Artemis knew she would regret getting the entire team together to study. Fifteen girls in one room would be too much; no one would actually get any studying done. And if she wasn't going to be able to study, she would rather be occupying herself with something else. But what kind of captain would she be if she didn't lead them on and off the field?

She and Zoë had managed to get themselves into a big fight over something trivial right before leaving for the study group. She figured that they had been spending too much time together lately; spring practice, European History, and they lived together. No matter how much they loved one another they still could annoy each other.

She walked quietly next to Zoë into the Wilson Library on campus, into a private study room that had previously been reserved. When she walked in she noticed that the England transfer, Alice, was already losing focus on her work, more concerned with talking to Mary.

Three of the four of the juniors were there. Artemis noticed that none of them were engrossed in their work, but were instead just talking with one another.

One of the other sophomores-Jemma-kept her eyes on her phone, undoubtedly texting the final junior Adela, demanding she show up to the library.

All of the freshmen were there and were all focused on their studies. Artemis knew that wouldn't last long; there were too many girls in the room and way too many upperclassmen that had figured out how to perfect the art of cramming.

Naomi looked up at the duo when she heard the door open.

Artemis and Zoë were met with a chorus of welcomes.

"Hey, Cap. Zoë," she greeted.

"Hey, Naomi," Artemis started. She watched Zoë walk over to the other side of Alice and sit down. "What are you studying?"

"Philosophy 220: Technology and Human Interactions."

"Pardon?"

"Oh it's about how technology has basically ruined humanity and we don't live fulfilled lives because all we care about is the new iPhone," Naomi replied casually.

"Oh. Well ok, then. I'll let you keep reading." Naomi smiled and looked back at her book. Artemis walked to the other side of the table, paused for a moment, and then sat down next to Zoë.

The first half hour or so were fairly productive; she managed to finish her Psychology homework and spent the rest of the time sipping on her coffee, watching the others study. There were times she just felt like a proud mom or sister, seeing her team be successful both athletically and academically.

And then Adela finally came in. The junior was infamous for being a gossip, both inside the team and outside. She always seems to know what's happening before anyone else. Then there was no hope for anyone on the team. Artemis knew she should just close her Algebra book and enjoy the ride because there was no way she was going to get anything productive done.

Everyone else seemed to know it too.

Adela immediately went to gossiping about guys in her classes. Sophomores, Celyn and Phillipa argued about how cute a guy was in their speech class.

Artemis glanced at Zoë who was staring silently at the table before turning back to the conversation.

"Now I know it's nice to talk about boys, but you remember the pact, right? No boys until–" Artemis started.

"Until graduation. We got it," Adela replied.

"Just making sure. Can't have my team corrupted just because I'm not around to keep you from being distracted."

"Which makes no sense because you're dating Zoë," Adela snapped.

"Excuse me?" Artemis growled. She heard Zoë sigh beside her.

Adela threw her hands up. "I didn't mean that she was a distraction per say, I just think it's a little hypocritical. You two can date but the rest of the team can't?"

"Boys don't understand the time and focus needed to be placed into soccer," Artemis began. "They would rather spend Friday nights partying and drinking than running drills. They split your time and focus. Zoë understands the work that needs to be put in."

"Still! You two are the only ones on the team that are allowed to date! It's not fair and honestly quite stupid!"

"Adela," Zoë warned, shaking her head. It was the first time Artemis heard her spoke since their fight. "Yes, we are dating, but name just one time when that affected practice, a game, or the team."

When Adela stayed silent, she continued. "Our relationship has never once interfered. The number of times, however, a boy has caused a teammate to be late, or skip practice, or break their heart before a match is a lot easier to count."

Zoë and Adela maintained eye contact, both waiting to see who would back down first. Artemis could tell Adela wanted to push it further but eventually she relented with a half-hearted apology mumbled under her breath.

"Guys? I don't mean to interrupt this at all, but I feel like everyone could benefit from this information... My friend Alex just texted me saying that there are stress puppies on the first floor."

All of the girls quickly darted out of their seats - eager for a study break of thankful to get away from all the tension, Artemis wasn't sure.

When Artemis reached the door, she turned around to see if Zoë was behind her. She tracked Zoë as she slowly got up from the table and walked towards the door. She stopped next to Artemis.

"I'm sorry," Zoë said after a moment.

"I started it. I'm the one that's sorry." She hesitated, grabbing Zoë's hand. The two stood there for a while. "That had to have been our dumbest fight to date."

Zoë nodded. "Yeah, I'd say so."

"Thank you for dealing with Adela."

"Of course. I could tell that things would've gotten quite heated. Both of you are very hot-headed, you know," she teased. Artemis scoffed and playfully rolled her eyes.

"What'dya say me and you head up to the sixth floor, maybe take care of certain business, while the team's distracted?" She suggested, playing with the collar on Zoë's shirt.

Zoë grinned and nodded eagerly.

"Lead the way, my lady."


Ha wow. I forgot to keep posting, whoops. I've cleaned up this a bit since I originally wrote it, it could still use some touching up but it's better. Anyway. College AUs. Cannot get enough of them, no matter the fandom.

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