Soccer Foes Story 4 - Part 1

"I can't believe we only have one week left of camp and then it's over,” Morgan says while munching on some potato chips. Wow. Time sure did pass by. It feels like just yesterday, Shane and me were having our first fight here. Don’t you just love some memories?

"I know. I'm going to be so sad; especially since I won't see you guys again" Jazzy says staring pitifully into her drink. Oh yeah! I forgot that Jazzy goes to a different boarding school than Morgan and me. That's sucks for her. She won't get to see my awesome face everyday. Bummer!

"Too bad you don't go to West Brooke like us. Maybe we'll get to play against each other or something,” Morgan says trying to make her feel better. That would be cool but wouldn't it also be awkward since one team is going to win and the other lose... Well I guess we won't know until we try it.

"Maybe you should just run away from your school or something,” Emma suggests. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that she is now part of our group after our little fiasco in the woods. Jazzy noticed her sitting by herself the next day and invited Emma to sit with us. Morgan and me weren't too sure about her at first because... Well...she's a bit weird, but she's actually pretty chill when we got to know her better. Who knew that the emo girl was pretty chill?

"Like that would turn out fine,” I say sarcastically. What's up with Emma and running away? Sheesh.

"No way! I could never do that. According to Bailey, I'm a goody two shoes. Plus I actually haven't been to school yet. I'm going to be a freshman. So it might be more awesome than your school" Jazzy says sticking her tongue out at Morgan and me. She really is a miss goody goody two shoes; unlike me who is wreaks havoc everywhere I go. I like to think it as leaving an impression. Heehee.

"Yeah right. WBA is the best" Morgan says defending her and my soon to be school. I'm not so sure about that. It 'could' be pretty great but then again, it is still school. And school is a total DRAG. You have to work and do homework and boring stuff like that. Ugh!

"Also according to my brother it is. Whatever. But I'll have to see for myself if it really is the "best" high school for me" Emma tells us since she'll be a freshman as well. Guess who her brother is? Spencer. When she told us that they were related, I was shocked. Like my mouth literally dropped. I didn't see that one coming, that's for sure. They're total opposites. He's outgoing and she's quiet. He likes it here and she obviously doesn't. He's hot and she's.... not that much. But in her defense, if she took off all that dark makeup, she would look so much better.

"The main point is that we have one week left and lets make the most of it. See! I really did listen to Shane's speech today" I say to Morgan. At the end of practice, Shane said that since we had one week left that we should work extra hard and to set a goal to achieve. Blah blah blah. I kept zoning out but I got the most important...I think. Anyway, Morgan accused me of not listening. So in her face! She rolls her eyes.

"Barely. Come on, let's head outside and see what we're going to do tonight" Morgan says standing up and stepping away from her chair. However, as Morgan was doing that, someone RUDELY bumped (actually more like fell) into her.

"Oops. You really need to watch where you’re going" someone says with a laugh.

Oh what a surprise. It’s the Paris and Nicole wannabes.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to-“ Morgan begins to apologize before I step in for her. She has no reasons to apologize to this blonde bitch (I still have a major grudge on her, in case you couldn’t notice).

“Actually Paris, YOU are the one who need to watch were your going. Talk about a major klutz” I tell her, as I also stand up next to Morgan and fold my arms.

“Funny. I don’t think I wasn’t talking to you, Bailey” Paris says wit attitude. I roll my eyes. She thinks she’s so clever with her little catch phrases. Yeah right.

“I find it even funnier that you think that you are sitting on some kind of pedestal or something. News flash: your not! So the only person who is going to apologize here is you. So you can either say it or walk away,” I tell her staring her down. If you mess with my friends, you get my spiked cleats. You would think that they would learn that by now. Jeeze. Paris obviously is smarter than she lets on because she just rolls her eyes with a huff.

“Whatever. Oh and by the way, I'd watch my back if I were you. Come on Megan. Let's go" Paris says with one of her dumb smirks and walks away. She thinks she's scary or something. I should watch my back. Puh-leeze!

