Stella began to dig faster as Mr. Shields approached her. Her legs were almost touching her chest and she sprinted her way down the beach. He was fighting at her side for the lead but Stella refused to lose.

"Finish Line Is The Pier!" Mr. Shield's huffed as he caught a small lead. Stella shot her glance forward another hundred yards and kicked her legs as hard as she could. Her long legs reached forward and took the lead. She slid onto the pier and gasped trying to save her breath. She turned and smiled at Mr. Shields who finished 2 seconds after her.

"Holy Shit.." He mumbled and breathed heavily. Stella stood back up and smiled.

She began to sing aloud in a joking tone, "You can talk all you want, but my skin is really thick. I'm the leader of the crowd and my game is really slick. I'm unstoppableeeee. unstoppable. Unstoppableee. UNSTOPPABLEEEE!" She danced around and laughed back at Mr. Shields.

He shook his head and sighed.

"That's what you get for challenging me." She smiled and shook his hand with sportsmanship.

"Cocky much?" He chuckled.

"It's not cocky if it's true." She smiled and winked. She turned and began to walk back and he caught back up with her.

"So, tell me about yourself." Stella asked, trying to aid in silence.

He looked up at her and grinned, "Well I'm 23, I've been playing since I was 6. I went to UF on scholarship, tore my LCL and decided to coach instead. My name's Brandon by the way.." He smiled and turned to her. "Your turn."

She nodded, "I'm 17, I'm hoping I'll get a D1 offer. I want to major is psychology and I wish my dog were here with me." She added jokingly.

He looked at her and laughed, "You not getting a scholarship would be a shock. You're insanely good." He complimented her.

"Well thank you, but one tear of my LCL can hurt my chances." She poked at him.

"I don't look like I'd be good, do I?" She asked, slightly embarrassed. "I saw you look at my stats like they were made up before the game." She admitted.

He nodded, "To be honest. As a coach. Yes. You normally don't see pretty blondes pummel through a wall of defenders like you."

Stella blushed. "Let's jog back." She wanted to coat her redness.

Brandon headed back to his room after waving by to Stella.

"Where were you?" His roommate called from his bunk.

"On a run, sorry Mr. Helia, I'll never leave your side again!" Brandon teased and rolled his eyes.

"Oh screw you." Helia laughed and turned started for the door.

"The girls are doing some team bonding think tonight. Coaches have to be present." Helia started to leave as Brandon caught up.

"I don't like the brats on my team." Brandon sighed and walked towards the mess hall.

"Do you know the brunette on Orange?" Helia asked.

Brandon shook his head, "I do know Stella. The blonde one. The super star." Brandon noted.

Helia laughed, "I think her name's Flora. Tell me. Is it illegal for me to-"

"YES." Brandon cut him off.

Brandon hurried to the mess hall next to Helia. As he pulled the doors open, he heard every girl inside turn and stared.

"Hi Mr. Shields! Hey! Mr. Shields hi!" He heard all at once. He pressed his lips in and smiled and waved slightly.

He scanned the crowd for Stella, noticing her golden locks immediately. She wasn't even looking at him. He frowned and pondered for his seat.

Brandon sat and watched as Stella and her team ran through a hand made obstacle course, played cognitive challenges and solved riddles. There had to be something she was bad at. She was literally perfect. She was stunning. Full of life and an all around joy. Brandon danced around the thought of if she had a boyfriend. Most likely.

After the activities, the girls were allowed to leave for dinner. Helia jumped into his Jeep and Brandon tagged along with him.

"I'm starving." Brandon mumbled fastening his seat belt.

"Yeah, from running with an UNDERAGE CAMPER." Helia yelled only loud enough for Brandon to get the point.

"I did nothing wrong." Brandon stretched back and put his hands behind his head.

"Flora's 18." Helia mumbled under his breath.

Brandon laughed loudly, "You're still persuing this?! You'll get fired!" Brandon shook his head.

"I never said I was gonna have sex with her. But it was just a fact." Helia defended himself.

Brandon shook his head again, rolling his eyes. "Just don't get us in trouble."

"US?! You are trying to get into Stella's pants!" Helia laughed loudly.

"NO! I'M NOT!" Brandon yelled, red in the face. "I just...think she's really freakin' amazing." He admitted.

Brandon looked out the window. He know he couldn't actually have feelings for someone after only talking to them for a little over an hour. That would just be ridiculous.

"We going to City Walk tomorrow?" Brandon turned back to Helia who nodded. "Hellll Yeahhhhh!"

Helia parked his jeep and jumped out. Brandon joined him as they approached the front doors of the restaurant. They were seated quickly and Brandon's gaze immediately snapped up. Stella and Flora.

He kicked Helia's leg underneath the table and Helia growled, "Hey man!" He rubbed his knee. Brandon eye balled him and Helia shot his glance to them.

"Holy shit, the soccer Gods are in our favor." Helia giggled boyishly.

Stella looked up and swallowed hard. "This was a bad place to choose to go drinking Flo..." She mumbled to Flora and turned her back after catching eyes with Mr. Shields.

"Hey look!" Flora cheered, "The technique trainer is here too! Helia hey!" Flora called and started her way over.

Helia turned red, "Flora, hey!" He waved from his booth. "Join us?" He offered.

Stella swallowed hard. Shit.

Flora guided Stella over to their booth and she slid in next to Helia.

Stella hesitated and Brandon moved over. "Hi Mr. Shields." She whispered and slid in with him.

Dinner went casually, Flora leading the conversation with Helia while Stella and Brandon whispered back and forth.

"Does he like her?" She whispered into his ear, sending a chill down his spine. He put his mouth to her ear and laughed, "He's thrilled that she's older than 17, that's for sure."

Stella turned bright red feeling his whisper trace down her neck.

"Brandon!" A voice called, Stella whipped her neck around to see who was ruining their moment.

"Mitzi, you kinda have to call me Mr. Shields." Brandon mumbled.

The girl walked up to the table and smirked, "Says who Brandon?" She bit her lip and smiled.

Brandon rolled his eyes. Stella smiled to the girl, "Hi, I'm Stella." She grinned and tried to break the tension.

"We ALL know who you are super star." Mitzi rolled her eyes back and turned her attention back to Brandon.

"You should come sit with us." Mitzi put her hand on her hip and poked her tongue to the top of her lips.

"I'm good here, thanks Mitzi." He nodded and began to drink more of his beer.

Stella stood up and looked at Flora. "Time for us to go," She said embarrassed. She refused to be known as the girl who was a coach chaser like Mitzi.

"Us too," Brandon joined her and started for the door with Stella and Flora. Helia followed them and Stella peaked over her shoulder to see Mitzi boiling.

Stella walked swiftly to her car and Flora tailed her, "What's wrong with you today!?" Flora uttered under her breath, just audible enough for Stella to hear.

"We can get them fired, and then we can get kicked out!" Stella whispered loudly.

"See ya Stella!" Brandon waved from a jeep.

"See you soon Flora," Helia smiled and Flora blushed, "Okay!" She chirped.

"Bye Mr. Shields," Stella waved with a melancholy tone.

"Call me Brandon." He grinned and ducked into the jeep's passenger seat.

Chibi Horsewoman- YOU'RE EXACTLY RIGHT! I'm obsessed with that movie. I just changed it to Florida because I live here and I play soccer too, so I wanted to do this so badly. Thanks for the review, it made me smile (: