BRUINS 2

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a/n : For the record : this is Madalyn Schiffel. In real life she plays for the Seattle Reign.

UCLA

I told myself : not again.

When I saw her appear, I knew she was more than a simple soul floating in the poisoned air.

Her eyes could make the world bend in front of her, the sky fall on its knees and the ocean calm down any storms. Her deep gaze is soft yet aggressive, just like a fire that just started to-

Madalyn closes the book, as a girl makes her way into the room.

It's a blonde with an eternal smirk on her face, and a blonde high ponytail. She is confident when she puts her bags on the empty bed, looking around her. Madalyn immediately knows the girl is not from here - is not American - and it gets confirmed only seconds later, when the blue-eyed lets out in a deep British accent :

"Yo, Rachel Daly here" she waves at the brunette, who just frowns. The blonde smirks, before adding : "Most people call me God, but to you it's Rach."

"Uh, okay"

The poor response by Madalyn makes Rachel roll her eyes.

"Are you at least gonna give me yo name girl ?" she asks, raising her eyebrows.

The thing about Madalyn is that she doesn't like people.

If you met her, you'd think she is a very outgoing and funny person. Even friendly. But the thing is that she is a smart girl, and knows society doesn't like lonely people, so she just pretends to like people she finds dumb in reality.

So she smirks and says in a serious voice :

"Madalyn."

Rachel seems confused, but not for too long, as she says :

"I'm going to call you Mads"

"No, it's Madalyn."

"So, Mads, are you a keeper ?"

The brunette's eyes fall on her bags that just are half-undone, as her gloves are on top of the pile.

Mads rolls her eyes.