"What did she mean by that?" Morgan asks me. I shrug.  

"It’s nothing important" I tell her turning back toward our table to pick up my plate of mostly uneaten food. I'm also too lazy to tell her about Reddy wanting to get back on me because he thinks I told on him. Hey! In my defense, that would just open up a huge can of wriggly worms and I'm just not in the mood to tell them the whole story. That would be a whole lot of talking. Too much talking for tired Bailey, that's for sure. Shane made us do conditioning today. Ugh! I practically died in the woods. I really did. Although even if I did, I don't think anyone would care. Hmph. Shane just told me to stop being so dramatic and suck it up. Damn him! Thinking about it now, I should have past out or something just to show him; even if my butt would pay the price. It would have been worth it though. Heehee (insert evil laugh). Anyway, I must have turned around too fast because I suddenly became dizzy and started to wobble a little bit.

"Bailey, are you okay?" Jazzy asks me worriedly as she grabs my arm to steady me. I rest my hand on my head to stop the soccer balls floating around in my vision.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just moved a little fast and it is a bit hot in here. Let's go outside" I try to assure Jazzy but I have a feeling that she is onto me more than ever now. Great. Just what I needed. Someone watching me like a hawk. Wait, never mind. That’s normal for me.

"Yeah, it is getting hot in here. Too many people breathing hot air out of their loud mouths. Hey, I heard that we're going to have a free night to do whatever we want" Emma tells us as we make our way toward the doors. Did I hear correctly? We get to do whatever we want? I know that I'll be doing. Spending time with Shane; in secret.

Later that night:

I'm walking toward the bathrooms to get ready for bed. The only major downside (besides being spanked. Duh!) To this camp is that the bathrooms aren't even close. You have to walk on a trail to get to them. Totally sucks if you have to pee in the middle of the night. Big foot or something could eat you. And we all decided that what we heard in the woods when we got lost was most definitely big foot.  Jazzy scared herself so bad that she can't even walk to the bathrooms at night by herself because she's afraid she might encounter Mr. Big again.

'Crack’

I stop walking. I look around to see if someone is also walking on the trail. I see no one. Okay, I'm going to walk a little faster now.

'Crack’ 'whish'

I freeze where I am and look around in the woods. This time it sounded like someone was walking through branches. My heart is pounding. What do I do? Soccer angels, help me! I suddenly hear something breathing heavily behind me. I don't have a lot of time to comprehend what to do because I feel something touch the back of my thigh. Oh my God, what is that?!?! I don't dare turn around to see what it was that touched me because I make a run for it. Déjà vu or what?

I run back toward my cabin totally scared shitless. I swear that it was big foot. If that doesn't prove that Mr. Big exists then I don't know what does. When I get to the end of the path, I start to see the cabins. I'm saved! I slow down to a brisk walk as I make my way toward my cabin. I feel whole lot better now since I see a ton of people walking around. Now that I think about it, why the hell was I the only one on the trail? You'd think at least a few people would be on it at the same time as me. Hmm. Weird. I get back to my cabin and see Jazzy and Morgan sitting on the steps outside.

"That was fast. You just left like 2 minutes ago" Jazzy tells me while looking at her watch. That's it? It felt like I was running away for hours.

"Are you okay? Your face seems kinda flushed,” Morgan says looking at me closely. Geeze, I wonder why.

"Listen, I need you two to come with me to the bathroom" I say grabbing their hands and try to pull them up.

"Why?" Jazzy asks as she and Morgan stand up. No reason. Except that big foot is waiting to pounce on his next victim. (Gulp) hopefully it won't be me.

"I just decided that I would feel a lot better if I had some company with me. Please" I ask them giving them puppy dog eyes. Who can resist those?

"Well okay" Jazzy says as she and Morgan walk beside me. Yes! Now if big foot decides to come out again, he can have them and not me. We're just about to enter the trail when a bush shakes right next to us. I practically scream. Morgan and Jazzy jump.

"What? What is it? Why'd you scream?" Morgan asks me. I put a hand on my chest to calm my beating heart.

