Hi everyone! I'm so excited to start my first story. I use to have an account called goldentopaz but i forgot my password so i'm starting again. This story idea has been in my head for a long time so i thought why not have a go. This chapter is on the short side but i promise it will start getting longer as i continue on. If you have any ideas or even constructive criticism please review! Hope you like it!

Also, side note this was inspired by the story "game plan"

IMPORTANT NOTE: if your already read this chapter when it was first published (June 22nd) i fixed this chapter up and added a bit more too it, so I recommend you re read this. Also I'll try my best to get the next chapter finished by the end of the week :)

The crowd went wild as he scored a goal at the last 34 seconds of the match. Almost everyone was standing up, screaming and cheering for the winning team, as the scoreboard changed from 2-2 to 2-3. Well...almost everyone except the fans of the opposing team, who unfortunately lost. They just sat there dispirited, as they watched the rest of the crowd burst out with excitement and happiness. They continued to cheer and started chanting the name of the person who scored the winning goal. The person who always led the whole team to victory.

Brandon Shields.

The captain of the team. He was no doubt one of the best soccer players in America, in fact he was seen as one of the best in the world.(1) Many guys aspire to be like him, to be as successful and as talented as him. Not only that but he was a very attractive man that every girl fell in love with.

His eyes were like pools of chocolate with flickers of gold and his hair was a dark shade of brown that was always styled messily, yet it somehow made him even more good looking than he already was. He had an athletic built and a jawline sharp enough that it could cut. But there was one thing about him that made people love him. His smile. People would always comment on his smile saying it's a 'million dollar smile'. He was just perfect.

There he stood in the middle of the pitch as that smile formed on his lips, revealing a row of pearly white teeth. He was proud of himself since he scored that goal which made them win. His eyes scanned the crowd, noticing how most of them cheered for him. Running across the pitch he punched the air, full of happiness because of their win. Without warning he was tackled to the ground by five people; Sky, Riven, Timmy, Nabu and Helia. His best friends. Not only were they his best friends but they were also in his soccer team.

They all shared the same passion for soccer when they were kids. In fact that's how they met, at a soccer club when they were 6. Well except for Timmy, his mum forced him to go to the club. Though he hated it at first, he realised that it was as fun as using his computer and all that technology stuff.

They all wished to become professional soccer players, even Timmy. Luckily enough their wish came true when in high school they were spotted by scouts, who offered each one of them a place at one of the top colleges for soccer and so here they are now, winning yet another game.

"Brandon Shields has scored the winning goal!" The commentator yelled, which was amplified by the speakers. Everyone went wild and continued to scream out of happiness.

"I can't believe it! We won!" Nabu yelled, sitting up. The rest of the football team joined them, expressing their happiness and praising Brandon for his last goal. Brandon laughed at his friends enthusiasm. He was proud of himself and his friends. All the training and hard work that they endured everyday paid off, as they were granted a spot in the semi finals.

After the football match Brandon and the rest of his football team claimed their trophy and spoke at the press conference and to tv reporters for a few hours. The press were always obsessed with them, asking them details about their match and about their lives. The guys were always the centre of attention and no one could not know who they were. As much as he loved his job as a professional soccer player he couldn't deny the fact that the interviews and talking to reporters and press was kind of boring and tiring.

It was now 8.35pm, to celebrate their win the guys decided to head to a party hosted by one of their old college mates. They were currently in Brandon's penthouse getting ready. Correction: Brandon was getting ready. He was currently running hair gel through his hair, shaping it to the way he wanted it.

"Will you hurry up already. Brandon why do you need that much hair gel!" Riven sighed. He slouched down into Brandon's sofa, getting irritated by the amount of time his friend has already wasted.

"You can't just rush someone Riven." Brandon replied nonchalantly. He was used to seeing a moody Riven, in fact sometimes he enjoyed seeing his friend irritated from time to time. "Musa's going to be there Riv, so be happy!"

"Shut up." Riven mumbled.

"Both of you just shut up and let's get going." Nabu spoke up.

"Fine"

Brandon finally did his hair, it was styled in its usually messy way but he still looked very handsome. He grabbed his jacket and sighed, "I'm done Riven, you happy now." He sarcastically smiled.

