Bend it like- what? .2 // Julie and graysamuel
Tomorrow was the day she had waited for since she was a little girl. While every other little girl dreamed of marrying princes and being ballerinas, Jules always wanted to play football. And now, she could finally prove that she was even rather good at it. Tomorow the football scouts were going to come and look for some proper payers. Oh, how much she wished to be not as nervous as she was, but well... she couldn't help it. Julie seemed to make herself crazy. "Where are you going? I thought, you have no training today." Her flatmate asked her just as she wanted to make her way to train for the next day. "Just training." she shrugged, a small smile escaping her lips.
"Hey, Sam." The brunette greeted her coach throwing her bag on the grass. "Sorry for coming late. But one of my flatmate's 'friends' were in the bathroom and didn't let me in. You know... People." Julie grinned. Was it strange that she counted her own football coach as one of her friends? Definetely. Did it bother her? Not in the slightest way. Why thought everyone so bad of having a friend who trained her? There was nothing bad about it. But honestly, she coudn't care less about their opinions on her private life.















