I don't own Pretty Little Liars
A/N Hey guys! Surprise another new story, it's AU about Em being the Captain and star of the Varsity basketball team and Ali is the head cheerleader. They are childhood friends and are very close with each other's families. Spencer plays basketball with Emily. Aria and Hanna are cheerleaders. Also, I'll update my other stories soon! I just got a Twitter and my user is PLS44444. Oh and Italics are flash backs. So as always fav, follow, and review.
From Ali:
OMG do you see his hair?
To Ali:
Who's?
From Ali:
Sean's
I look up from my phone toward the front of the classroom.
To Ali:
Did he even comb it this morning?
From Ali:
Lol probably not
We are in math class texting since everyone else is finishing the math test. It is the last period of the day thankfully.
From Ali:
Are ready for the game?
To Ali:
Ya you are coming right?
From Ali:
Em, I am the head cheerleader remember, I kinda of have to be there. Besides I would never miss one of your games.
To Ali:
Good cause you are my good luck charm
I look over across the room at her and can she her blush, smiling as she types.
From Ali:
I know since you tell me every game
To Ali:
Because I don't want you to forget that you are MINE not he that shall not be named
From Ali:
Don't start this again Em I like him we're dating
To Ali:
But it's Nick HE'S A MAN WHORE
The bell rings signaling the end of class. Ali looks at me with a sad look before leaving ahead of me. Damn it Emily why did you bring him up,I think to myself before heading out of class.
I change in the locker room into shorts and a t-shirt with my old, but lucky work-out sneakers. I always work out before friday night games with Spencer. We are the "power duo" of the Sharks basketball team or at least that's what the papers call us. The girls varsity basketball program in Rosewood is the best in the state and we are so much better than the boy's team, who are a complete joke. Ali's boyfriend is the captain of the boy's team we've always hated each other since we were little. That's why it breaks my heart to see him with Ali. She chose him over me.
"I love you," I plead there are tears streaming down both of our faces.
"I love you Em. But I love him too." she whippers out, smoothing her hair back. I can see her breath along with mine. We are outside of the school during the boy's game, but before mine she is in her cheerleading uniform a long black military coat covering her. I am wearing my varsity jacket that Ali loves to wear.
"So I love you more, I'll care for more. I'll be there when you can't sleep and need some one to cuddle with, you are my one and only. He has 1 million other girls lined up to be with him. Stay with me Ali, please." I stop my rant. Just by the way she looks at me I know our friendship or whatever we had is over.
"I am sorry I love you, but not in that way." she apologizes tears running down her face,
"Fine." I choke out sternly, turning to walk away from her. Then she speeds up to catch me before I start to walk away.
"Don't go Em you have to play soon." she clarifies holding me by my elbow. I look down at her since I am 5'11 and she is 5'6.
"How can I play my heart out when it just got ripped out of my chest." I tell her with out my voice breaking once.
I keep walking toward my car and get in. I drive off to the Rosewood Bar not far from my house to drink my sorrows away, to drink Ali away.
I get so drunk that I forget my name. I forget who Ali is for a minute. I walk home leaving my car there. I was crossing the street and a car came out of no where and hit me. I break my leg in three different places.
After that all I can remember is being taken to the hospital. I had to have sugary since a part of my bone was protruding out of my calf. Ali tried to visit me the next day, but I told the nurses to not let her in. That happen two years ago when sophomore year began.
I look down at my scar. I have a permeant reminder of that night.
"Hey ready to go?" questions Spencer snapping me out of my day dream.
"Ya c'mon." I say walking toward the exit.
"Here!" I yell at Spencer as I run for a break away. She hurls me the ball, catching it I dribble for an easy lay-up, tying the game 44-44 with only 15 seconds left in the game. The other coach calls a time out. We all run to huddle in with our bench and coach.
"Ok T, guard their point guard number 33. Fields when we get the ball run down for a lay up. If they score Hastings bring the ball up and Smith will set a pick for Fields. Set yourself up for a 3. Got it." she tells us as the referees blow the whistle signaling the end of the time out. "Yes coach!" we say at the same time.
"Ok Sharks on 3..1..2..3!" she yells,
"Sharks!" we scream over the cheering crowd and cheerleaders.
We take the floor in our defensive positions. T guards the point guard, however they past it off to their forward who is somehow open and gets an easy jump shot, making the score 46-44.
"Come on Sharks! Kick there ass!" I hear Ali scream from the crown over the noise. I smile at how into the game she gets. Spencer brings the ball up the floor on que Haley sets the pick and I am running to my favorite spot on the floor, the baseline. I step behind the 3 point arch and Spencer passes me the ball.
Its as if time stops and I see the ball slowly enter my hands. Then I bring my elbow back to shoot, jumping up, what feels like two feet off the ground, releasing the ball into the air. I watch as the ball spins and goes straight into the hoop, making that beautiful swish sound. The clock blares signaling the end of the game. The crowd goes crazy the rest of my team comes over to me making a pig pile on top of me. The cheerleads scream running onto the court too. Once I out from under them. Ali comes over to me jumping into my arms wrapping her legs and arms around me.
"Oh my god Em that was amazing." she whispers into my ear, "I am sorry about earlier today," she continues, I hold onto her tightly not wanting to let go.
"Hey, I am the one that should be saying sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up. I should let you go I am all sweaty." I say into her ear.
"No, I like it when you are like this, you smell good." she murmurs against my skin, which tickles.
"Okay, whatever you say." I respond smiling. We stay like this for a little longer then she releases me.
"I have to go, but we are still on for our Saturday work out right?" she asks,
"Right, see you tomorrow." I say, waving as she leaves.
She waves back and turns her head forward as she walks out the door. God, after all these years I still in love with her, I think to myself. I then walk to the back door down to the locker room.
A/N I hope you like it tell me want you think it the comments or on Twitter! :P I will update Dog Tags this weekend to possibly Hold Me Tight too. Alright is past mid night I have to get to bed.
Until next time ~ Pretty Little Soldier