Have you ever learned something from a bad relationship. Well I have and that was if their a star of a team they're probably something that wrong with them. I mean I'm not one to judge but from my experience with these type of guys this statement was true. I don't mean the guys who are really good and play for a goood club. I mean the players that everyone wants to see. The best of their respected clubs and are known around the world. For me these were common guys because they were who I was around most of the time. They understood my schedule and knew my love for thegame. Also they were so busy with their own schedules that they didn't realize I was never home. I got this thought when i was waiting because was stupid enough to forget my key to the room.
I was stuck outside in a hallway in nothing but a towel. I mean i know I'm unlucky sometimes but this really takes the cake. Now I couldn't remember what room my brother was in. Then I remembered Jay's room is just across the hall from me.
"Jay are you in there?" I knocked on the door feeling pathetic. I was just hoping no one walks by to see this. Still no answer, I knocked on it harder hoping he was just in the bathroom, and didn't hear me the first time.
"Jay come on, I got locked out and all I have is a towel around me." Wow I was really sounding pathetic. Then of course I heard someone was coming down the hallway towards me. They weren't speaking loudly so I knew it wasn't someone on our team. Great the first time a stranger would ever see me is in a towel outside of someone's door. I couldn't stand to see the people so I turned my back and tried to act like I didn't know they were there.
"Hello do you need help?" The accent that the voice was laced with had to be someone from Germany. This was going to embarrassing in three days when we play them. The worst part is that all the players are one this floor and the coaches and most of the staff are on the floor above us. So this was probably one of the players.
"No thanks, I should be fine." I couldn't put any other words together after I turned around. There standing in front of me was Nathan Mahler, one of the best players in the last world cup. He had the highest scoring and assists in the tournament and was only twenty years old. One thing I didn't know about him that he was quite handsome also. He had light brown hair cut very close to the scalp with some baby blue eyes that reminded me of the ocean back home in California.
"Okay." And with that statement he left. I turned around and knew something felt off but I didn't know how.
"Hey Ali, whats up." Finally answering the door, Jay seemed surprised to see me. Then he noticed what i was wearing.
" Can you tell me what room number Chris is in? He decided it would be funny to take all my clothes."
"Yeah come in." He stepped aside and I walked into the room.
"Thanks, but i have to get my clothes before lunch. Do you know what number room he's in." I didn't have time to waste.
"Well all i know is that his room is down the hall. Number 2224 i think." i darted out before he could say anything else. It might of been a little rude but I couldn't wait any longer.
Running around a hotel with nothing but a towel is nothing strange to me, but with a hotel floor full of guys I didn't really feel like showing everyone everything. I remember when I was a twenty two and on the Olympic team. I was the second youngest of the team and all the older girls were both full of tricks and pranks that involved hiding and wetting many of my possessions for passage into being called a veteran. I don't deny the fact that i did it too the rookies that followed after me.
"Christopher Michael Gabriele Mueller, you better give me my clothes!" I yelled as I reached the number and pounded on his door as hard as I could. I knew he was in there, i could hear him and what seems like the rest of the team laughing behind the door. All the laughing stopped when said his full name. He had hated whenever used it all at once.
"Allison Lillian Isabelle Mueller, I don't know what your talking about." He yelled back while laughing. I was hoping he'd forget that I hated when other people used my full name also. I knew he was defiantly the culprate because he never could lie or fake anything since we were little. Every secret he tried to keep always ended out the next day. Whenever I had a crush on someone, the whole world knew it.
"Wow Ali, what are you doing?" I jumped upon hearing my dad talk. I got my plan quickly Maybe I could use the baby face to get him into trouble.
"Chris decided it was funny to steal all my clothes." I said as I used my sad face. I wanted him to see I was really upset at the act. I was the baby of the family and as my sister Kristen said "You can get everything you want."
"Let me handle this." I was nudged aside as my dad who politely knocked on the door.
"Chris, you better give your sister's bags or else I'm going to make sure that Peter kick your ass tomorrow. Trust me you'll be so tired you can't move to play in the Scrimmage we have the next day." He looked at me with the grin he always made when he did something to help me. My dad is the best and also very creative.
"Thank you daddy." I said as the door opened so quickly, it startled me.
"Here you go." Chris seemed scared for his life. The rest of the guys had taken serious faces, scared if the coach saw them participating, they'd be punished also.
"Thanks, but I'm changing here, since I locked myself out of my room." I simply pushed him aside and walked in the bathroom, and quickly changed in some shorts, a neon yellow sports bra, and a white v neck shirt. My staple outfit choice. I defiantly wasn't
"Ready!" I said as I exited the bathroom. Everyone had seem to have congregated while I was changing cause all twenty three players were waiting for me to finish getting ready.
"Yeah, what took you so long?" Someone asked as they all started leaving the room.
"Ask Chris, he's the one who took my clothes from my room." I said as I grabbed my phone. No one said as we all left and made our way to the dinning hall where all the food was being handed out.