"Very much." Riven said, rolling his eyes.

Just as they were about to leave there was a ring from Timmy's phone, causing the guys-especially Riven-to groan in frustration as they wasted more time.

"Who's that?" Sky sighed

Timmy shrugging his shoulders, fished the phone out of his pocket and answered immediately. It was a rather long call, with Timmy only responding with short replies. After a while he finally said goodbye and ended the call.

"Long story short we can't go to the party." He simply stated, whilst putting his phone back in his pocket.

"Oh you've got to be kidding me." Riven mumbled, sick and tired of this long day already.

The rest of the guys were puzzled on what Timmy said. "Why not?" Helia asked.

"It was Michael. He said we've been invited to some formal party hosted by some important guy, I don't know who though and we have to go." He sighed.

The boys groaned in frustration for the umpteenth time. Michael was their manger, who always told them what to do and what events they should attend and all that nonsense. They had to listen to what Michael tells them to do as he always says 'he knows best'. The guys were still young adults, 26 and 27 to be exact, and Michael was like a father figure to them, helping them through their whole soccer career. (2)

"Why can't we miss it just this once. Those parties are so dead." Riven begged. Out of all the guys Riven hated attending these formal events and parties, they didn't interest him at all. He preferred going to clubs and 'normal' parties with other people his age.

Though Riven hated it the most, all the guys couldn't help but dislike it too but not as much as Riven. To be fair they were still young adults, who are use to going to parties and clubs that are loud, fun and crazy, so it was normal for them to find these events boring. But at the same time they knew it was a good chance to meet and socialise with new people.

"As much as I want to say yes, we can't it will lead to a bad impression." Nabu replied.

Brandon swung an arm around Riven's shoulder. "Come on it won't be that bad." He smiled.

"You were saying?" Riven muttered, facing Brandon. Brandon sheepishly grinned at the fact that he thought it wouldn't be so bad going to this 'party' but the moment he stepped in the room he knew it was going to be boring.

All he could see was people talking and a few people enjoying the very posh classical music being performed. That's it. This was the party...just socialising with others about jobs and business and all that boring stuff.

Sky leaned against the bar, taking a sip from his drink. "I'm sure it will get better later on."

"I could've been with Musa right now and Sky you could've been with Bloom at the party. You and I both know that's better than this so called party." Riven responded bluntly.

"True"

Brandon, paying no attention to the two guys next to him, ran a hand through his brown locks, scanning the groups of people in the room. He had no idea where the rest of his friends were but he knew they were probably enjoying their time here, unlike himself Sky and Riven. His eyes fell upon a tall and slim woman, who had jet black shoulder length hair and piercing blue eyes. She was indeed very beautiful and Brandon being the typical flirt he was, knew this was his one and only chance to get to know her. Her ice blue eyes met with his and she gave him a small wave. That was his cue.

"I don't know about you boys but I'm gonna go get myself a girl." Brandon smirked, nodding his head towards the girl. Riven and Sky glanced at the beautiful woman and rolled their eyes. They were use to Brandon flirting with numerous amount of girls. He did have a few girlfriends from time to time, the longest only lasted 6 months. Sometimes girls would even compete to see who could be with him for the longest. But the thing that Riven and Sky knew about Brandon was that even though he flirted with and dated girls he was never really serious with them. He thought he could love someone but Sky and Riven knew he couldn't because his heart was still in the hands of someone else. Someone who left him 7 years ago...

(1)I'm British so technically it's called football, but because this story is set in America, California to be precise I decided to go with soccer as it would make more sense.

(2)I did reply to one of the reviews saying Brandon was 27 but I changed it to 26 to make him seem more younger. I still put down 27 as some of the other guys are that age.

First chapter done! Very simple and short, i'm just starting slow and it will build up. I know I was suppose to post the second chapter but I wanted to add a little bit more to this chapter and fix it up. The second chapter will be posted by the end of the week I hope.

Also can you guys please review what to call their football team, I have no idea!

I'm so happy to start this journey on writing my first story with you all!

-Goldenxtopaz