Brooklyns PoV
"Home sweet home" my mom places down the last of our boxes on top of the kitchen counter. "How does it feel to be home?" My mom walks round the kitchen island to face me. "Yeh it's good mom" I reply trying to hide my disdain for being here. "It'll be good for you honey. It'll be good for your football career" my mom point as she walks back to the box and opens it. I skooch my bum up onto the counter and pick at an orange "it's soccer here remember" I smile as she looks at me. "Have you spoken to Emma since you landed?" My heart sinks thinking about the girl I left in England. "No mom, we decided it was best just to ... cut ties now" I mumble placing the orange down on the counter. "I'm sorry honey" my mom sadly says feeling the tension in the room. "It's ok mom. I'm gonna head up and sort out my room if that's ok?" I point behind me to the stairs as my mom nods. Placing a quick peck on her cheek I turn round and quickly ascend the stairs.
It's a weird feeling walking back into your childhood room, it brings back so many memories ... some good and some bad. . I have my first day back at north shore tomorrow where I'm assuming I'm going to have to face ...her. I'm dreading it, I'm dreading facing her after all this time. I loved the uk, the move there came along at just the right time for me to escape what was happening here. I fitted in so well there when we first moved. My friend group welcomed me with open arms. Showing me how to properly make tea and wouldn't hide their disgust when I would ask what a kettle was. It took some getting used to but in no time I felt like one of the gang. Hiding from the rain or basking in the sunshine, each day was different. Then I met my girlfriend Emma. She ...obviously... knew I was intersex and that i was embarrassed by it. She would tell me repeatedly not to be embarrassed but I couldn't shift it. She never told a soul. We were the typical teenagers in love and with that comes the usual dramas. My mom moved us to the uk because at the time it was a better choice for my soccer career. I trained up along side the England women's team and my soccer improved immensely from being there. My dream has always been to play USWNT, although I won't lie the women's premiership turned my head slightly. Heading into junior year is when scouts come out so this was the time I needed to make my decision. By now you obviously know I decided to come back to America. Which meant telling Emma and us spending the last few weeks together. Our goodbye was emotional to say the least but it just wasn't meant to be.
So now your brought up to speed I'm now having to get myself organised for my first day back at the cliquiest school on the planet...if it hasn't changed whilst Iv been away. Iv been in the same class as most of these people since kindergarten. My best friend and I kept to ourselves mostly and avoided all the stereotypical groups. I did have a secret from her tho ... or more I was a secret. But I'll tell you about that tomorrow when I arrive at north shore and see what's going on. Which reminds me ... I should call my friend. Pulling out my phone I scroll through the names and numbers landing on Nat ...
"Please tell me you've landed and you're back in the land of greatness?"
I laugh "you loved England when you visited me don't lie"
"Ok yes I will admit I loved the tea and the scones or however they pronounce it but cut to the chase are you back yet or what?"
"I may be sitting in my bedroom right now looking at your dork face haunting the photos on my wall"
"Well I'm offended. You told me you loved looking at my face"
"I don't ever remember saying that but you can dream Nat" I laugh pushing myself off my bed and walking to a box
"So how was the flight? Join the mile high club with a hot air stewardess?" She laughs down the phone as I roll my eyes
"Oh yeh I asked my mom to hold my neck pillow while I banged a stewardess in the bathroom" I smile holding the phone to my ear with my shoulder as I take out some of my stuff
"Knew it. Knew you were kinky Rooky. Are you ready to face the hell that is north shore tomorrow? Also remember and bring your soccer kit because try outs begin tomorrow" I purse my lips wondering which box has my kit in it as I look between the boxes
"Yeh yeh I just need to find it. Anyway is north shore just the same?" I ask whilst looking through the other boxes
"Oh you know of course it is but don't worry I hang out with the soccer girls and considering you're definitely getting a place on the team I'm sure you'll fit in just fine" I sigh pulling out my hold all containing my kit and throw it down in my closet
"Oh so you've cliqued in my absence Nat?" I laugh hearing her groan over the phone
"Well you know my bestie left me ... the bitch and a girls gotta look out for herself especially in the zoo that is north shore. Will I pick you up in the morning? We can go get breakfast like old times? Head to waffle house and you can buy seeing as you abandoned me all those years ago" I laugh at the dramatics of my best friend as I pack away some clothes into the dresser
"I'll buy you one waffle" I tease looking up at the photos that litter my bedroom wall
"Tight ass, make it two and maybe just maybe I'll let you sit with me at lunch" I laugh seeing a photo of Nat and I at our first soccer camp together. We both looked so little.
"Deal see you in the morning dear"
"See you in the morning honey" I laugh as we hang up the phone.
Nat and I have been friends forever. Part of me is sad leaving my life in the uk but the other part is happy to be back here with Nat. Spending time together before we both head off and face the real adult world.
I spent the rest of the night unpacking boxes until my bedroom was done. Finito... I don't have to think about it anymore. I was over tired due to the jet lag and time difference so falling asleep was actually easy ... getting up this morning ... not so much.