"Listen, I'll think I big foot was right behind me when I first walked to the bathrooms" I tell them slowly. I don't want to freak them out considering what happened to us last time.

"What! What do you mean you saw big foot? Was that just him a minute ago? Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!" Jazzy panics. So much for breaking to them slow. I told you Jazzy is scared shitless.

"Well I actually didn't see bi-" I try to correct her but it's no use since Jazzy is in full-blown frantic mode now.

"Oh my gosh!! Oh my gosh!! I gotta get out of here! Oh my gosh" Jazzy says as she runs back to our cabin. Morgan and me just look at each other before staring after Jazzy. Okay..... Jazzy runs past Shane and Alex who were talking to each other as they were waking. They stop and stare after Jazzy confused.

"What the heck is wrong with her?" Shane asks Morgan and me. She's running for her life obviously.

"She got scared again" Morgan says.

"Not again" Alex groans. He had to comfort her about big foot last time. It apparently took a very, very, very long time for Jazzy to calm down.

"Why?" Shane asks next. I give her a don't-say-anything-else look but she completely misses it. Ugh.

"Bailey thought that she saw Big foot in the woods and was scared to go to the bathrooms by herself and wanted us to go with her but we all heard a bush next to us shake and Izzy got scared and told then told me and Jazzy about seeing Bigfoot " Morgan tells them. What is this? Story time?

"First of all, I didn't actually see big foot.  I just heard him behind me and he TOUCHED me!" I tell Shane and Alex. They both look amused. Oh great. Thanks Morgan. This is why I didn't want you to tell them.

"Bailey, how many times do we have to tell you that Big foot doesn't exist?" Shane says laughing. Grrrr. He touched me. That's proof right there.

"Until you capture one and pull his mask off" I tell them folding my arms with a huff. I'm not a crazy person who sees things.

"You guys are hilarious. We wouldn't be able to capture one because there is no such thing as big foot" Alex says laughing with Shane. Laugh it up you guys. I'm glad you find it so amusing.

"Morgan, come help me find Jazzy. Hopefully she isn't into a full blown panic attack by now" Alex says walking in the direction Jazzy fled on with Morgan waving bye to me before following him.

"Come on, scaredy cat. I'll take you to the bathrooms" Shane says putting his arm around me and giving my cheek a kiss. Now that were alone, we can be close. I try to not smile since I'm still in pout mood for the boys making fun of me.

"Whatever. I'm not a scaredy cat. I just don't like random things touching me. And anyway, it is dark on the trails at night. It's very possible for something to hide. Just saying" I tell him as we make our way to the bathrooms. Sheesh, this is like my third time trying to get to these dumb bathrooms. I didn't know it could be this hard.

"Baby, the trails are lighted by a ton of bright lights. I'd hardly call it dark" Shane says indicating the lights above us.

"Yeah, but they don't light the woods next to the trails" I point out. I try not to look out into them for fear of seeing Mr. Big. A branch cracks quietly. I squeal loudly and make a grab for Shane and hold onto him tightly.

"See! See! I told you so!" I say. Pssh! And he didn't believe me.

"Oh stop it. It's probably a night critter. There's nothing to be afraid of. Okay?" Shane tells me as he unattached my arms from around his body and holds my hands in his. Since I was just scared a minute ago, I failed to notice how good Shane smells. Mmmmmm.

"Or it could have been bi-" I start but Shane cuts me off by saying

"It’s not big foot, so stop worrying about." He rolls his eyes and gives me a smile before kissing my forehead, then my nose, and then (finally) down to my lips. (Happy sigh). I forget about how scary these dark and creepy woods are as I continue to kiss Shane.(if you were kissing Shane too, I'd bet you'd forget about everything else too). Anyways, a slight noise catches my attention. I peek my eyes open to look out of the corner of my eye to see a figure near the end of the trail. I know it's a person because it’s a girl with blonde hair. She disappears off the trail. Hmmmm, interesting.

