AN/ Hi guys. I am in a new state where I know nobody, have no phone connection, and therefore no internet, and worst of all shock horror-no TV! I am missing the OC, and Lost. As you can see I have some spare time on my hands, so I'm going to write the next chapter of my story, which is Bridget. I read the third book a couple of weeks ago and realised how light it is compared to my fic, but then I suppose I was only 16 when I read the first book and I'm 18 now so it makes sense that I would want a deeper/darker version. Thankyou to you guys who have continued reading and reviewing my fic, despite having read the 'real' third summer of the sisterhood. ;)

The morning after Bridget's drunken conversation with Eric she woke up with a killer headache and a mouth as dry as the Australian outback. Mia looked down at her sympathetically.

'Big night last night, hey Bee. How're yafeeling?'

Bridget sat up, lucking her lips and rubbing her blurry eyes. 'Seedy. Very, very seedy'

Mia bit back a smile 'Well you really know how to celebrate, you party animal. Although you didn't actually join the party did you? I kept losing you all night.'

Bridget groaned. 'I suppose I wanted to be alone'

Mia handed her a glass of water and an aspirin 'That's not like you. Is everything alright?'

Bridget just sighed and offered Mia a sad smile.

Mia nodded to herself. 'It's Eric, isn't it? There was a rumour going around that you 'stalked' him when he was a coach at your soccer camp' Mia enforced the fact that she didn't believe this, but giving the word 'stalked' air quotations.

Even Bridget's foggy mind knew that Eric wouldn't be so cruel to her as to spread that rumour, he must have known how deeply it would hurt her, which it did.

'Laura' Bridget murmured. She knew Laura was no doubt behind the propaganda. What upset Bridget the most was that in some twisted way it was true. It was not how she would have put it, and she was sure Eric probably wouldn't see it that way. But she had purposely gone after him that summer, intending to seduce him-which she had. But Bridget believed the saying 'where there's smoke, there's fire' and knew that Eric wouldn't have been with her, if he hadn't wanted her too.

He still wanted her. She was sure of it.

The night before began to regroup in her mind. She cringed at the memory, she felt naked in the fact that she had let her guard down enough for Eric to see her cry. She hadn't wanted to give him that satisfaction, although she was sure it hadn't given him any pleasure. Laura would have been thrilled. Bitch!

Bridget realised that Mia was still staring down at her, perched on the side of her bed.

She tried to sit up and a sharp pain shot through her head. How could people think the freedom alcohol gave you for a blurry night was worth this hangover torture?

Mia stood up 'Maybe you should miss practise this morning Bee, I can make up a 'food poisoning' excuse for the coach' she said with an impish grin.

Bridget managed a grateful laugh. 'No, but thanks. I'll be down in a minute' as Mia left the smile faded from Bridget's lips. There was no way she was sitting out practise. That was just what Laura wanted. In Bridget's absence she would probably plant seed's of doubt in the manager's mind about Bridget's ability on the team, especially since she was the youngest player. Bridget wouldn't let this woman get the better of her. If Laura wanted to play. Game on.

Ten minutes later Bridget was on the field doing her warm ups with the rest of the team.

She bent her arms above her head and arched her flexible back, then came back down to hold her toes and straighten her legs. She felt someone's eyes on her and turned to see Laura glaring at her from the stands. Their eyes locked and neither would look away first. Bridget felt a type of hatred she had never felt before bubble up inside her. She was normally so easygoing and friendly to everyone that it was hard to accept she could dislike someone this much, but Laura knew how to push her buttons and Bridget despised her for it.

Eric came up next to Laura and she was forced to turn away from the confrontation with Bridget to greet him, when Laura glanced back at Bridget she slid her arm through Eric's and gave her a smug smile, Bridget just winked at her sarcastically and ran off to join the rest of the team.

She's going to lose him thought Bridget and she doesn't even know it.

AN/ Woo Hoo we got the net this morning so I can finally post this. Sorry it's kinda short. Please Review. It's good to be back. Carmen coming. xoxox