Waking up was painful. The sun was bright and her cabin was empty. She quickly jumped up and bolted to her luggage. She yanked out her clothes and pulled on her shorts and t-shirt without another thought. Stella looked down at her legs and sand was plastered to her stems in all the wrong places. Quickly dusting them off, she smacked her head with an open palm and groaned. "Shit." She uttered. She let temptation get the best of her. She was supposed to be here for soccer, not sexual escapades.
She laced up her cleats and bursted through the door. Her calf was still sore but today was the 7th till the last day of her camp; she had to make the most of it. She stretched her leg out and trotted to the fields. She watched as the whole cluster of players were listening to Coach Faragonda. She slipped in at the end of her speech.
"And who ever was on the beach at that unexplainable hour will be severely punished. Our witness said that there were two people. If anyone has any information, please speak to me in private." Faragonda barked.
Stella felt her skin riddle with bumps. Oh Shit. She couldn't get kicked out, she couldn't. Who the hell would be a witness?!
Mitzi emerged from the group and growled, "Who ever I saw, I will turn you in." She sneered. Stella looked around for Brandon, who was setting up a drill, looking cool as ever. How could he maintain a poise when they both could be persecuted? Stella wrapped her arms around her pitted stomach and sighed quietly. The girls dispersed into their groups and Stella held to the back of the pack. When they were all in solitude as a group, Musa spoke up lightly.
"Stella, don't worry." She started. All of the girls turned to Stella, "We won't say a word." Flora rested her hand on Stella's back. Stella blushed and nodded, "Thank you. So much." She whispered through a choking breath. They nodded and rushed to the field. Roy walked up to them quickly and put his hands on Bloom and Tecna's shoulders. "Okay, same set up. Stella, get in the back." He told her. She reluctantly agreed and limped onto the field. Faragonda walked to the center of the field and demanded attention.
"Match 1, Orange versus Yellow. I need captains." Faragonda called. Musa and Stella came from the back field and met up with 2 other girls in yellow jerseys. Musa won the toss and Stella and her turned to regain their positions.
"JUST ONE SECOND MS. STELLA." Faragonda barked. Stella froze. Oh no. Oh no.
"I didn't think you would be this naïve. Hiding something like this." She stomped over to Stella who shook her golden locks.
"I have no idea what you're talking about!" Stella gasped as she approached with a scowl. This is it. I'm gone. I'm gonna be known as the camp slut. Oh no. Shit. Shit. Shit.
"When were you going to confess?" Faragonda interrogated. Within seconds of her approach, Brandon had sprinted to her assistance.
"Faragonda, this is all my fault." He choked up, face red and horrified. "It was an accident." He added with sad eyes. Stella stared at him coming to her defense. He could be arrested and labeled a child predator for the rest of his life.
Faragonda looked at him shocked, "You?!" She gasped. "You're the one who put stiches on this girl's leg?"
Stella froze with relief. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." She nodded her head.
"You know she can't play with these in her leg." Faragonda scolded Brandon. His face's redness was flooded by his normal tan again and he smiled. "I do apologize, Faragonda. I just needed to make sure she was going to be okay." He shrugged and chummily patted Stella's shoulder.
"Go on and get her off the field." Faragonda demanded Brandon's compliance. He smiled, swept her up and jogged to the opposite side from the benches so they could exchange grumbles.
"I thought we were goners." He chuckled, smiling down at her as he walked slowly with her in his arms. She shivered at the thought. "That would be horrible.." She mumbled. He placed her down on the cold bench and she grinned, "Thanks Brandon." She waved and he nodded goodbye. Before he turned, Stella watched him mouth the words, see you tonight.
Stella looked out the window and watched as Brandon approached the cabin with Roy. The girls all held in laughs as Stella blushed as they entered.
"Stella, honey." Roy called. "Some big thing of man-candy said that he needs to check your leg out." Roy giggled and snapped his fingers. "Go, get out of here you little bitch!" He teased and scooted her out.
"I really do need to check it!" Brandon called into the cabin, red from embarrassment. The girls laughed as Brandon carried Stella away to his cabin. Brandon walked up the steps and held up his walkie talkie to his lips, "Faragonda," He paged.
"Yes?" She asked.
"I have Stella Solaria with me and I'm going to be redressing her calve, do you think I'll be able to just leave the stitches off?" He spoke confidently.
Stella didn't even care. She could only watch him. He was so handsome and she knew the inevitable was coming; she was falling in love with him.
Brandon fought his glance away from her. She was so beautiful and he was terrified; he was falling in love with her.
Stella eavesdropped as Brandon spoke with Faragonda, "I'll have her here for another half an hour most likely. I originally gave her 20 stiches." He uttered into the blue child's toy.
"That's fine, I'm granting it. Be careful. If you need help, please call Stephen." Faragonda said carelessly.
"Alright, thank you." He shut off his device and joined her on the bed she sat on.
"Your leg is fine, but now I bought us some time to ourselves." He smiled and wrapped his arms around her. His maneuvered his way down to her lips and grazed them softly. Stella couldn't fight it anymore. She pushed her lips onto his forcefully and their tongue's tangoed for dominance. Stella couldn't get over the fact of how great of a kisser he was. He rubbed her arms and she released small groans into his mouth.
Brandon pulled away slightly and kissed her nose. "You're beautiful Stel," He cooed.
She looked up into his eyes and bit her bottom lip, pinning it shut, guarding her from saying the very words she knew were true.
"Two more days," She finally reminded him.
Brandon smiled and kissed her forehead. "I need to get you back." He kissed her again and again, speaking through his kisses.
"Says who?" She climbed on top of him and pinned him to the bed as she pulled off his shirt.