I'm back with a second chapter! :)

Thank you SO much to every, single person who reviewed the last chapter. I usually get about 20 reviews on the first chapter of my new stories, but I got 42 instead! I'm incredibly grateful to you all.

I'm not going to respond to any anonymous reviews right now, but I promise I'll start responding to them regularly in the next chapters to come.

*But, just to answer one question, an anonymous reviewer asked me why Puck grew up, because in my story he doesn't know Sabrina, and therefore he has no reason to get any older. I knew someone would ask that question sooner or later. The answer to that question will be revealed in a future chapter (like, waaaay future chapter). Got it?

Well, I don't really have anything else to say, since this is only the second chapter of this story, so… here's chapter 2! (Consider this to be one of my shorter A/N's).

Oh, wait! If you don't remember the names of some of my OC characters, I recommend you go back & read the first chapter. Also, a few new people will be mentioned in this chapter.

~Chapter 2

What is that noise?

Sabrina tossed over in bed, trying to bury herself deeper into the blankets. Maybe, just maybe, it would protect her from the annoying sound coming from somewhere in her dorm room.

Oh, that's right. It's music.

Ridiculously loud music, to put it lightly. The sound of singing and instrumentals were blasting off the walls, and could most likely be heard by every girl in the building.

"Madison and her stupid seventies music," Sabrina muttered, covering her head with her pillow. It didn't help in blocking out the sound. "Madison!" she finally shouted, tossing her pillow blindly across the room.

"Yeah?"

Sabrina sat up in bed, blinking a few times to get accustomed to the morning light shining through the window behind her bed. After a few seconds, she spotted Madison on the other side of the room, coating her eyelashes with mascara in front of a mirror. She was singing along to the loud music coming from the radio by her bed.

"Can you do me a favor?"

Madison looked up from the mirror, turning to Sabrina. She had to speak loudly, so to be heard over the music. "Sure! What is it?"

"Can you turn your annoying radio off?" she exclaimed, running a hand through her blonde hair. "It's making me go deaf!"

"Huh? Oh yeah, sure." Madison headed over to the radio at her own leisure, turning it off completely.

Sabrina had never been so happy to hear the sweet sound of silence. "Thank you."

Madison returned to the mirror, putting her brown, red-highlighted hair into a high ponytail. "Class starts in half an hour. You should probably get ready."

With a groan of defeat, Sabrina stepped out of the bed and grabbed her towel, before heading to the bathroom down the hall.

The school was neatly organized: Girl's dorms were in one building, and boy's dorms were in the other. Sabrina had become easily accustomed to her new school, and was actually enjoying herself. Most of the students weren't as snobby or rude as she had expected them to be, though practically all of the students at the school shared one thing in common: they were loaded with money.

After showering and putting on the usual grey and maroon school uniform, she headed back to her shared dorm room, where Madison was lying on her bed, tossing a soccer ball up into the air repeatedly before letting it fall back into her hands.

"You're not going down to breakfast?" Sabrina asked, hurriedly braiding her wet hair before it dried.

"Nah, I'll wait for you," Madison decided.

"Thanks."

"So, are you gonna try out for the soccer team?" the brunette asked, a hopeful look on her face.

"We'll see," Sabrina said with a shrug. "But if you and Jake keep begging me, I might just lose my mind."

So far, Jake and Madison were Sabrina's closest friends. They had made her first week at Brooklyn Heights… fun.

Madison laughed loudly. "Okay, fine. We won't beg you anymore. Besides, we've never actually seen you play. For all we know, you could be terrible."

Sabrina glared at Madison playfully. "I'm not terrible."

"Then prove it."

Sabrina sighed. She would settle this once and for all. "Fine. I'll scrimmage with you guys later, okay? During lunch we can do it."

Madison's eyes widened as she sat up from her bed. "Really? You promise?"

"I promise."

It was about time Sabrina showed these Brooklyn Heights kids what she was made of.

