ball from the trunk, and handing Natasha her keys. Since Natasha didn't have a sixth period, she would often give Natasha her keys so Natasha was capable of doing something rather than sit around campus all day. Natasha would go to the Starbucks across the street, sometimes to the Subway a few blocks west of the school, but she was always on time when it came to picking Sadie up.
After Sadie got to the field, she noticed that, like usual, the soccer players had to share it with the cheerleaders and the band. Everyone was already warming up in some way; some of her teammates were dribbling in a tight environment while others were juggling. Sadie dropped her ball to the ground and started dribbling herself; at least this way her mind would be focused and concentrated.
"Hey," a familiar voice called out in Sadie's direction. At first, Sadie didn't think the voice was addressing her, but upon it actually saying her name, she stopped her ministrations and glanced around before coming in contact with blue eyes. It was Edward. He offered her a warm smile and came over to her, crossing his arms over his chest as he did so.
"Hey," Sadie murmured in return, silently wondering why he was here. She glanced behind him, catching that his male counterparts were practicing on the opposite field as they normally did. The boys and girls rarely ever played together unless they were scrimmaging.
"So I heard the rumors," Edward said, running his fingers through his thick, blond hair. "I want you to know that I don't believe them at all. I mean, who knows where that kid went after he left the library while you were in the closet? That's not for us to say, you know? And I know you, Sadie. I know you would never sleep with a stoner like that. He's a total waste of space and –"
"Edward," Sadie said, her voice soft but slightly sharp. "I appreciate what you're trying to do here. Really, I do. But I know I didn't sleep with the guy and I know you don't think I did. So thank you. But really, it's no one's business, you know?"
Edward nodded, lifting his cheek up in a half-smile. "Absolutely, Sadie," he agreed. "Absolutely." He reached out and patted her back before heading back to join his teammates.
Sadie felt her stomach crawl. Though what Edward said was nice, it definitely did not help her warring thoughts.
Chapter 16
Practice continued with the team doing the usual drills. Sadie was best at any sort of defense position, but if she had to choose one she was particularly fond of, it would have to be sweeper. Sweeper was the last line of defense after an opposing team's offense got past the fullbacks, but some coaches preferred that the sweeper be placed in front of the fullbacks. Sadie's coach, Ramon Reid chose to place her behind the fullbacks, and that's what Sadie preferred, if she was being honest.
By the time practice let out, Sadie's hair was frizzy, matted with sweat, but she felt exhilarated and alive. Her face, as always, was red due to how fast and how hard she ran, and as she started heading to the parking lot, her lips were greedily sucking out water from her plastic reusable water bottle.
"Sadie!" a cheerful voice exclaimed, though the way she said Sadie's name caused the soccer player to pause. "Sadie, oh Sadie!" Her voice sing-songed from behind Sadie and Sadie felt her body stop walking though she wanted nothing more than to keep going and ignore the person altogether.
Sadie knew exactly who it was calling out to her. Only one person would have such a ridiculously sweet while simultaneously annoying voice and that person was none other than Paulina.
"What do you want Paulina?" Sadie asked through gritted teeth, rolling her eyes up to the sky as she turned around. Without any control on her part, her eyes slowly narrowed into Paulina's and she cocked her head to the side, hoping the cheerleader would get this over with as quickly as possible.
"Ouch," Paulina said, feigning hurt. "What a way to talk to me." She plastered
After Sadie got to the field, she noticed that, like usual, the soccer players had to share it with the cheerleaders and the band. Everyone was already warming up in some way; some of her teammates were dribbling in a tight environment while others were juggling. Sadie dropped her ball to the ground and started dribbling herself; at least this way her mind would be focused and concentrated.
"Hey," a familiar voice called out in Sadie's direction. At first, Sadie didn't think the voice was addressing her, but upon it actually saying her name, she stopped her ministrations and glanced around before coming in contact with blue eyes. It was Edward. He offered her a warm smile and came over to her, crossing his arms over his chest as he did so.
"Hey," Sadie murmured in return, silently wondering why he was here. She glanced behind him, catching that his male counterparts were practicing on the opposite field as they normally did. The boys and girls rarely ever played together unless they were scrimmaging.
"So I heard the rumors," Edward said, running his fingers through his thick, blond hair. "I want you to know that I don't believe them at all. I mean, who knows where that kid went after he left the library while you were in the closet? That's not for us to say, you know? And I know you, Sadie. I know you would never sleep with a stoner like that. He's a total waste of space and –"
"Edward," Sadie said, her voice soft but slightly sharp. "I appreciate what you're trying to do here. Really, I do. But I know I didn't sleep with the guy and I know you don't think I did. So thank you. But really, it's no one's business, you know?"
Edward nodded, lifting his cheek up in a half-smile. "Absolutely, Sadie," he agreed. "Absolutely." He reached out and patted her back before heading back to join his teammates.
Sadie felt her stomach crawl. Though what Edward said was nice, it definitely did not help her warring thoughts.
Chapter 16
Practice continued with the team doing the usual drills. Sadie was best at any sort of defense position, but if she had to choose one she was particularly fond of, it would have to be sweeper. Sweeper was the last line of defense after an opposing team's offense got past the fullbacks, but some coaches preferred that the sweeper be placed in front of the fullbacks. Sadie's coach, Ramon Reid chose to place her behind the fullbacks, and that's what Sadie preferred, if she was being honest.
By the time practice let out, Sadie's hair was frizzy, matted with sweat, but she felt exhilarated and alive. Her face, as always, was red due to how fast and how hard she ran, and as she started heading to the parking lot, her lips were greedily sucking out water from her plastic reusable water bottle.
"Sadie!" a cheerful voice exclaimed, though the way she said Sadie's name caused the soccer player to pause. "Sadie, oh Sadie!" Her voice sing-songed from behind Sadie and Sadie felt her body stop walking though she wanted nothing more than to keep going and ignore the person altogether.
Sadie knew exactly who it was calling out to her. Only one person would have such a ridiculously sweet while simultaneously annoying voice and that person was none other than Paulina.
"What do you want Paulina?" Sadie asked through gritted teeth, rolling her eyes up to the sky as she turned around. Without any control on her part, her eyes slowly narrowed into Paulina's and she cocked her head to the side, hoping the cheerleader would get this over with as quickly as possible.
"Ouch," Paulina said, feigning hurt. "What a way to talk to me." She plastered
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