After lunch the guys left to go to their fitness training and I was lucky enough not to have go. I made sure I got a new room key, and grabbed all my bags from Chris's room and unpacked them into my room. So instead, I hung out at the hotel and relaxed. After taking a hour long nap, I headed out to the lobby to find the pool and do some swimming. Grabbing my suit I quickly got changed and headed down to the pool to lay out and just relax before tomorrow.
"Hello Miss would you like a towel?" A hotel worker with a Italian accent offered me a big white fluffy towel as I walked through the entrance.
"Thank you." I graciously took it out of the young man who couldn't be older than twenty one. He was the classic Italian, dark brown hair and dark eyes. He reminded me of my cousins who grew up around Sienna.
Walking until I found a good spot at the end of the rows and rows of chair. I placed my towel and cellphone on the seat and quickly lathered up the sunscreen since the sun was out and shinning. I was probably at my lightest color because I haven't really gone swimming in a while. Letting myself relax i placed my sunglasses on. The scenary was beautiful. Hills were rolling all around with rows and rows of grape plants. They were waiting for someone to pick them and create them into wine. I scanned some more and the sun was perfectly placed to create a nice and peaceful heat. It wasn't sweltering but almost perfect.
The pool was really empty and I was happy for the peace. Even though I love helping with the team being around twenty three guys all the time is not fun. They just get over bearing and all they do is make fun of each other. I love having them around but still it's not like I want to be surrounded by all guys. Every girl needs to be surrounded by sometype of estrogen. There defiantly wasn't any around me right now. It's not like I don't know what it's like to be without a women influence.
My parents divorced when I was Sixteen. My dad got a job offer from Chicago fire. They fought for months and my mom moved back to her family's hometown of Sienna in Italy. My dad got custody of me during the school year but then for summer i would go back to Italy till school started. Luckily I was still able to play soccer but they don't really have girls league but the guys were more than happy for me to join so two of my years i played in a boys league during the summer. y dad moved to Chicago and I had to spend my last two years in Illinois. The best part was that Jay and I became best friends in the process.
I stood up getting ready to dive in and take a swim. I fix my halter top of my black bikini and made sure nothing was falling out. I pulled out my light brown hair from my messy bun.
"I hope you guys have a nice swim." I heard the same guy who handed me a towel say this. I had my back to them so I couldn't tell who they were. I froze when I heard the screams of a bunch of guys.
"ALI!" Great the one place i thought I could get peace and quiet from the guys had been invaded. I groaned and turned around. There stand was my brother, along with most of the team including Jay and Jon. The surprising part is the guest they had brought. It looked like my brother invited his club mates from Bayern Munich along with most of the German team.
"Oh crap!" I muttered to myself. Before I could think of a reply most of the guys had already jumped in the pool.
"Come on Ali the water feels nice. Why don't you jump in." Jon was trying to coax me into the pool
"No thanks. See you later guys." I said as I walked away. All the U.S. team decided it would be funny and started booing me. "Guys i would love to stay but ii seems like the pool is a little crowded for my taste."
" Come on, I promise I won't throw you, I'll go after Tray." Johnny said as he picked up the smallest and shortest player on the team Trey Torres.
"Hey man!" Tray quickly hit Jon for suggesting that.
"No thanks but the offer sounds fun. I have to go work out. Can't let myself go." I started to back away when I felt someone's arms wrap around me.
"Come on Ali, have a little fun!" Jay pulled me closer to the edge.
"Jay don't even think about it." I squealed as he took another step closer.
"What are you going to do about it?"
"I will call your mother!" I screamed as we were at the edge of the pool.
"Don't worry, I'm not scared of her anymore. Plus she's isn't coming till the first game. So I have a couple days." He said as he leaned over the edge taking me with him.
I quickly emerged from the pool before Jay did. He tried to swim away before I could get to him but I was faster. I pushed him under the water, but I kind of forgot that he was a lot stronger thanme. He easily pulled me off of him and started to tickle me.
"Say Uncle and I'll stop."
"Fine Uncle." I said quietly as i started to pull away. He released me and I walked over to the stairs.
"I got to go. What time is dinner tonight?" I asked as I climbed out of the water.
"We're going out tonight. Dad said that since we have three more days we might as well have some fun tonight." I grabbed my towel and quickly dried myself off. Chris said as a bunch of them started playing a game of pool volleyball
"Where are we going? I asked after a few minutes of letting myself dry off.
"Some place down the street nothing too fancy." I said my goodbyes and left the pool area for a quick shower and got ready before someone knocked on the door. I finished up my makeup and was about to head down to the lobby when I heard a knock on the door.
I quickly walked out of the pool area and headed up to my room. I quickly took another shower and got ready after I got a text from my dad telling me to be ready at seven n the lobby. Also told me too look nicely put together. Luckily I came prepared because I knew I'd have to do something like this so I brought a couple of cute dresses that weren't too dressy but also looked classy.