…

The lunch bell rang all too soon, as Sabrina and Julie, another girl who had been on the soccer team the year before, headed down to the cafeteria.

"So, I hear you're going to scrimmage with us later," Julie said. As expected, her hands were full with math textbooks and papers. The girl was a walking calculator.

Sabrina's eyes widened. "How did you hear about that?"

"Madison told pretty much everyone who was on last year's soccer team," Julie explained. "We usually have the same people try out every year for the team. If you try out, you'll probably be the only new face."

"This is going to be more awkward than I was hoping for," Sabrina said with a sigh.

"Trust me, it won't be," Julie said reassuringly.

When they reached the crowded cafeteria, Sabrina and Julie took up seats at their usual table, where Nancy, Madison, and Jake already sat.

"Why, hello Sabrina," Jake said. "And might I say, you look incredibly beautiful today."

Sabrina rolled her eyes. "Hi, Jake. That was really cheesy, by the way."

Nancy nudged him in the stomach, almost hitting him with her spoon covered in chocolate pudding. "Leave the girl alone, before she pukes up her lunch."

"Yeah man, leave the girl alone," a male voice with a slight accent said playfully.

Jake rolled his eyes. "Sabrina, meet Brandyn. Brandyn, meet Sabrina. She's the new girl that came last week."

"Nice to meet you, Sabrina," the kid named Brandyn said. He was tall and African-American, with a short buzz cut.

Sabrina smiled. "Nice to meet you."

Brandyn sat down across from Julie. "So, you're scrimmaging with us later?"

Sabrina glared at Madison, who withered under her gaze. "Okay, so I might have told more people than necessary," she said defensively. "But, it's kind of a big deal! We never get new players on our team; it's always the same people trying out."

"I know," Sabrina sighed. "Julie just told me the same thing."

"What position do you play?"

"Forward," Sabrina replied.

"Okay, now you have to try out," Madison said. "We need another forward."

Sabrina shrugged. "I'm sure there are other forwards besides me."

"Well, tryouts are on Monday, so you have a few days to decide if you wanna do it or not," Brandyn said.

"Are you Jamaican?" Sabrina asked him after a moment, taking a bite of her sandwich.

He smiled. "Yeah."

"I can tell by the accent."

Jake suddenly looked at his watch. "Okay, lunch ends in half an hour, so we should probably head out to the field to start up the game. You ready, Sabrina?"

"Yeah, I just have to go get my cleats first. They're back in the dorm room."

"Okay, then meet us out on the field," Madison said excitedly. "This should be fun."

Sabrina headed out to the field a few minutes later, her cleats in hand. It was a small game, so there was no need for the rest of her gear. Playing a soccer game in their school uniforms probably wasn't the best idea.

Sabrina noticed that there were now more kids on the field than before.

Luckily, she had Julie and Jake on her team; Julie being a forward, and Jake being goalie. Sabrina took up her proper position on the field, before the game began.

…

"WOOOO!" Jake exclaimed after the game was over, jogging to catch up to Sabrina. "You did good, kid."

"Yeah, you're really good," Madison said, walking besides them down the field. "Just another reason for you to be on the team this year."

"Thanks." Sabrina said proudly. Her team had won the game, with a score of 2-3. She was glad that the team had approved of her. To be honest, they had been harder to play against then she had expected. She had definitely underestimated their capabilities.

"Your name's Sabrina, right?" A short, skinny girl asked. Her hair was so blonde, it was almost white.

Sabrina nodded.

"I'm Paris," the girl said confidently. "You play a good forward. You thinking about trying out for the team?"

Sabrina shared a knowing look with Jake. That was probably the 100th person to ask her that in a day.

"I don't know. I might."

"Good," the girl said, before walking away.

Paris's mom is the principal of the school," Madison said. "She's probably the richest girl here."

"She's also head cheerleader," Jake quipped.

Madison rolled her eyes. "You would know. You practically stalk all of the girls on the squad!"

"I most definitely do not."

