Her whole life Samantha was known as Mikey's little sister. This, along with the fact that she hit puberty later than the rest of the girls and spent all her time kicking a soccer ball around with her brother and his friends, made it nearly impossi...
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I HEADED STRAIGHT to the locker rooms after school, changing into a pair of workout shorts, sports bra and t-shirt. I put on a pair of socks and shoes, tied up my hair and stepped out onto the field, hoping to get in an extra quick warm up before tryouts started.
A few other girls had had the same idea, as the field was surprisingly crowded already. I recognized a lot of them from being on the team freshman year. Most of them seemed happy to see me and I was in the middle of explaining to one of the girls the drastic weather difference between California and New York when a voice interrupted me from behind.
"You really shouldn't have bothered to come."
I turned around to face Natalie. She was standing with her arms crossed with a scowl on her dolled up face and somehow still managing to look like a covergirl.
I had to admit I was slightly thrown off that she seemed to be acknowledging my existence.
"Oh? And why not?" I took a step toward her, in a slightly challenging yet casual demeanor.
"Because the spot is already mine. But by all means, if you're here already, we could use another bench player." Her voice was sweet but her undertone was bitter as she eyed me up and down in an unimpressed manner.
"You're just going to have to fill that spot yourself because I intend on being on the field." I responded, mimicking the same sweetness.
Her eyes narrowed even more but she kept the smirk on her face. How she managed to make it look both sweet and vicious was actually impressive. "You might think you can come back here and just take whatever you want but you can't."
"And what exactly have I taken that you clearly want?" I quickly interjected, raising a questioning eyebrow.
I couldn't figure out what her actual issue was with me. Was it because she saw me with Dom and she was bitter that he didn't want anything to do with her? Was it because of the spot on the team? Regardless, I couldn't fathom wasting so much energy on a person you don't actually know.
She pursed her lips. "This is my team and this is my position. You might have been someone here before but there's no place for you at this school anymore." Her voice had lost all trace of sweet as she took a step forward.
Okay so it was definitely a power thing.
"Why are you so threatened?" I asked, not stepping away.
She barked out a laugh that was anything but amusement. "Me threatened by you? Please."
"Clearly you are... Clearly I've gotten under your skin."
She rolled her eyes, flipping her hair back in a very nauseating manner. Was she serious right now? "Look, I'm just trying to save you the effort of trying. There's no place here for you anymore."
