Hey guys, sorry for the lack of updates. I've been busy with the end of school, and my boyfriend, and other dumb drama that needed to be taken care of. But now it's summer, and my boyfriend is always working, so I'm FREEEEEEE to update. :)
That's pretty much what we did all spare period; sit at the island in the kitchenette, and eat biscuits and make extra tea, though I only nibbled on one biscuit; I couldn't afford to get fat, that's for bloody sure. No one respected a fat girl, everyone knew that. And hell, I was pushing it with just one biscuit. I'll have to have an intense workout sesh later… I thought to myself. Cam and Derrick both knew I worked out and that I worked out to stay fit, but they didn't know it was because I think I'm fat, and I had to burn the fat and calories off. But what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them, right? I would just be staying fit. Cam and Derrick both yawned.
"I'm tired" Derrick yawned. Cam and I looked at each other and rolled our eyes.
"What do you expect us to do about that, you wanker?" Cam said, rolling his eyes again. Derrick punched him on the shoulder and glared at his tea cup. We giggled and patted him on the shoulder to reassure him that we were only kidding, and that we loved him.
"Oh shush, you know we're kidding" I said, kissing him on the cheek. He pretended to be angry at me, which only lasted a total of five seconds before he kissed me on the cheek and settled back in his chair.
"So, when are the try outs for lacrosse, C?" Cam said from over his tea cup, his left hand drumming on the table.
"Um, I'm not sure… let me check the calendar" I said, pulling my blackberry out before anyone could utter another word. I opened up the schools website and searched around for the schedule, finding it relatively easily. I quickly scanned the page trying to find "Lacrosse" on the list of tryouts, sighing as I did so.
"Uh, it's at half past five." I said, sighing again. Great, I had to try out tonight. I was totally not in the mood, but I guess I really didn't have a choice… I needed to get on a sport, and I might as well attempt at getting on my first pick.
"So I know what I'm doing tonight…" I said, rolling my eyes up to the ceiling and blowing on my scalding hot tea.
"Do not fret, sister dearest. We shall come and cheer as support and such." Cam said, loping an arm around my shoulder and pulling me in to give me a kiss. I rolled my eyes at him and smiled; he was always there to make me smile.
"Yeah, mate! We'll be like 'CBEEEEEEEEEEAR. YO CBEEEEEEEEEEEAR' Derrick said, beginning to fist pump and make dumb facial expressions. We all cracked up laughing as Kori walked into the kitchen with Skye.
"what're you guys laughing at?" said Kori, looking as confused as ever.
"Nothing, Kor, don't worry about it" I said, smirking. Though the girl was a friend, she really tried too hard to get into everyone elses' business, and as a known fact, she'd probably go back to her room and spend hours trying to figure out what it was we were laughing at.
"Oh, okay. What sport are you trying out for? Football?" she said, looking hopefully at me. Though I could try out for football, and I've considered it, lacrosse was more my thing.
"Sorry, mate; lacrosse is more my thing." I said, smiling at her, showing that I was still the good, nice person I always was. As if I said to myself.
"Oh really? Skye's trying out for it, she was captain last year. Weren't you, Skye?" she said, poking Skye in the shoulder. Skye looked away from Kori, me, and Derrick, staring right at Cam and nodded.
"Yeah, we were brilliant last year because of me" she said, turning to smirk at me.
"Oh really? Well, we'll have to see what happens this year" I said, glaring holes into her, making her noticeably uncomfortable. Skye rolled her eyes and spun on her heel, marching up the steps to where Kori's room was located.
"Uh… well… I'll be at the try outs watching, so see you then, Claire!" she said, racing after Skye to see what was up with her hasty exit. I shook my head slowly, raising my middle finger to the retreating figures of Skye and Kori.
"What a bloody wanker" said Derrick, shaking his head from side to side extremely fast.
"Yeah, like come on, talking about how great you are means that you're clearly not that great" Cam said, smirking from one side of his face.
"Whatever, I'm going to make the team, take captain, and we'll see who's laughing in the end" I said, angrily draining the rest of my tea. My cell phone vibrated on the table and I picked it up, finding a message from Massie.