A couple days later:

Oh my gosh! When is Shane going to let us all have a break? I could swear that we have been playing nonstop in this blazing sun for probably an hour straight. I mean really. Is it too much to ask for a minute to sip some water? Please Shane, I'm begging you!

"Hey bail, you okay?" Jazzy asks me as she comes to stand next to me. Shane is having our group do different exercises. It involves constant running, passing, more running, blocking, and.... Oh yeah more RUNNING! Ugh.

"Yeah, why would you ask that? I'm fine" I huff out as I wipe sweat away from my forehead. Dumb sun. Jazzy looks at me in concern. It seems like that is how she always looks at me these last few days. Ever since she has noticed my eating habits, she thinks I'm starving myself or something. Please.

"It just that your face is really red and you look worn out" she tells me. I roll my eyes at her.

"I'm fine. It's just really hot out here and I wish we could have a water break,” I say. Maybe I can send brain waves to Shane somehow and he would get the message for a much need break. What? I'm desperate right now.

"You know, you can get a drink of water whenever you want. Shane wouldn't mind; especially of you really need it, which I think you do"

Jazzy tells me placing a hand on my shoulder as a comfort thing I guess. I look down at her hand and stare back at her with a bored expression. You don't know how many times I have had to tell her that I'm fine. She doesn't believe me though.

"Jazz, quit worrying. I'm fine and I can hold off on the water,” I tell her. LIE! I'm dying of thirst. I just hate acting like a wuss.

"Bailey! Anya! Back in line please" Shane calls out to us. Oh, so he notices when we aren't in line but fails to see me looking pitiful and waving a white flag around in the air. Actually I'm not surprised. It's not he's actually doing anyone. Guess who got picked to lead the exercises? That’s right. Paris. And to make it even better, she got to pick a partner to help. She chose her BFF Nicole. I knew I wasn't going to be picked because I have been lacking the last couple of days and I'm not sure why, but I can believe Shane would pick HER. Unbelievable.

"Seriously, Jazzy. I'm fine so stop worrying about me please,” I tell her annoyed. We start to go back on line when I suddenly get a bit light head and stumble into Jazzy.

Let's just say, that Jazzy freaked out the max. And Shane calls me a drama queen.

"Bailey! Oh my gosh! Are you okay?! Help! Bailey, are you okay? Oh my gosh! Help!" Jazzy says loudly while holding my body up right. I'm totally sooo embarrassed for her. By now, she has everyone's attention.

"what going on?" Shane's demands taking control of the situation. (sigh). He's so hot and he's all mine. Heehee.  The dizzy spell has passed and I have already gotten myself straighten out and away from Jazzy. I try to answer but miss drama queen over there beats me to it.

"Bailey passed out, Shane" Jazzy tells him. After that little announcement, Shane's turns from badass leader to overprotective boyfriend. Oh geeze.

"what happened, Bailey? Are you okay?" He asks me while folding his arms together and giving my body a once over to make sure that I am in one piece.

"I'm fine. no I didn't faint. If I did, I would still be on the ground. I just got a bit dizzy and stumbled a bit. Really I'm okay now" I tell him.

"no one who gets 'dizzy and stumbles a bit' is fine. You may think your fine but that doesn't mean that you truly are" Shane tells me. I glare and cross my eyes. What part of I'm fine don't people understand. I mean, it's simple English.

"that's funny. You act like you can read minds. Well, you obviously can't because if you could you would know that I really am okay. And I wouldn't have gotten dizzy if you would have called a water break a little sooner. And your the one who always tells us to drink plenty of water" I say getting mad at him, at Jazzy, at the sun, and the Paris and Nicole wannabes.

"yeah, obviously you haven't been listening or else you wouldn't have become dizzy. And don't give me crap about a break. You could have gotten water anytime you wanted to" Shane says right back at me. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Jazzy give me an 'I told you so' look. Grrrr. I just get even more mad. He may be good looking, but he still pisses me off.

"you know what, fine I'll got get some dumb water since you think I'm so incompetent in  doing so. screw you Shane. And screw you too ANYA" I say walking off and resist the urge to push people over as I make my over the benches. See, I have some self-control.

