Your POV:
Hi. I'm Y/N L/N. I go to Santa Clara University. I'm currently a senior.
It's nice here, and I'm on the soccer team which is a big deal.
"Next game. Stanford. Who's ready?" My teammate asked.
"I know who's ready." They all looked at me.
"I hate you guys."
"Come on we ALL know you're in love with Kelley O'Hara."
"I'm not in love with her." I sighed. "She's just really good at soccer."
"That's why you've been searching her all over Twitter and YouTube right?"
"Yeah to see how we could stop her." I said. "I don't like her. She's not my type."
Kelley O'Hara was TOTALLY my type.
She's a kickass soccer player, and she's insanely attractive.
But she's the enemy.
And I can't date her!
Cause that would mean my team was right and I'd never hear the end of it.
Driving back to my apartment after practice was eventful.
Not really the music sucked.
When I got back I sat on my couch and opened Twitter.
Y/NL/N: Big game against Stanford! #StampedeTogether
I tweeted it and closed my eyes. I opened them when I got a text message.
After you tweeted, Kelley tweeted.
And I'm the one that's in love with her?
I went onto her account and saw the tweet.
kohara19: #GoStanford
I shook my head and locked my phone.
You're going down Stanford girl.
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Stanford Girl
FanfictionYou go to Santa Clara. Kelley O'Hara, the hottest forward in the country? She goes to Stanford. Will you two but heads, start something, or will you meet someone else?
