The UnderDogs

This story follows two girls in there sophomore year of college and deal with being on the soccer team.
Elizabeth, a quiet, foreign student, struggles to come to America and be accepted in the social status of everyone around her. she also struggles with over coming her terrible past. Will she be able to over come all odds?

Izzy, a girl who is just able to play again after her terrible injury that happened freshman year, is ready to start fresh but when she meets Elizabeth everything changes. Will Izzy be able to play for the soccer team? Or will the terrible accident stop her?

* you must read to find out*

This is a story me and my friend are writing together.


11. 11. Elizabeth's P.O.V

Elizabeth's P.O.V

"Paul?" I asked, "What are you doing here?" I didn’t know what to think. I was upset about David yet I was also comforted by Paul’s presence at the moment. Did he know I would be here? Did he know about Izzy and David? I suppose he must if he is David's friend yet, I thought I was Izzy's and she hasn't told me anything about the two of them. I suppose she wouldn’t though, considering I'm pretty sure she knows I like him. Wasn't it obvious?

"I was out taking a walk and getting some fresh air, clearing my head. Then I saw you and decided to come say 'Hi' but it seems like something is bothering you. What is it?"

He broke me from my thoughts and I looked up into his eyes, they were dark and mysterious and I didn't know what to think. I wiped the tears that were rushing down my cheeks not too long ago and answered him. "Oh nothing really, just missing my home and my family" I lied, messing with my hair and digging my foot into a dirt pile.

He placed his hand on my arm and gave me a reassuring smile, the same smile he had given me the night at the hospital. I hadn't realized how cute his smile was; it actually made me feel a little better. I looked down at the ground and he lifted my chin up with his other hand and looked me in the eyes. "Hey don't worry, it’ll be okay."

I almost started to cry again but I didn't want to seem like a wimp so I answered too quickly, "thank you."

He removed his hand from my arm and sat back watching with me as the sun went down. We were sitting like that for a few hours in complete silence, both deep in thought, but it wasn’t awkward at all. Then, Paul broke the silence turning to look at me, "What's on your mind Elizabeth?" He asked.

I sighed, "Have you ever liked a girl and you were sure your friend knew you liked her, but your friend won’t stop flirting with her and sneaking behind your back to be with her and acting like nothing is going on but you clearly know something is because what else could it be?"

Paul hesitated a little, confused, "uhm, no? Wait, you’re gay?"

"No no," I brushed off his comment. "I was putting it into your perspective so you could relate."

"Ah well, I can’t say that’s ever happened to me no. I mean, kind of, this one time in the second grade I had the hugest crush on a girl in my class. I told my friend everything about her and I constantly talked about her to him. I never had the confidence to approach her though and one day I saw my friend talking to her during recess and the next thing I knew he was with her and I lost a friend." Paul told me his story looking up at the stars like he could see it reenacted again. “I mean, it was only the second grade though. Why? Guy problems?" he asked. "Seems recent, friend back in Hungary?"

I laughed a little at his cute childhood memory, "yeah I guess you could say recent guy problems, but it doesn’t really matter. It seems like just a second grade thing anyway." I laughed a little more. I just can’t seem to stay upset around him can I?

Paul's phone buzzed in his pocket and he pulled it out to read the message. "My roommate" he mumbled, typing a reply. "Sorry."

"Its fine," I smiled up at the stars breathing in the fresh air. I should probably take my phone out to see if I have missed messages but I rather not be bothered by people anyway. Although, I do have an early class tomorrow.

"Where were we?" Paul asked, shoving his phone back in his pocket. "Ah yes, second grade. Are you hungry?"

His question caught me off guard, "well yeah I guess but where are we going to go? It’s late."

"Eh, it’s only 12 c'mon. I know a place." he grabbed my hand and helped me sit up from the bench and we started heading south, away from the dorms. I had realized then that I hadn't done much exploring of the campus since I got here so I was glad to be getting the chance now. We walked for about 15 minutes laughing and joking together, bonding. It was nice to be able to get along with someone so easily. "We’re here" he said gesturing towards a coffee shop in front of us.

The campus was buzzing with people for such a late hour, I wasn’t expecting there to be so many people awake. When I walked into the coffee shop there we people sitting and talking, laughing, some were on laptops and some people had books in front of them. "Wow, this place is cute!" I exclaimed to him while he led me to the counter.

"Welcome to Klassy Koffee, what can I get for you today?" An unnaturally Red haired girl with glasses, a high pony tail with loose bangs, and a shirt that said 'We're Klassy' on it, asked Paul. He didn't hesitate at all before he was ordering for us.

"I'd like two medium French vanilla frappachinos and two chocolate chunk muffins please."

The girl punch in the order and gave him the price while I handed him a 5$ bill I had grabbed this morning. We went to go take our seat in a quiet corner with couches that no one was occupying while we waited for our stuff. Before he got up to get our order, we had talked about a lot of things like, where I grew up and who I grew up with, my family, how I enjoyed school, what I wanted to major in, my likes and dislikes, and any other weird question he had to ask I most likely had an answer for.

"It's your turn now." I told him as he handed me my muffin and drink. He went on talking about his past pets and teachers he didn’t like, school, friends, family, and he even told me a few embarrassing stories. Paul was easy going and very easy to talk to, it was amazing how much we learned about each other and how fast time seemed to go by while we just talked to each other.

"Wow, it’s pretty late" I said looking up at an analogue clock that was hanging on the wall.

"Yeah, 3am. I’ve got an early class so I guess I ought to go on to my room."

"Me too," I sighed, "I still can't believe you and David goes to school here, it's ironic" I laughed to myself.

"ironic for you maybe,' He teased. We stood up and threw away our trash, and then we headed out and started walking towards the dorms. The boys and girls were both separated so when we reached halfway between both of our dorms we stopped.

"Thanks Paul, you really cheered me up tonight."

"It was no problem; I had fun getting to know you." He smiled and bent down a little and hugged me. I was surprised by the sudden move of affection and I didn’t want it to end, even though it was just a hug. He pulled away and I let go immediately looking up into his eyes hoping he would kiss me.

"See you around Elizabeth," he said as he started to turn and walk away.

"Yeah, see ya," I said back, turning away before he could see the blush in my cheeks.



When I got back to the dorm it was completely silent and Izzy was asleep. I got changed and set my alarm as I crawled into bed. I was definitely going to be dead tired for class later. I couldn’t help but picture Paul smiling at me as I closed my eyes, maybe I didn't really need David after all. However, I knew deep down that I felt a connection with David that I didn't have with Paul.

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...