"alright, a five minute water break. Bailey, sit out. You and I need to have a talk" I hear Shane say behind me. Oh great. I don't have a good feeling about this.

"Shane, I'm fine,” I tell him again when he makes his way over to where I'm sitting on the bench. He sits down next to me. Not as close as I would have liked since we're still hiding are relationship. He sighs.

"No, I don't think your fine babe. You’ve been drinking water regularly, right?" he asks me. His earlier irritation with me is now replaced with concern. I roll my eyes. Thanks for ignoring my last statement, buddy.

"Yes, I've been drinking water. Its just today has been hotter for some reason. I didn't get enough water so that's why I got dizzy. Nothing to worry about" I say hoping that'll pacify him. So it's not exactly true. I think I it dizzy from not having a big breakfast or lunch. Although I wasn't lying about how hot it is. It's like a freaking huge oven out here. Shane looks at me suspiciously.

"Mhmm. If it was nothing then why did Anya freak out like that if it was nothing?" he asks me. Because she is crazy and had a crazy and totally blown out of proportion breakdown. However, I didn't say that. I had a feeling Shane wouldn't like that answer even it was true. I shrug.

"I don't know. Ask her yourself. She seems to think that something is wrong with me. Kinda like you" I say glaring at him.

"Girl, chill out. Calm the temper. I'm just trying to figure out what happened. I don't think it all had to do with not having enough water. You've been lacking the last few days Bailey" Shane tells me. Ugh! Tell me something I don't know. I know I haven't been playing my best the last few days. Actually, I pretty much suck. Not a surprise that Shane would notice.

"A lot of people have been starting to pass out and I don't want that to happen to you baby. I know that you don't think that is going to happen but I don't want to take that chance with you" he says. Aww. That's so sweet. Shane's making me be mushier and mushier everyday.

"That’s why your sitting out for the rest of practice and possibly tomorrow too" Shane's says next while standing up. Good moment gone.

"What! Shane!!" I cry out pissed while standing up as well. Oh crap!! Head rush. Head rush. Major head rush!!! I stood up too fast and got dizzy.  I almost fell over but Shane caught my arm keeping me upright. My vision becomes blurry and I black out.

My eyes shoot open suddenly. I blink to try to regain complete consciousness. What the fuck happened? I notice that there is a crowd of people standing above me looking down. I wince and close my eyes again as I notice the heat of the sun and that my poor head is pounding. Literally, it sound like there is a boogieman jumping up and down with cleats on in my head. Not cool at all, dude.  

"Oh my god, she's alive" someone says.

"I thought she was in a coma or something " another person adds.

"Um she was only out for like a little over a minute. No need to be dramatic" this time the voice seems familiar but my mind is so slow right now that I'm not going to even try to figure out who is talking.

"Alright guys. Back up and give her space" I hear a deep voice say near me. I open my eyes slowly to Shane's face above mine. I can tell by his eyes he is completely worried about me right now.

"Where am I?" I croak out confused.  My throat is like a freaking desert. It's a miracle that I can even speak.

"Your on the practice field babe. You passed out" Shane informs me as he places a wet washcloth on my forehead. I groan as I close my eyes. I can't even move my body. I'm like frozen. Come on soccer angels. Help me out here. Maybe send a gust of wind my way or even cover the blazing sun with a cloud. I mean really. I'm dying over here.

"Bailey, I'm going to help you sit up okay?" Shane asks me. I nod my head. By all means, go ahead Shane. Use your strong self and help me up. Even if I actually had the strength enough to do it myself, I would still let Shane do it. I mean, what girl wouldn't let her sexy boyfriend help her. Heehee. Amazing how I still have these thoughts even though I'm barely conscious. Shane grasps my arms from behind me as he slowly sits me up. Now that I'm up, I become a little more aware. The whole team is standing around me in a circle. Again, I'm the center of attention. What else is new?

