A/N: Guys I'm so sorry I didn't update earlier! School just started and those bloody professors are running us ragged! So, without further a due here is the next chapter to my story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Bridget or any of the girls… Its all Ann Brashares' work…

Chapter 4: Messages andNew Friends

Breathe in for luck breathe in so deep this air is blessed you share with me this night is wild so calm and dull these hearts they race from self control your legs are smooth as they graze mine we're doing fine we're doing nothing at all.

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me. So won't you kill me, so I die happy. My heart is yours to fill or burst to break or bury or wear as jewelery, which ever you prefer. The words are hushed lets not get busted, just lay entwined here undiscovered. Safe from the earth and all the stupid questions.. "hey did you get some?" Man, that is so dumb. Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear, so we can get some.

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me. So won't you kill me, so I die happy. My heart is yours to fill or burst to break or bury or wear as jewelery, which ever you prefer. Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember, I'll always remember the sound of the stereo, the dim of the soft lights, the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers and the time on the clock when we realized it's so late and this walk that we shared together. The streets were wet and the gate was locked so I jumped it and let you in and you stood at the door with your hands on my waist and you kissed me, like you meant it and I knew that you meant it, that you meant it, that you meant it, and I knew, that you meant it, that you meant it.
> Dashboard Confessionals "Hands Down"

It only 4:30 in the morning and Bridget was up and running through the campus grounds. Around an hour earlier, Bridget woke up with a start, having the sudden urge to run. As she couldn't really sleep anymore, Bridget tip toed across the room trying not to disturb Aisha from her sleep then opened the closet door to pull out her old brown duffle bag where she remembered putting her favorite navy blue speedos. After she had put them on, she vaguely looked over her belongings and made a mental note that she had to arrange them by the time practice was over.

With the cool breeze sweeping through her hair and the rush of adrenalin pumping through her veins, Bridget has never felt so alive. By sprinting through the school grounds, she had done a little sight seeing of her own. She saw the vastness of the area and she also had time to think of what her new life was going to bring. For the first time, she realized that this time she was practically all alone, that it was her time to prove her family and herself that she can do it and most importantly prove to herself that she too deserve the love and life her mother didn't have and with it fulfill her dreams to the fullest.

By the time she got back in the dorms, it was already 5:25, about 35 minutes till the first ever practice of the season.

Time does pass by fast… Bridget thought as she hurried her way through the halls towards her room.

"Hey there you are!" Aisha exclaimed as Bridget stumbled into the room. "Practice is in 30 minutes, so you better get ready now."

Still thunderstruck on how time does fly, Bridget only got time to nod the went directly to her messy side of the room and began to pickout her lucky sportswear beneath the thick pile of clothes on the bed and the floor. Seconds later, she was done putting it on then finished doing so by pulling her hair into a messy ponytail, then glanced up Aisha with a triumphant smile on her face.

"Ready?" Asked Bridget.

"Oh, yeah... I forgot to tell you something!" said Aisha, her long black locks also pulled up into a ponytail, "While you were out, a few people left messages on the answering phone for you... I could take the calles coz i was in the showers."

Upon seeing that excitedlook on Bridget's face, Aisha quickly added, " you could listen to them now if you like, I mean there's stillthirty minutes till we head to practice and we could always run to the field." Aisha inish with a shrug.

Practically leaping with joy, Bridget hurriedly punched the button on the answering machine. The first one was from Tibby that said, "Hey Super BEE! Just in case you've forgotten already, Its me Tibby. See, I told you I wouldn't forget about the Big first day! I miss you! oh and no, I'm probably not gonna be drinking my happy pills anymore... Enjoy kicking the crap out of the coaches... uhm... balls... Oh! You know what I mean! Call me as soon as you have time!"

The second one was from Carmen. "It's me, Carmen! I guess you're out running again... Honestly! Dont you ever sleep! Good luck with the practice today! Don't hesitate to kick those black and white rubber balls to oblivion, okey! Just imagine them to be you-know-who's head! and oh yeah, CALL ME!