As I lay in bed contemplating snoozing my alarm for the sixth time my bedroom door swings open. "You've got to be kidding me... get the fuck up" Nat bursts in pulling the covers from my cozy body. "Naaaaat" I moan trying to pull the covers back over me. "Ok first off never and I mean never moan my name again. My first breakfast was about to make a reappearance at the sound and second ... since uh when did you get abs?" She jumps on my bed and starts poking my stomach. "You wish I'd moan your name bitch. Please get off me I need to pee" I groan as she slides to my side. "I'm going down stairs to flirt with your mom so hurry the fuck up or you may walk down to a different Patterson moaning my name" I throw the closest book at her as I walk into the bathroom to get showered.
Running down the stairs I can hear Nat chatting to my mom. Throwing my kit bag and school bag at the front door I walk into the kitchen and grab an apple. "Morning honey how did you sleep?" My mom asks me as she pours herself a cup of coffee. "Yeh good mom. How did you sleep?" I ask nudging Nat who is staring at my mom. "Good honey. It was warm though wasn't it. I'm not used to the heat here now" Nat pushes herself up off the counter and looks at my mom "you know miss p sleeping naked is a..." "right mom we need to go to school" I push Nat who grins at me towards the kitchen door. "Bye miss p I'll definitely be back later" Nat shouts as my mom laughs at our antics "bye nat". "Bye mom I'll be home after soccer try outs" I run up and give my mom a quick peck on the cheek. "Bye honey good luck at try outs ... I'll make lasagne for dinner if Nat wants to stay too" before I can reply Nat shouts from the front door "it's a date miss p". Rolling my eyes I head towards the front door pushing my friend.
"So what have I got to look forward to?" I ask Nat as we make our way to school, stuffed from our waffles. "You know the usual. Aaron Samuel's is still the north shore heartthrob. Regina is still the queen bee. Usual north shore shite. But this year... me and you baybae we are going to be girl jocks and and we will both get scouted" Nat throws her fist in the air as she drives. I laugh as we turn the corner and north shore comes into view. "Has Regina softened since I was last here?" I ask hopeful that the queen bitch isn't as bad as I remember. "Em ... I mean ... we tend to be the fortunate ones and by that I mean she totally ignores our existence... so take from that what you will. Also should I bring your mom a bottle of wine for dinner tonight?" Nat laughs as she parks the car. "Stop trying to suck up to my mom" I push her shoulder as she climbs out of the car. "I'll tell you what I would suck of your moms" "don't even finish that sentence" I throw her kit bag at her from the back seat as I climb out of her car. Standing up I sling my school bag over my shoulder and carry my kit bag with my hand. "Actually ... we haven't touched on your love life Nat. What's happening?" I ask as we walk from the car park to the school. "Och you know I'm not really one to be tied down. Tied up yes but tied down not really for me ... so ... you can say Iv hooked up with a few girls on the cheerleading squad" I look at my friend wide eyed with excitement as we slap each other. "You need to show me who" I push her as she pushes me back "what so you know who not to fuck?". "I am nursing a broken heart Nat, I do not intend to fuck around this year" I smile as we push open the school doors. "Och bite me, although I bet you'd enjoy it" I wrap my arm around her neck and pull her into me as she laughs. "Right I need to go see Ms Norbury and you need to ... actually I don't know what you need to do but yeh see you later?" I ask walking away from her locker. "Text me when you have your classes and I'll meet you before lunch?" "Yes Nat" I laugh walking towards Ms Norburys home room.
Cadys PoV
"So your new too?" I ask this really hot girl who stands with me at the front of the class. "No im em just back so... not new" she smiles softly at me. She's really pretty. "Right guys we have a new student joining us today from Kentucky..." I hear mr Duvall tell the class "no I'm from Kenya" I correct him as he nods. "Kenya ... her name is Cady" "it's cady... cady heron" I correct his pronunciation. "My apologies I will commit that to memory ... Cady like the Canadian songstress Cady Lang... and heron like the illegal street drug" ms Norbury squints her eye at mr Duvall before he turns to the hot girl "now some of you might remember Brooklyn here and some of you ... well won't. Brooklyn like the city and Patterson like the famous vampire. Brooklyn you can take a seat whilst ms Norbury speaks to Cady". Brooklyn ... now that I know her name walks towards the empty seat at the back as I watch her. "Cady my names ms Norbury I'll be your home room teacher, this is your roster..." she hands a sheet of paper to me as she looks up to Brooklyn "Brooklyn I'll grab yours for you in a second ... I actually think you and Cady have a lot of the same classes ... AP calculus... Cady you must have had excellent teachers at your old school" I look excitedly from Brooklyn to ms Norbury and nod. "Oh I was home schooled" I reply looking down at my classes "oh home schooled... that's a fun way to take jobs from my union". I look at the woman for a second before she hunches forward "no I'm joking. Do you think you can follow this schedule?". I smile and nod "em yeh I think so" "great so you move from class to class with ..." the bell then rings "that's it" she points in the air. "Brooklyn can you come grab your schedule and show Cady where English lit is?" I smile seeing Brooklyn nod and stand up.