C,
D texted me and told me that you were trying out for lacrosse,
good job! It's tonight, right? So right after our tryouts we'll grab
a late bite and then run into town for some essentials. And by that,
I mean candles, booze, and bud. In that order. Or not, but other
"roomey" stuff too. See you at half passed 7 in the dining room.
xoxoxox
-M
I read the text and looked up a Derrick with my eyebrows raised.
"When on earth did you text Mass?" I said, confused. I didn't notice that he had picked up his phone at all until reading that text message.
"Dunno, like fifteen minutes ago? I figured we should probably tell Mass in case we were late. You know how she gets when people aren't there when they say they are" he said, grinning. Massie was one of the most impatient people in the entire world, especially when you had plans. Like, you wouldn't even be able to control Massie's anger when she was stood up, which is one of the many reasons her and her past ex-boyfriends hadn't worked out.
"Yes, this is true. Good thinking. Okay, I should probably get trainers on… I'll meet you guys on the field at half passed four, okay?" I said, placing my mug in the dishwasher, along with Derrick and Cam's.
"Yeah, no problem. Oi Cam, that'll give us time to blaze!" He said, looking like a kid in a candy store. I rolled my eyes and kissed them both on the cheek, walking up the stairs to my room.
I could hear chairs scraping across the floor in the kitchen, Derrick's animated voice chirping about how much, where, and who with. From the ends of the conversation I could hear, I believe they were doing it in their dorm room, and inviting Kemp who had the most amazing lighter to smoke with, apparently. I rolled my eyes and smiled; my boys. I pushed open the door and surveyed the room; a wee bit cleaner than when we left this morning; Massie must have come in and cleaned it on her spare. I threw my bag onto the bed and peeled off my outfit so I was standing in my bra and panties, then fished around for a cigarette in my bag, took one out, and lit it, blowing a ring of smoke into the air.
I held the cigarette between my teeth and rustled around in boxes for shorts and a tank top that I could run it. I found stretchy spandex shorts from American Apparel that I ordered online, and pulled out a plain white wife beater, which with my luck, wouldn't be so white by the time I got back. I through them on, continuing to smoke my cigarette, and pulled out my gym duffel from under my bed, throwing in deodorant, a pair of dark wash True Religion skinny jeans, a knitted Oxblood stripe Gurensey style jumper, a pair of black buckle mid heel boots, white ankle socks, shower supplies, gloves, a mouth guard, cleats, and goggles, making a note on a sticky pad that I found on my dresser to get mum to send over my stick when she had the chance. I slid on a pair of running shoes and zipped up my bag, stubbing out my cigarette, and grabbing my water bottle. I slung the bag over my shoulder and went to the kitchen, filling it up with ice cold water, and throwing in two granola bars for good measure.
It's been a while since I actually played lacrosse, and actually had to do physical activity. Hopefully I don't look bloody retarded I muttered to myself as I jogged down the steps. It was humid outside; I grabbed the elastic from my wrist and tied my hair up, making sure that it wouldn't get in my way or fall out of its messily done bun. Walking through the court was like it always was; I had guys gawking at me. I didn't even look that good, and I still had mouths dropping open as soon as I walked by. I smirked and winked at a boy who must have been a year or two younger than me, causing his eyes to go wide and his jaw to drop even more. I grinned and continued walking to the west field where tryouts were being held. On cue, I saw Derrick and Cam sprawled propped up on their elbows with their shirts rolled up. I rolled my eyes and jogged over to where they were, dropping my bag with a soft thud.
"That was quick, wasn't it?" I said, grinning at them as they looked over at me with glassy eyes.
"Naw, not even. We were like, taking our time and stuff. I remembered to put visine in, right?" Derrick said, opening his eyes as wide as he could muster.
"No, sweetie. Your eyes are blood shot" I said, shaking my head.
"Fucking dumbass" Cam said, throwing a bottle of visine at him and rolling his eyes up to the sky, letting him fall back. I shook my head and giggled, watching as Derrick attempted to put visine in his eyes.
"Do you want help, Der?" I said, smirking at him missing his face. He looked sad but nodded. I snatched it out of his hands and distributed some in each eye. He winced, but then fell back and blinked a couple times to get used to the feeling.
"Brill, now that that's settled. You should probably get off the field, tryouts are starting like, now." I said to them, watching as players came from each side of the field, Skye smirking in our direction as she strode up to the benches.
