"O, please don't make me sit through another one of your stupid soccer games." Clarke groaned as Octavia sat on her dorm room bed, pouting at the blonde.

"They are not stupid! And you're coming, this is my first game since coming to college. Would you really want to miss me showing this college team how it's done?" Octavia smirked with a raised eyebrow. Yes, Octavia was an excellent player and Clarke had to admit that whenever she attended a soccer game to support her best friend, she always ended up enjoying it. Octavia was a strong player, and very technical with the ball. Sometimes Clarke couldn't even keep watch of the ball when it was in the brunette's possession. But soccer was not something that Clarke was interested in and she'd much rather stay in her room and relax with Netflix.

"Ughhh… okay, I'll come to this one game and then you're on your own".

Octavia squealed and leapt off the bed and into her best friend's arms, "I knew you wouldn't miss it!" Untangling herself from the blonde, Octavia grabbed her backpack and headed to the door, shouting over her shoulder "match starts are 6:30!" before slamming the door behind her. With a loud groan, Clarke fell face first onto her single bed and mentally cursed her best friend for ever wanting to participate in such an awful sport. Just then, she was interrupted from her increasingly mean thoughts by her roommate stumbling through the door.

"Whaddup, roomie! Raven's home!" shouted her incredibly outgoing roomie. Clarke had met Raven just two weeks ago when she moved to Boston for college, and they hit it off immediately (mostly due to Raven's persistence) and now she considered Raven her friend, not just a college roommate.

"Hey, Rave, I couldn't ask you a huge favour, could I?" smiled Clarke, with a plan in mind. Octavia had been crushing on Raven since she first met her. Not that she could blame her really, Raven was definitely attractive, and as she studied engineering she was no doubt good with her hands (as O had always made note of mentioning anytime she spoke of her). She had glossy brown hair that always looked impressive even when she just crawled out of bed, and brown eyes to match. The girl also had a great jawline, which O claimed would make a very sturdy place to sit. Along with that, the girl's body was definitely good on the eyes, her arms were toned along with her stomach and legs. Yeah, she could definitely understand O's attraction to her.

"Hm, that depends…" Raven narrowed her eyes at Clarke, and tapped her chin as she pretended to think.

"Okay so, Octavia has her first soccer match tonight and as her best friend apparently I have the obligation to attend and support her but let's be serious, I can't stand soccer. Or any sport actually. So I was wondering if you would give me some company so I don't die of boredom".

"Soccer huh? A group of girls running around in shorts and getting sweaty? You can best your ass I'm coming!" Raven smiled, her face brightening up at the thought. Ugh, how can anyone enjoy soccer?

"You're such a perv!" laughed Clarke, sitting up from her bed as she continued "match is a 6:30 and Octavia will no doubt want us to be there early so let's be ready for about 5:30, I guess?"

"No problem, my last class finishes at 5 so I'll meet you there".

Okay so apparently Boston's college soccer team was incredibly popular considering the amount of people already occupying the seats and crowding around the pitch. Clarke shook her head at the absurdity of it all, it was only a college soccer match. As she scanned the crowd, she finally found Raven not too far away, occupying a seat nearly front row. Clarke internally appreciated the seat she'd picked, knowing all too well that O would appreciate them being so close. Clarke made her way towards the brunette and took her seat beside the girl.

"Did I ever mention how much I hate soccer?" complained Clarke.

"Only like 50 times in the past couple of hours" replied Raven with a sarcastic tone.

"Ugh, let's just get this over with".

It didn't take long for the teams to take their position on the field. Clarke and Raven waved and smiled as Octavia scanned the crowd from her midfield position looking for her friends but was interrupted with the whistle of the referee as the match began. As usual, the match began slowly and Clarke was sure that she might actually die of boredom regardless of the flowing conversation from Raven. With both teams failing to score within the first half hour, Clarke could see the frustration on Octavia's face even from her seat at the side lines.

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Octavia was a passionate player, and put her all into the game and would definitely not settle for anything less than a win. With this mind-set, she put her all into the rest of this first half and throw herself up and down the field. Taking her initiative when she was needed up front or back in defence. The 3 remaining minutes of the first half were announced and Octavia's need for a win urged her on as she threw herself between the player and the ball, a strong shoulder tackle throwing the player off course and allowed an interception from Octavia as she dribbled the ball down field, picking up pace with the ball close to her feet. This was what she was good at, dribbling down the inside line, using her pace to outrun the defence line and crossing the ball with precision into the box, making contact with her teammate's head and crashing into the back of the goal.

"GOAL FOR BOSTON TERRIERS" shouted the announce team and the crowd went crazy. Octavia ran to her teammate, Lexa and jumped in her arms, celebrating as the remaining of their team charged towards them. In the final minutes of the first half, Boston had finally put themselves in first.

With the whistle being blown to end the first half, Octavia made her way back into the locker room with her teammates.

"This is our game, guys! We've only got 1 goal in front but this is our game. They defence line isn't communicating as well as they should, and they players marking me are lacking in speed. Keep sending it down the right to me and I've got it. Lexa, Anya, get to the box as soon as I've got the ball, I'm crossing it for you guys. Get yourselves into space. Echo, Fox, Maya, keep doing what you're doing. I literally have nothing to fault you guys on with that defending. Everyone, just keep the confidence up. WE'VE GOT THIS!" screamed Octavia to finish up, the adrenaline still coursing through her veins from the goal.

