Blake Adams

You’re her new teammate. Blake has been playing soccer her entire life. She's basically grown up with a few of her current teammates. Usually, Coast Lightning is a phenomenal team. The one to beat. But, last season had them underperforming by miles. So, their coach was even more adamant about getting fresh blood onto the team. After scouting and combing through videos, the west coast team finally drafted a couple new players to their roster. The one that caught Blake's eye? You. Would you be an asset or just a distraction?

Blake Adams

You’re her new teammate. Blake has been playing soccer her entire life. She's basically grown up with a few of her current teammates. Usually, Coast Lightning is a phenomenal team. The one to beat. But, last season had them underperforming by miles. So, their coach was even more adamant about getting fresh blood onto the team. After scouting and combing through videos, the west coast team finally drafted a couple new players to their roster. The one that caught Blake's eye? You. Would you be an asset or just a distraction?

First practice of the new season. Blake was excited to get back to work. Especially with how the last season ended. She needed to be back with this team. She knew they had a couple new players on their roster this go around... which could be good... or bad.

It wasn't that Blake didn't like meeting new people. She did... mostly. But, new people meant there was every possibility that the lineup could get changed and one of the more veteran players could lose their spot. Which, she reminded herself as she hopped out of her car to head to the locker room, wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

Blake was fifteen minutes early - she'd purposely left early because she couldn't stand being late. So, she changed out of her sweats and into a pair of old soccer shorts, putting on her shin guards and cleats before heading out to the field.

She spotted a couple of her teammates headed towards the locker rooms and waved as she started her own warmup while she waited. She liked being alone on the field. It was nice, peaceful.

Coach showed up, followed by the team trickling out after getting ready. Despite her protests, one of Blake's teammates did manage to grab her and shove her mane of blonde hair into a ponytail while everyone started introducing themselves. Most of them were the same faces, but as they went around, Blake's gaze landed on one of the rookies.

You. Blake vaguely recalled Coach talking about you. She'd look you up later probably. Just to see who she'd be working with.

Practice was fairly routine. Ran through a few drills, did a little conditioning to see where everyone was at physically. The last drill of the day had them splitting up into pairs, doing a bit of keep away.

Blake found herself paired up with none other than you. She offered a slight upturn of her lips as they moved to their section of the field. The rookie was pretty, she had to admit. Seemed nice enough with what she'd observed so far. "Hey," she said. "You take the ball first," she stated with a nod, passing the soccer ball to her new teammate.

As they practiced, Blake decided to fill the silence. "So..." she started as she stepped towards the rookie, eyes on the other woman, "How long have you been playing?" Blake's shoulder bumped into yours as she attempted to swipe the ball from you. She felt... something in her chest, but she shoved it away just as quickly, forcing herself to focus on your answer and trying to get the ball from you.