"Fucking wanker" I said through clenched teeth as I stood up, pulling both lounging boys to their feet. I watched glare talk with another girl trying out, some fat red chick. I think her name was Dylan, but I couldn't be sure. Well, she wasn't that fat. And with some work she could have been actually pretty. I through the thought out of my mind and pushed the boys towards the bleachers, walking over to where the girls trying out were standing in a circle.
"Good luck, Cbear!" said Derrick and Cam, kissing me on the cheeks and walking towards the benches where they abruptly plopped down and pulled a duffle full of food from under the bench they were sitting on. I rolled my eyes and grinned, jogging over to where the other girls were. I turned to look at the bench and saw Kori walking up to Derrick and Cam, then seeing me, and then waving her hand so fast I thought it was turning invisible. I gave a short wave back and spun around, focusing my attention on the couch that was walking towards the girls like he was in it to win it. He was tall and built, with sandy coloured hair and green eyes that shone. He was wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a short sleeved shirt. He looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where from… I think he was an English teacher or something.
"Hello, girls! Welcome to lacrosse tryouts. For those of you who don't know me, just call me Mr. W. I'm the girls coach, along with the guys coach. Let us begin" The tryouts weren't that difficult, but they weren't that easy. Even though I smoked and drunk like a fiend, and decided not to partake in any physical activity I still had it. Well, I suppose that was a bit of an understatement; I was brilliant and completely on fire; and I proved to Skye that I was better, without even having to try. I must admit, though, it helped hearing Derrick, Kori, and Cam cheering me on from the bench where Cam and Derrick continued to stuff their face. The whistle blew and Mr. W moved his arm in a sweeping motion.
"Bring it in, Girls!" he said, blowing the whistle again. We all jogged toward him from our different places in the field.
"That was an excellent try out, girls! I'll have the girls who made the next tryout posted on the door, and then from that, once the next tryout is complete, I'll choose the girls who make the team. So, hit the showers and be sure to check the list tomorrow at half passed seven!" He said. He collected all the sticks that were borrowed, and collected the lacrosse balls. I jogged over to where my bag was and slung it across my shoulder, pulling out my water bottle and taking a few deep breaths before taking a sip, well actually, several sips.
"I'm gonna go take a quick shower!" I yelled at Cam and Derrick who held up bottled water in recognition and turned to talk to each other again. I walked quickly towards the locker room, found a bench, and plopped my duffle on it. I walked over towards the steam of the showers and plucked a towel from the pile, walking back towards my bag. I peeled off my sweaty clothes and lacrosse equipment and rooted around until I found my shower caddy. Scooping it up, I walked to the showers and took the quickest shower of my life. I emerged relaxed, and clean. I grabbed a separate towel for my hair and put it up, nodding at some of the other girls that were getting ready. I was towelling off my body and putting back on my bra and panties when there was a familiar cough next to me.
"What do you want, Skye?" I said, a look of annoyance on my face as I slid my jeans on, then letting my hair fall out of its towel so I could put my jumper on. Refastening my hair, I sat on the bench and pulled my socks out of my bag, putting them on and slipping into my boots.
"You think you did so well, huh? Too bad you were bloody awful" she said, smirking, as if what she said was actually taking a toll on my self-esteem when it came to the sport, or anything else, really. I rolled my eyes.
"Skye, I kicked your ass, you bloody wanker. Don't you have some boys to blow?" I said, keeping my voice even, and trying not to smirk at the snickers of the other girls in the change room. I reached back into my bag pulling out my brush and winked at her, walking away towards a mirror. I didn't have to turn around to know that she was fuming at me, or that everyone else thought it was bloody hilarious that she was fuming at me. I dropped the towel into the pile of dirty ones and brushed out my hair, adding mousse, ruffling it, and putting It back into a messy bun. I walked over towards my duffle and zipped it up, then left change room without another word. Derrick and Cam were waiting outside the change room for me when I emerged.
"You did brill, C, and you look a lot better now than before" Derrick said with a grin. I laughed and punched him in the shoulder as Cam scooped up my bag and slung it over his shoulder and lacing his arm through mine.
