Imagine That: Multifandom Part Two

moving on【four】| alicia clark

"And the winners of the stadium games are Team Valiant with a whopping thirty-two points!" Strand announced over the commotion.

"It was a good effort anyway," Alicia told our team, offering a sympathetic smile. "We'll get them next time."

We shared one final group hug before dispersing amongst the crowd. I looked to Alicia, smiling apologetically.

"You upset?" I asked.

She scrunched her nose, shaking her head. "Nah. It was still fun. Besides, I'm much more mature than Nick is. I won't be a sore loser."

I laughed, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and squeezing it supportively. "That's my girl. You did good, Alicia."

She rolled her eyes, but a smile tugged at her lips. Before either of us could say anything more, we were interrupted by a bragging Nick who approached us with a cocky smile.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Team Loser!"

"Nick," Alicia acknowledged. "Congratulations on the win."

He studied her closely, but she didn't flinch in the slightest. A smile spread across his lips as he looked between her eyes. "This really stings, doesn't it?"

"Not in the slightest."

He waited for her to crack, but she didn't surprisingly, so he snickered and straightened up. "Good game, sis. Maybe you'll beat me next time."

Alicia hummed, holding her nonchalant stance, and I tried not to laugh.

"It's a shame you were on the losing team, Y/N," he added, looking to me. "You were pretty good out there."

"You won because of one game, otherwise we were in the lead," I reminded him with amusement.

"A win is a win."

"Touché."

He grinned, making Alicia scoff quietly, and then Madison called from the distance, "Nick stop bullying your sister!", and I started to laugh.

"I'm not!" he called back, before nodding to us both. "Ladies."

When he left, I glanced over at Alicia who was back to glaring at him from afar. "So, still taking the high road?"

"Uh-huh."

"Because I can totally shave his eyebrows off in his sleep if it makes you feel better."

She blinked, acknowledging my words, then glanced at me with humoured eyes. "Don't. That sounds very tempting."

I chuckled. "That's the point."

She began to smile. "I appreciate the offer, but I'll be fine. As long as he doesn't keep rubbing it in my face. Otherwise yes to the shaving his eyebrows thing."

"You got it."

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After everybody got cleaned up, the sun was already setting and others had already got started on the bonfire and barbecue. By the time I'd showered and changed, I could smell the food being cooked up, the scent curling in the air alongside the smell of burning wood. It was a homely scent, one that reminded me how lucky I was to be here.