"Here's some water Bails" Morgan says kneeling next to me and hands me a water bottle. I grasp it with shaky hands and give her a small smile. Good thing it was Morgan and not Jazzy. I'm still a little salty with her. My memory is coming back to me now. I was playing soccer, it was hot, I got dizzy, jazzy freaked out, Shane tells me to sit out, then Shane tells me I can't play the rest of the day, I get mad (of course), and then I black out. Ugh is all I can say.

"Practice is over for the day. Hit the showers and stay hydrated please. I don't want a repeat of what happened today,” Shane tells the team as he stands up. Yeah I just so happen to be the perfect visual of what happens if you don't stay hydrated. Hmph. Shane replaces my wet cloth with another one.

"Do you see spots or is your vision clear?" Shane asks me as he kneels beside me.

"It's clear,” I say as I continue to drink my water. I still feel like shit though.

"You scared me baby love,” He tells me quietly as he caresses my cheek. The rest of the team aren't near us since they are packing up their water bottles and cleats, so no one is paying attention to us. I look into his still worried brown eyes. I feel really bad. It didn't mean to make him feel like this. The worst girlfriend award definitely goes to me.

"I'm really sorry Shane. I should have been drinking more water or this wouldn't have happened,” I say to him. But if he had given more water breaks.... Just saying.

"It's okay baby. Just start drinking a lot more water please. I don't want you passing out on me again. Ready to go to the infirmary?" Shane asks me as he takes the wet cloth off of my forehead. I nod my head.

"By the way, you are so not playing tomorrow" He adds as he helps me stand up. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.

"I know" I pout as I lean most of my weight into Shane. This sucks. Especially since I can't fight him on it. I fainted. End of story. Shane wins any argument we might have had on the subject. Plus I would have probably gotten a sore butt added to the equation somehow. You know how I like to test Shane's patience. Let's just hope I only sit out for one day and he doesn't add more later. Then I will most definitely be testing his patience like never before.

Later that evening:

I walk out of my home away from home. Aka: the infirmary. It seems I'm always in her now. Nurse Kelly doesn't seem surprised to see me anymore. It's like the usual now. But she like me so it all good. Imagine if she hated me. Yikes. I'm heading to the dining hall since it's dinnertime. I'm not planning on eating much but I'll go so Shane can see that I'm alive.

(Crack)

What the hell was that? I look around the wooded area but I don't see anything or anyone. Ugh. This is what is what I hate most about this camp. The forest is everywhere and you can barely see into it at night. I quicken up my steps just incase I come face to face with big foot.

(Crack)

I stop because this time it was a whole lot closer. I turn around and come face to face with my worst enemy at the moment: Reddy.

"Well it looks like you’re all better from your fainting spell. You know, you must be really stupid if you don't drink water when it's a hundred degrees outside" Reddy tells me with a smirk. I glare at him. Who does this asshole think he is?

"Whatever jerk face. Still mad about getting kicked off of Shane's team. I bet you’re jealous that I'm still on it huh?" I tell me him with a smirk of my own. Incase he forgot, he got kicked out all by himself. But he's too dumb to take the blame. I can tell that I hit a nerve with my last comment because Reddy's face gets red.

"No! I know the reason that your still on his team is because he feels sorry for you ever since your family visited you. Plus you're totally milking it too. Starving yourself so you will pass out and have Shane be even more sorry for you. He totally pities you" He tells me getting up in my face. I stand my ground.

"Starving myself? Yeah right" I scoff as if it's a total lie. Except that it's not. How did be even notice that, anyways?

"You know it's true. After I called you fat, I figured that you were insecure enough to do something about it. And I was right. I've noticed that you hardly eat any food since then. You are too easy" Reddy says laughing in my face. What a douche. He's pissing me off so much right now. Reddy continues to laugh at me but I've had enough of his bullshit. I knee him in the groin. Take that you stupid jerk. Reddy quickly stops laughing and topples over while protecting his privates from any more blows. Okay so I could have handled it better by just walking away. But where would the fun be in that? I leave Reddy lying on the ground in pain and continue on my merry way. I'm still pissed though. Not at Reddy but at myself. How could I do that to myself just because of what Reddy said? What does he know anyway? I guess my insecurities clouded my judgment. Grrrr, I was so stupid. I am so going to get him, Paris, and Nicole back for this. Payback's a bitch. I make my to the dining hall. I'm not worried about Reddy telling. He won't want to seem weak and say a girl kicked him. Plus that will open up a whole can of worms that involves getting him into trouble. So I'm safe. I grab a plate in the loud cafeteria and put a cheeseburger and fries on it. I spot Morgan and Jazzy sitting at a table nearby. I make my way over toward them.