Sabrina laughed. The two acted as though they were brother and sister.

"I can't believe you guys made me scrimmage with you right before classes. Now I'm all sweaty and gross," Sabrina complained.

"I'm not gonna argue with that one," Jake said quickly.

Sabrina glared at him. "Not funny."

"I was kidding! Anyways, I've got bio in five minutes, so I'll see you guys later." Jake said, waving before heading off in another direction.

"Bye!" The two girls said in unison.

As the two headed back into the school, Sabrina spotted a familiar face posting fliers up onto a bulletin board. What was his name again? He had a handsome face that was pretty hard to forget. Tuck? No, that wasn't right.

"Hey look, there's Puck," Madison said, veering Sabrina over in his direction. Oh, that's right. His name was Puck.

"Puck?"

Puck swiveled around, but his initial surprise began to wear away as he spotted Madison. "Hey, Madison."

"Coach has you putting up fliers?" Madison asked, a knowing look on her face.

"Yup," he replied, popping the 'p'. "He was too lazy to do it himself."

This was the first time she had heard Puck talk this much. The only thing they had ever said to each other was "hi".

Madison laughed. "Of course. Can I have an extra flier? Sabrina's thinking about trying out for the team."

For the first time, Puck's gaze shifted to Sabrina. He looked her up and down, as if he was analyzing her. It was unnerving, to say the least. He handed her a flier.

"Tryouts are on Monday. Hope to see you there." The words sounded monotone, as if he said them to every person he handed a flier to.

Sabrina took the paper without responding. His attitude was annoying. She turned to Madison. "We should probably go, English starts in a few minutes."

"Oh, right! See you later, Puck!" She exclaimed, heading off down the hallway, Sabrina in tow behind her.

Sabrina waited until they were no longer in earshot of Puck to begin speaking again. "Is he always like that?"

"Like what?"

"I don't know, just…" Sabrina trailed off. She didn't know exactly how to describe his personality.

"Rude? Not really. He's actually really nice and funny once you get to know him. Jake and him are best friends," Madison said.

"Oh. And his name is Puck?" Sabrina questioned. It was definitely an odd name.

Madison laughed. "Yeah. So, you've been at this school for a week. You've met pretty much everyone who's going to be on the soccer team this year, and you're an amazing player. You play forward, which just so happens to be what we're looking for. Why won't you just try out for the team? If you don't like tryouts, then you don't have to do it. But at just go to tryouts!"

Sabrina sighed. There really was no way around this. "If I go to tryouts, will you stop bugging me about it?"

Madison pumped her fist in victory. "Yes! I'll never bother you again."

"Fine. Then I'll try out."

Madison smiled brightly. "Good! And by the way, Puck is the captain of the team."

Sabrina's eyes widened. "Oh."

For some reason, she just couldn't picture him leading a team of soccer players.

Suddenly, the bell rang shrilly, signaling that classes had started.

"Crap," Madison exclaimed. "We're late!"

The two girls rushed hurriedly down the hallway.

Before I say anything, I want everyone to know that a scrimmage is just a practice game. So every time I said scrimmage in this chapter, that's what it meant. You should probably remember that word, I'll be mentioning it a lot.

This chapter was ridiculously short, and I'm not proud of it. Sorry, this was mostly an introduction chapter.

I know you're probably all really confused with all the OC names I'm throwing into the story, but by the next few chapters, you'll all know who everyone is. :)

Next chapter will most likely be Puck's POV.

Also, let me just say now that I haven't played soccer in like, five years, so I'm really rusty on all the positions and terms and stuff. Luckily, I have my fellow Fanfiction friends to help me, as well as Google. Praise the Lord for Google.

Question of the Day (QotD): Ok, most of you will be able to participate in this. Do you guys know what an anti-joke is? If you don't, go search it on Google. Whoever can give me the funniest anti-joke gets a shout-out next chapter!

Thanks again to everyone who reviewed. I love you all. Xx

~Anastasia