After that was a scratchy message from Lena. "BEE! Good luck ! Show them what you've got! You can do it! Bye!" After that message, Bridget just snorted a laugh as she perfectly remember how Lena is in during mornings. Truelly convinced that that last message was the last, Bridget was about to tell Aisha, who was sitting comfortably on the study tablenext to her bed,that they were about to go when another beep was heard, following that was a deep baritone that had always made Bridget's skin tinggle.

"Hi Bee, It's me Eric, maybe you're out running so call me if you get back from your practice today okey? Oh by the way I have a huge surprise for you and I can't wait for it to arrive there and for you to see it. I miss you alot, do you know that? Bye..."

Bridget was all-out blushing at the end of that message. Sure, It wasn't that romantic and was kind of shortbut any message from Eric especially when he's telling you that he misses you certainly made Bridget float. Smiling very broadly, she turned again to Aisha who got up easily from that table then said, "Let's go?"

"Yeah lets! So, who was that guy? Your boyfriend? You're friends sure sounds like fun huh..." Aisha continued on and on as they strolled down the corridorsmaking their way down tothe pitchbut Bridget wasnt listening one bit. She was too busy wondering what Eric's gift was. When she cleared out her head, she realized that she was already on the field and Aisha was still talking beside her.

"Welcome to Stevenson Field!" Bridget muttered to Aisha who showed a smlie in response. There was already about thirty girls on the field, some were looking excited some were particularly nervous. Then all of a sudden a girl came up to her, she was a little shorter than Bridget, maybe about 5'7 which is tall but compared to Bridget's 5'10, has shoulder length blonde hair and brown eyes and she introduced herself as Emma. With her was a girl named Hailey who was probably as tall as Bridget. Still waiting for thier coach to arrive, they chatted a bit, trying to get to know one another. As they did, a few others joined in.

" Hey,has anyone heard about the new assistant coach? They said he was bloody gorgeous." Emma said with her amusing british accent.

"Oh, yeah!" A dark girl by the name of Kel piped in. "I've seen him around yesterday and yeah, he is hot." Another girl named Brooke agreed. "Totally! He strolled in yesterday in the hall and every girl turn their heads to look at him! Including me ofcourse!"

A couple of seconds later, they were interupted by a loud whistle coming next to the goal line. A woman probably on her Thirties stood there, looking at the girls with superior look in her eyes. She was tall with curly brown hair up to her shoulders and she wore awhite sweatshirt with the Brown Bear in the front and khaki pants which doesnt really look good on her red cleats in Bridget's opinion.

"Alright! Settle down everyone! Okey! Take a sit!" the Brown Bear woman shouted. As everyone did what she ordered, she continued, "Welcome to Brown University. You girls should consider yourselves lucky for you are the ones picked to go tosuch prestigeous university like Brown. You are the best of the best out there and that is why Brown wants you. My name is Erin Potter and I will be you coach. I want you to consider me as your friend for I will asure you that we will do everything together from now on, as a team and as friends. I demand only two very essntial things. First, every player on the field should listen and be willing to obey on what ever I say in order for our team to be perfect. and lastly I demand that each player should have a much higher grade than the supposed mark in which I'm allowed you to play in the field or else I wont garantee you a part on the team. I dont just want athletes, I want STUDENT ATHLETES. The student parts is important in my book. You all hear me clear?" A loud "YES COACH!" was heard through out the field. During Coach Erin's speech, most of the girls didnt notice two person standing in the back wearing the same shirt as the coach.

"Alright! That is what I want to hear!" Coach Erin grinned. " Without further adue, before we start the practice, I want you all to meet our two assistant coaches!" She mention the two people at the back. With the sun fully risen, Bridget squinted to see the faces of the two assistant coaches. One was a woman and the other was a man with a baseball cap ontop of his head but with the distance and sunlight blinding her she couldnt fathom their faces.

Coach Erin continued the introduction. "Girls, I want you to meet Gail Watson and Eric Richman" And with that last name said, Bridget cant believe her ears!

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