you ever want to talk, I'm here" Samara said with all the honesty in her heart. Here in front of her was this girl she barely even know and she seemed so alone, why would she be opening up to an almost complete stranger unless she was feeling alone anyways?"
"Thanks, Samara. It's weird, I barely even know you and here I am, opening up my heart." Emily frowned, that was not like her, she didn't used to open up to people like this, but she felt like she could trust Samara.
"That's good, you can trust me. Aaand, I can guarantee you we'll improve your times." Samara tried to cheer up the girl's mood a little bit, putting on her best happy and convincing tone.
"If what I hear is true, I bet you will." Emily smiled back.
"It's not gonna be easy, though. We're talking about early mornings and late nights practices, I'll have to give you a special diet… You have to promise you won't hate me."
"Well, if you're calling me fat already I may hate you a little bit." Emily teased.
"Fat? No! I never said you were fat you look great it's just…" Samara tried her hardest not to blush. "You should eat healthy things, that's all." Samara looked down and started filling the forms, somewhat amused by the teasing.
"Hah, I know, I'm just kidding. But I'll eat healthy and anything else you tell me to do, coach."
"That's good" Samara didn't even look up, still divided between trying not to blush and filling the forms correctly.
After a few minutes of silence, Samara handed the papers to Emily "Ok, my part is done, now we need yours."
Emily took the papers and started reading "Wait, you study here too? I didn't know you were in the Senior year. I thought you were another one of the outside coaches."
"Well, I tend to be discrete and well… I'm not one of the popular girls."
"Yeah, neither do I. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude, it's just… I should have noticed you around. With you and me swimming and everything." Emily tried her best to make it sound not like a lame pick-up line. She was talking faster than she could control her words. She obviously found the girl extremely attractive, 'cause, well, she had eyes, but obviously the girl wouldn't be interested in her. She was older and hotter and… God, her lips were so full and ok, how long had she been staring at them? Oh what, she's talking and I haven't heard a word? Geez, Emily, focus!
"…. So that's probably why."
"Hah, yeah, I guess." Emily was now trying not to blush herself, she kept writing all the information the paper requested, trying to think about anything but those gorgeous full lips. "Okay, I think I'm finished."
"Good. I'll take this to the principal and once he's signed, we can start my magical swimming program. So, my schedule is pretty hectic right now, do you mind taking night lessons?"
"No, not at all. Just let me know when we can start."
"Alright, I'll give you a call, but we'll probably start next week."
"Okay, looking forward to it" Emily felt awkward, she was still thinking about Samara's lips, so she shook the girls' hand, got up and started to leave "Thanks again for doing this."
"Uh, sure, no problem." Samara didn't quite understand what happened there, but thought that maybe Emily was just in a hurry to get to class or something, nothing that she should worry about.
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Written by: ari_dushku and BTVSFan1992