"Bailey, are you feeling better?" Morgan asks me when she notices me arrive at their table. I put ketchup on my fries, still in a bad mood.

"I hate people sometimes" I tell her as I dig into my food. Mmmm. Fries, how I've missed you.

I'm still beating myself over what Reddy said. I'm so stupid for harming myself like that. I've been eating like normal now, which is confusing the heck out of Jazzy. We're not on a talking basis at the moment. I'm still a little pissed at her for being so dramatic and everything. And Shane continues to call me the diva. Puh-lease. Anyways, I'm walking over toward Morgan and Emma by the Rec hall. It's a free night tonight, so you can do whatever you want. Well as long as it doesn't piss off the leaders at least. Emma seems to be complaining about her brother...again. Her and Spencer argue ALL the time. Even more than me and Shane. Shocker, isn't it?

"You are so lucky that you didn't have to go to practice today. All Spencer did was stupid conditioning drills" Emma was saying. Oh well in that case, her complaining is justified. Conditioning is devils play.

"Yeah conditioning is the worst. Too bad I had to miss it" I say trying not to smile. Shane told me that I didn't even have to bother showing up for practice since I might be tempted to join in or something. I pouted half-heartedly at that. What? It's in my nature to show some kind of displeasure. So I got three hours of bailey time in my cabin. I was living the life.

"No you didn't. Conditioning is tomorrow" Morgan told me with an in-your-face grin. My smile drops instantly.

"What! But Shane always does conditioning on Wednesday" I say getting pissed. Morgan shrugs.

"He switched it around this week. I guess you won't be missing out on conditioning after all" Morgan says while trying not to laugh. I fold my arms together. Shane so did that on purpose. He knows how much I hate conditioning. Grrr. What a jerk. I'm so going to be talking to him about this.

"So what are you guys going to do tonight?" Morgan asks us. Me and Emma shrug.

"Where's jazzy?" Emma asks next. Ugh. Her. I roll my eyes and shrug again. As if I care where's she at.

"You two still mad at each other?" Emma asks me. What is with all this questioning? Geez.

"Yeah I guess we are but I don't want to get into it" I tell her with a huff. I'm already in a bad mood with the conditioning news, don't make it worse please.

"You know she only freaked out like that because she cares, right? Even if it was a little over the top" Morgan says.

"A little?" I ask. It was way, way, way over the top. Like whipped cream and a cherry on top over the top. Wait, did that even make any sense? Oh well. Heehee.

"Okay, a lot over the top. But she was not worried about you" She says. I roll my eyes and don't reply. Okay so I know she was worried but she was a total diva about it. Hmph. I was about to change the subject but a new voice joins the conversation.

"Bailey, can I talk you for a minute?" Shane asks behind me. I turn around to face him. I notice that he has a serious expression on his face. Uh oh. Did I do something wrong? I wrack my brain to see if I did anything naughty. Hmmm, nada.

"Okay" I say a little put off and start to walk with him to wherever he wants to talk at and it better be actually talking. I look behind me at Morgan and Emma. Morgan mouths 'what did you do?'. I shrug my shoulders. I have no idea. (Gulp)

Shane doesn't say anything else until we're at our cabin. By our cabin, I mean it's the place that me and Shane meet to be alone since we're still reclusive. Okay and it's the where Shane spanks me too. I bet you guys were all thinking that, huh? Anyway, once we're inside. Shane takes my hand in his and leads me toward a bed. I subconsciously rub my butt. I don't like where this is going. Even though I haven't done anything wrong. At least I don't think I have. Shane sits down and then pulls me down next to him.

