Fast, Fierce, and Feisty

Today was the first day of school, I was nervous but exited to start practicing again. I have my first practice today on my new team, apparently they all knew a new player was coming but...what if they don't like me?
I shake the thought out of my head as I pack my duffle bag. I am dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans and a floral crop top with a pair of flats. I have long, curly brown hair that reaches my butt and really brown eyes that could be mistaken for black if you look fast. I am really outgoing and confident, never one to be shy around new people, but nervous...yes.
After I am done filling my bag with everything I need for practice I fun down stairs and greet my parent who are eatting breakfast. I sit and begin to eat an apple as my brothers come down.
"Hey Esmee. Can I drive this morning?" Conner asks me.I nod and he send me a bright smile.
Conner is 17, 6'4, and unlike me, enjoys to play football. He has black hair and bright green eyes.
"Awe man!" Dylan frowns grabbing a bannana for himself. "I wanted to drive!"
Dylan is 18, 6'5, and is not athletic like Conner and I but very musical, playing the guitar, piano, and singing. He has hair like mine but eyes like Conner.
I enjoy music as well as him. I play the piano and sing but only around my family.
"To bad." Conner smirks and I laugh lightly. "We better head out anyways." He adds
"Okay kids behave." Dad tells us and Mom hugs us all goodbye. We run out to the car and I win shot gun! We drive to school and park near the front.
"Are you going to need a ride home?" Dylan asks as we near the school.
"Um, I'll call you. It ends around 8..." I tell him.
I feel eyes burning into us as we walk toward the building. It makes me feel unconfertable so I quicken my pase. My brothers notice and quickly reassure me everyting will be okay. We get our sceduals in the office and head our seperate ways. I find my locker and grab my books for the first four classes, I have fifth period lunch and then two more periods after. I hear the bell and groan knowing I am late. I rush to find my classroom and when I do I hurry inside. All eyes shift to me and I smile and wave awkwardly. The teacher smiles at me and walks my way.
"Hello! You must be the new student. I'm Mrs.Keller your English teacher. it is nice to meet you." She smiles warmly at me.
"I'm Esmee. Where would you like me to sit?" I question and her eyes light up
"What a lovely accent you have! Where are you from hunny? Please dont be in any rush. I'm sure we would all like to get to know you." She sits me down in a seat infront of the class.
"Um, I'm from Manchester. I like soccer. Food...and yeah. Not that many things about me." I shrug
"Oh common. Tell us why you moved here." She smiles at me. All eyes shift to me again in curiousity
"Oh! Well, I play soccer and got recruted." I shrug and the teacher nods. The bell rings and class is over. I grab my things and walk out. Math, Science, and History fly by and I am soon eating lunch with my brothers at a table in the middle of the lunch room. We exchange stories on our days and I decide to cheak my scedual for my next class.
"I have gym next...Then Music." I smile exited.
"I have music with you." Dylan laughs and I smile wider. I love singing and playing piano with my brother, I probably wont infront of the class but it is cool that I could If I wanted to.
"I have gym with you." Conner smirks and I give him and pointed look
"I will always beat you." I smirk and he shakes his head.
"Nope. I hope we are running..." He says and I roll my eyes.
"I hope we play soccer." I giggle and he laughs at this
"You only want to beat everyone." He states and I nod making him roll him eyes.
The bell rings a few minutes later and we dump our food. Conner and I walk to the locker rooms and I hurry to change. I pull on navy blue sophies and a white t-shirt that says "Swag" on the front in aztek print letters I change my shoes into Nike sneakers and throw my hair into a pony tail. That is when I notice the girls rolling their pants up and waring tight tank tops showing off as much as they could. They even put on more make up...What the hell...
I don't ware makeup ever.
I hurry out and meet with Conner utside of te locker rooms.
"These girls are all very..." i start but COnner cuts me off
"Fit." He says and I hit his arm bringing him back to reality
"No. not even close. I was going to say slutty." i roll my eyes and the coach walks up.
"Hello class. Today we have two new students. Esmee and Conner. You all know the drill. New guys pick the game of the day." The coach says
"Soccer." I say quickly. Conner rolls his eyes and I get exited when the coach nods and brings us to the soccer field.
"Conner is a captain and Esmee is a captain. Pick your teams" The coach says. I nod and we begin to deal people. Conner chose first so, I get the ball first.
"Good luck." I smirk to Conner and the coach blows his whistle. I attack the ball and Conner puts up a good defence but I get it away with a bunch of tricks. I score on the team no problem and I get high fived by some guys on my team.
"Your great! TIME OUT!" The coach yells. I stop and he run to me after a few minutes.
"You are amazing. Completely amazing. How long have you played?" He asks
"Um 15 years." I say smiling lightly at him.
He goes on and on about how great I am for the rest of class, wasting the game time and leaving the score at 1-0.
I got change in the locker room and hurry to my next class. When I get there Dylan is already talking to the teacher.
"Hey." i smile at the teacher and Dylan
"This is your sister. Esmee am I right?" The teacher asks. I nod and look him up and down. He couldn't be the teacher...He is...HOT and young. How is he a music teacher!?
"Cool. Well, today is our free day so go and do whatever. Just remember. If you break anything you pay for it." He says. I laugh and Dylan and I walk to the Piano. I sit beside him and watch as he goofs around playing and singing lightly.
"You wanna try?" Dylan asks. I blush and shake my head.
"No. 'mm good." I say simply.
"Are you...SCARED!?" Dylan asks dramatically.
"NO." I say defencivly
"Then play. and sing me a little song. Unless. Little Es (Ez) Is scared." He makes a baby noice and I shove him in the side.
I turn and face the piano before playing a well known song.
"'Cause your a sky, 'Cause your a sky full of stars
I'm gonna give you my heart
'Cause your a sky, Cause your a sky full of stars
Cause you light up the path
I don't care, go on and tear me apart
I don't care if you do-" I sing the song softly and the words flow out of my mouth gracefully. I get lost in the song and before I knew It I was done.
I look up at Dylan after I finish and he is smiling at me in awe.
"What?" I ask scared that I was off or pitchy.
"That was amazing...I didn't think you could sing like that...You have never sang before. Where did that come from?" he asks awestruck
"Um, I sing in the shower. And that is all." I shrug.
"Hey, your really great." A deep voice from behind me says.
I turn around to a tall male, around 6'4, he has a cute up-due hair cut pulled back in a beenie. When my brown eyes meet him bright green one i smile at him.
"Thanks. I was just goofing off really. I'm Esmee, this is Dylan." I introduce my brother and I
"A pretty name for a pretty girl." He says and I blush lightly, "I'm Blake." He says and I smile at him. The bell cuts us off and exitement rushes through me. Practice time!
"Well, Blake it was nice meeting you. I'll see you around." I say before walking out of the room. I go to the locker room and grab my duffle bag. I pull out my things and hurry to get dressed and ready. When I am done, I walk out to get greated by a man in a suit,
"Hello, Esmee. I'm Mr.Stone. I was the one on the phone. Follow me to the feild. The team has already started." He sas and we walk while talking. He tells me about the impressive winning streak and how the team read my fil, so they know I am undefeated.
I was busy listening to Mr.Stone I didn't even look up at the field. When I do, I freeze.
Boys.
Boys everywhere.
I'm on a dude team!?

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