"Okay well, I guess my pep talk was unnecessary" said Indra as she entered the locker room. The coach smiled at Octavia, loving the passion she saw from this new player. "I think Octavia summed up everything I was going to say. Keep the pressure up, keep pushing the ball up. Backline, keep shutting them down. Their forwards are fast, and they have good control but they're impatient, they'll make mistakes and I need you to catch those mistakes"

The second half was underway and Stanford were definitely putting their all into this second half. Octavia was putting herself into a defending position more times than she liked, and was growing more frustrated at the lack of chances her team were creating. She was growing sore with the tackles she was making, particularly due to the aggressive tackles she was having to make. But this was what she loved, she loved this game and she loved the thrill of hearing the crowd cheer for them. This was what she loved. Finally, a breakthrough was happening, a long pass from Echo at the left back was heading to the Octavia, she pushed herself into a sprint, catching the ball on her chest and controlling it professionally, keeping it from going over the line. Nutmeging the player in front of her, she ran down the side line where she was at her most dangerous and created an almost identical cross. A defender from Stanford had thrown herself into the box, trying to block the ball from reaching Lexa but the girl was too quick, she got in front of the girl and volleyed the ball into the back goal.

"ANOTHER GOAL FOR NUMBER 5, WOODS FOR BOSTON TERRIERS!" the announcers shouted and the crowd erupted into cheers.

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The game ended 2-0 to Boston and Clarke had to admit, the second half of the game was full of excitement, particularly due to the frustration she saw in her best friend's face most of the time. She and Raven made their way to the parking lot, as they waited for their friend to join them after the match. Clarke knew that there would no doubt be a celebratory party to attend somewhere.

"WOOOHOOOO!" Clarke heard being screamed from the building exit and recognised it straight away as her best friend. She saw the girl jumping around the few teammates that followed behind her, clearly still buzzing from her earlier winning match. As she made her way towards Clarke, she saw the brunette smile grow even wider when she saw Raven standing beside her.

"So, on a scale of 10-10, how amazing was I?" Octavia beamed with her cocky smirk as her eyes ran scanned Raven up and down.

Raven shrugged, "meh, you weren't too bad" she teased. Octavia's mouth dropped open but before she could say anything, a girl came up from behind her, put her arm on Octavia's shoulder and said "I'll have to admit it, Octavia, I couldn't have done that without you".

Clarke was paralysed as she took in the girl standing in front of her for the first time. This girl had definitely been sculpted by gods. Tanned skin, High cheekbones, and strong jaw, piercing green eyes with lashes so dark and long, they casted shadows on her cheeks, her brown hair was braided at the temples and pushed back into a ponytail. As Clarke eyes scanned the girl, she noticed dark patterns around the girl's strong shoulder, and toned arm as she wore a dark tank top, revealing only a small part of the girl's tattoo. The artist in her wanted to sketch those beautiful patterns, wanted to reveal more of the tattoo, for artistic reasons, of course. This girl was gorgeous.

"Thank you, Lexa, at least one of my friends appreciates my incredible talents" Octavia interrupted Clarke's thoughts, as she stuck her tongue out at both her and Raven. Lexa stepped forward, Clarke not missing the way the girl's eyes scanned her body, internally thanking herself for making a somewhat effort by dressing in tight black jeans and a sleeveless tank top, revealing a black bandeau underneath. "Hey, I'm Lexa" she spoke as she extended her hand to Clarke. Fuck, the girl's voice was just as attractive as she is. Quickly composing herself, Clarke took the girl's hand, "hey Lexa, I'm Clarke".

"Clarke" the girl replied not taking her eyes off the blonde, or taking her hand away. Oh fuck oh fuck, she definitely wanted to hear the girl say her name over and over, she made it sound so… good. "I heard you were the cheerleader for us tonight" she continued, with a smirk before taking her hand away and introducing herself to Raven.

"Damn right! I don't just bring my skill to the team, but I've got my own personal cheerleaders. Although, I didn't realise I had an extra tonight. If I knew, I'd have brought you both outfits" Octavia spoke up, eyeing Raven.

Raven snorted, "fuck that, you'd never see me in anything remotely close to a cheerleading outfit"

"You're lucky I'm even here, never mind wearing a stupid outfit for you too! Anyway, does soccer even have cheerleaders?" asked Clarke

"Women's soccer definitely doesn't, which is bullshit. I wouldn't mind a pretty girl cheering for me" Lexa answered, smirking at Clarke the whole time, causing a blush to rise in the blonde's cheeks and neck. Fuck, is she flirting with me? Fuck Clarke, get your act together!

"You keep scoring those goals and you might get a pretty girl to cheer for you" teased Clarke, which got a wide smile from the girl as a reply.

"Hey! They goals wouldn't have even happened if it wasn't for me!" pouted Octavia.

"Don't worry, O. You'll get your pretty girl cheerleader one day too" said Raven, putting her arm around the girl's shoulders, causing Octavia to smile brightly.

"I definitely plan on it" Octavia replied wickedly, definitely planning on it. "Now come on, losers, let's get our party on! We're all heading back to Echo's to celebrate my amazing win"

"Must I remind you who actually scored the goals?" Lexa spoke.

"Yeah yeah, your win too, Lexie. Lets go!"

All three girls rolled their eyes at Octavia as they made their way to Echo's to begin their celebrations. Clarke trying not to think about the gorgeous girl who was walking beside her, or the way her arm kept brushing against Clarke's.