"What's wrong? What do you want to talk about?" I ask a little worried for the sake of my ass.

"Anya wanted to speak with me during practice today. Any guess on what she wanted to talk about?" Shane asks me. I instantly scowl. What a blabbermouth! Okay so I wasn't eating for a few days. I am now incase she didn't notice me chopping down on three slices of pizza today.

"What did she tell you?" I ask folding my arms.

"Anya informed me that she noticed you haven't been eating much this past week. Is that true?" He asks folding his arms as well. He obviously thinks it true so why should I answer. Screw stupid Jazzy.

"Maybe but not in how you think it is. I just wasn't hungry. Okay? No big deal" I exclaim rolling my eyes while standing up to face Shane. I'm sooooo tired of coming back to this stupid conversation. I'm fine. Fine. Fine. Big fat FINE!

"No big deal? You've been lagging, Bailey. You haven't been playing well at. You passed out yesterday. As far as I'm concerned, I consider that a very big deal" he says standing up as well. I place my hands on my hips.

"Thanks a lot for reminding how much I suck lately, Shane. And anyway, I was just dehydrated. You said it yourself" I say with a glare.

"You were dehydrated but I also knew there was something else going on as well. What, you randomly just aren't hungry for a week during an athletic camp? Sure Bailey" Shane tells me sarcastically. He's really pissing me off right now. Calm down, Bailey. Do your impromptu I'm-not-going-to-kill-someone deep breathing. In and out. In and out.

"I just wasn't, okay?" I say turning my back to him and crossing my arms to myself. This whole stupid thing just goes back to Reddy. If him and his stupid posse would have left me alone, I wouldn't have to deal with this right now. Damn him! Shane comes up behind me and wraps his arms around me.

"Baby, did something happen? Did somebody say something to you?" Shane asks softly into my ear. Yeah, just go ask your old favorite team member, Reddy the doofus.

"No Shane. Nothing happened. I just didn't eat which was really stupid of me. But I'm eating again, I promise" I say leaning into him. Sigh. I love being in his arms. Total chick moment but who cares. Ha! Shane turns me around to face him again.

"You swear you won't do something so irresponsible and stupid with your health again?" He asks me seriously while gazing his brown eyes into my blue ones.

"I promise" I say back, meaning every word. Shane brings me into his arms to hug me tightly. Happy sigh again. I snuggle right back into him. I've mentioned that I love this right? Cool, just checking.

"I'm sorry for getting mad at you lovie" Shane tells me while giving my head multiple kisses. I smile into him.

"I'm sorry too" I say back and give his cheek a kiss, which earned me a smile from him. You know, Shane and I might want to kill each other at times but in the end, we got this. As we're walking out, I remember the conditioning news.

"Are you doing conditioning tomorrow?" I ask Shane by the door. Please say no. Please please please say no.

"Yeah, why?" He asks holding my hands in his. I groan.

"I thought you did conditioning on Wednesdays" I pout. Stick with the schedule Shane. Seriously.

"Well since you weren't there, I decided to wait until you were back to do it" Shane tells me with a grin and a shrug.

"What! Shane, you know how much I hate conditioning" I push his shoulder. Not cool!!

"I'm kidding, babe. I already decided at the beginning of the week that I was going to do it on Thursday instead of Wednesday" Shane tells me with a laugh. Ugh. Out of all the days to miss practice, I somehow am unable to avoid the conditioning one. Only my luck.

"Can you go easy tomorrow? It's our last week. What if I pass out again?" I say half serious and half jokingly. Shane's not pleased with my little comment.

(Smack) (Smack)

He gives my Nike clad butt two hard swats.

"Own! Ow! Ow! What was that for?" I ask him as I rub the sting out from my cheeks. How could I forget how much Shane's hand hurts?

"Don't even joke about that Bailey" Shane tells me not amused. Okay, so me passing out is still a sore subject with him. I'm crossing out any future plans with fainting off my to do list. Those to smacks HURT.