"Thank you, thank you. I think I did pretty well, especially without the physical activity since… well… forever" I said with a grin. Derrick pulled a cig out of his pack and lit it, inhaling deeply before giving it to me so I could take a drag off of it. I offered it back to him once I was done, and he continued sucking on it.
"Yeah, I'd say. Plus you go through more fags then I do in a week" Cam said, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
"I do not!" I said, stamping my foot and then having to run to keep up with their long strides.
"Uh huh, suuure" Cam said, winking at me then chuckling to himself. The three of us continued walking until we hit the dining room, and saw Massie standing outside with her phone in her hand typing furiously.
"Hey girlyyyyy" I said, smiling at her. She looked up, and upon seeing us, smiled and put her phone in her pocket and skipped up to hug me.
"How was the tryouts, baby girl?" She said, threading her arm into mine and turning so we were walking back into the dining room with Cam and Derrick trailing behind us.
"It was good! Skye thinks she did better than me. Puh-lease!" I said, as Massie scoffed.
"Yeah, I seriously doubt that. The girl looks like a bloody cow when she plays lacrosse" she said, as we both snickered into our palms. I looked around the room and noticed that more and more students were milling around tables and booths, in the food line, and talking over everyone else. I spotted a booth in the corner that wasn't occupied and pulled Massie over to it, the boys talking behind us about a video game or something.
"Boys, you wait here and we'll grab what you want. What do you want?" Massie said, tapping the toe of her knee high leather boots on the ground.
"Why don't WE go get the food, and you guys keep the booth cozy?" Derrick drawled, squinting at the food line. Massie and I shrugged and slid into opposite sides of the booth.
"Okay, I'll have whole wheat pasta with pomodaro sauce, with a sprinkle of cheese on top and some tea" Massie said, pulling her phone out and squinting at the screen.
"And for you, C?" Cam said, yawning.
"A garden salad with feta on top with ranch dressing. Vanilla tea, a glass of water, please, and a piece of garlic bread" I said, smiling up at him. They saluted and turned on their heels, starting towards the lunch line. Massie sighed and put down her phone.
"What's wrong, Mass?" I said, looking at her as she nibbled on her lip.
"Landon won't leave me alone" she said, looking around to make sure no one heard what she said.
"What?" I said, with what I'm sure was a look of being un-amused on my face. She saw it too, because she sighed and rolled her head back so she was looking up at the ceiling.
"I don't even know, C, he wants to be a part of our foursome; he keeps complaining that we never give him a chance, and like, that he wants us cos we're hot and stuff" she said, rolling her eyes. I sighed; this wasn't the first time Landon has pulled this sort of thing, and attempted to get in with our group.
"Good lord, please tell me you said what I think you said" I said, rubbing at my temples.
"I told him to fuck off because he didn't stand a chance" Massie said with a grin. I laughed and she laughed with me, Derrick and Cam choosing that moment to come back.
"Dinner is seved, m'ladies" Derrick said, placing Massie's tray in front of her, and sliding in next t to her, Cam doing the same with me.
"mmm, lovely. Thank you, boys" I said, kissing Cam on the cheek. We dug in and talked and laughed about what we needed to buy, when we had to be back, etc. For once, not one random person bothered us whilst we were eating, though several people glanced our way, which we didn't notice. We were just finishing up when Derrick spoke.
"Why don't you girls run back to your room and drop off Claire's bag, and grab your purses and we'll wait in the car?" Cam said, clearing the trays and plates.
"Sounds good. Who's car are we taking?" I said as I finished my glass of water.
"We'll take my Rover, that leaves us with the most room" said Derrick, stretching out and exposing a tiny sliver of skin between where his shirt was pulled up and his pants begun.
"Right, sounds good. We'll meet you in ten" Said Massie. She pulled me up and we began walking out of the dining room, discussing plans of how we were going to do our room, and what else we needed to buy. We skipped across campus until we got to our dorm. Pushing open the door, there was a wave of heat that welcomed us. We rushed up the stairs and I dropped my duffle, then picked up my Fendi bag. Massie picked up her coach clutch and we rushed back downstairs towards the car lot. I yanked out a cig from my pack and lit it, inhaling the sweet smoke. Passing it to Massie, she took a drag and handed it back, then we ran into Landon.