Playing the Part

French Toast

-Your POV-

Everyone looked to her, including me. It was Alex Morgan, the Alex Morgan.

"What the hell, Lex?" Tobin Heath asked.

"Well, I mean she has a French accent." Alex explained.

"You do?" someone asked.

"Say something." someone else demanded.

"I don't know what you want me to say." I said, honestly.

"Oh, you were right...for once Baby Horse." Carli said and laughed. The rest of the team laughed too, everyone except for Alex.

"Alright ladies, let's get everyone settled down and then we'll eat dinner and you can harass each other some more." Jill said. "And you can learn some more about your newest teammate."

Everyone walked over to Jill and seemed to know what to do. I must've looked lost since Kelley walked over to me and grabbed my hand.

I looked down to our intertwined hands and then back up to Kelley.

"Not the holding hand type?" she asked.

"Not really." I reply. All of that lovey-dovey stuff never really interested me.

"Well, get used to it French Toast." Kelley laughed.

I laughed too, another honest laugh.

Two times in one day, must be a record.

"Is that really my nickname now?" I ask.

Kelley smiles. "Pretty much."

I sigh.

"Calm down, Negative Nelly." she says.

"Another nickname?" I ask. Everyone around me starts laughing their asses off.

"What?" I ask, innocently.

"It's a figure of speech." Christen Press says.

"Oh."

"Come on dork, let's go see who you're rooming with." Kelley said.

She pulled me over to a piece of paper and I read for my name.

"Who is Mallory Pugh?" I ask.

"Me." someone said, I turn around and notice a girl that looks a lot younger than everyone here.

"Oh, cool. I guess we're roommates Mallory." I said, trying to sound enthusiastic.

"Yeah! It'll be fun, don't worry. I'll show you the ropes." Mallory said. "And one more thing, my name's Mal."

"Alright Mal, do you want to go to our room?"

"Definitely, I can't handle another minute with these weirdos." Mal said.

"HEY! WE ARE NOT WEIRD!" Ash yelled.

Mal pried my hand from Kelley and we started off to our room.

"Yeah, just OLD!" Mal yelled back.

I laughed, as did she. Three. Three times.

*****

-Mal's POV-

The new girl, Y/N seemed cool. It was nice to have another newbie. I mean I've played for a while now but it just takes the nerves from me.

We walked to our cabin, and dropped our bags on our beds.

"So what do we do now?" Y/N asks.

"Um, you could either take a shower and get cleaned up or just wait around until dinner is ready." I say.

"Shower it is!" she says.

Her French accent was adorable. It wasn't a thick one, but it was still slightly noticeable

"Alright, I'll wait until you're done and then I'll take one after you." I say.

Y/N nods and walks to the bathroom. I guess she forgets to close the door, since she just starts stripping with the door wide open.

I couldn't help but stare, I mean who wouldn't?

The first thing I noticed was her back tattoo. It was amazing. The different patterns and circles looked exquisite.

She soon realized that the door was open, grabbed a towel to cover her front side, and reached for the door.

She looked over to me, and winked. I couldn't help but blush. Y/N is next level hot, you'd be crazy if you didn't blush.