Date: Mon, 12 Sep 2005 23:25:41 EDT
From: Kato5568@aol.com
Subject: Little Fiery One - Chapter 2

Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
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Chapter Two

	After a good night sleep, Keegan put on a pair of shorts and the
lightest shirt she had for the second day of tryouts.  Gwen had rolled out
of bed ten minutes prior to Keegan setting her feet on the floor. They were
in pain from muscles that had not been used in months.  Gwen did not act as
if her body ached but Keegan knew her roommate was in pain.

	For the first time since arriving at Weston, Keegan had a good
nights sleep.  She had showered and hit the mattress before eight
o'clock. When Keegan was in the shower, Gwen had made her bed and put some
of her things away.  Keegan was surprised that her new roommate would go
out of her way to make her feel comfortable.  Gwen was out in the common
room watching television when Keegan got out of the shower. So Keegan had
not gotten a chance to thank her.

	"Hey thanks for fixing my bed up.  I really appreciate it."  Keegan
said as she pulled her duffel bag from under the bed.

	"I figured you would need the sleep.  I hope you didn't mind.  I
really wasn't sure where you wanted everything."

	"After Tara, I am just glad to be out of that room."  Gwen stared
at Keegan a little longer than necessary.  Keegan felt a bit uncomfortable
under her gaze.  She had the same desire creep through her body.  Maybe
Gwen was playing her.  She had been dreaming last night but she thought she
heard Gwen call out her name.

	"Well I am glad you are here."  Gwen finally broke her gaze as she
pulled out a pair of socks from the drawer.  They gathered their gear and
joined a group of players that were heading to the field.  Gwen chatted
easily with one of the girls she watched television with last night.
Keegan thought the girl looked familiar but she couldn't remember from
where.  The girl was better than the majority of the people trying out.
Keegan said hello.

	"She only says hello until she gets to know you better."  Gwen told
the girl she was chatting with.  Keegan felt the blood run to her face as
Gwen teased her.  Keegan watched Gwen interact with the girl.  There was
not the intense stare that she had been subject to ten minutes earlier.

	Keegan was quite happy about not seeing Tara as the group walked
towards the field.  On Monday morning she had been the first one at the
field.  She had even beat the coaching staff.  After the evening with Tara,
Keegan could not wait to escape the room.  Tara had motivated her to get up
and leave as fast as she could.  For the first time, she felt like part of
a team instead of having a target on her back.  She set her bag down on the
sideline and began to stretch out.  In the distance, she could see Tara
running towards the field trying not to be late.  Gwen took a spot next to
her.  She smiled as she saw Tara running.

	"Miss you're old roommate?"  She joked.

	" Lerner, you are just a funny girl aren't you."  Keegan said as
she threw a towel at her.

	The blonde brought smile to her face.  Since seeing Gwen on Sunday,
Keegan found she was looking for her all the time.  She picked her out of
the crowd.  Keegan noticed everything about her.  How she moved.  The way
she smelled.  The attraction she had to the blonde was over powering.  She
could sense when Gwen walked into the room.  The hair on her arm would
stand up when she heard her voice or laugh.  She noticed the small things
like Gwen had a small mole on her right shoulder.  Keegan had seen it the
day Gwen stripped to take a shower.  Their connection on the field was
uncanny.  She would turn and pass the ball to an area and Gwen would come
out of no where to pick it up. On Monday, Keegan flicked the ball with her
head and the ball deflected to Gwen and she kicked it passed the goalie.
They were in sync.  The more time she spent with Gwen the more she thought
about her. Keegan watched Gwen carefully on Monday during camp.  She knew
she was good, but on Tuesday Gwen surpassed her expectations.

	Curtis divided the team into two.  Keegan and Gwen were on the same
team.  Gwen was in the forward position.  Keegan in the sweeper
spot. Keegan had been playing club and AAU since she was twelve.  She could
spot good players.  Gwen was a really good player.  The familiar looking
girl playing defense on the other side was also good.

	Gwen started the ball off and passed it back to Keegan in the
sweeper position.  Keegan passed the ball up to the wing.  The girl from
the common room stole the ball from the wing.  Keegan's defense got the
ball back and turned it up the field.  She waited for her forwards to get
in position.  She had to do some footwork to keep the defense off her.  Her
timing was perfect as Gwen cut towards the goal.  The ball sailed just over
the defenses and landed at the top of the box.  With a quick turn, Gwen
sent the ball towards the goal.  Tara outstretched hands could not stop the
ball from hitting the netting.  Tara threw the ball up field.  She held her
temper today.  With the heat, she probably did not want to run any steps.
She glared at Gwen. Gwen had her hands raised in the air.  Keegan ran up
and gave her a high five and a chest butt.  They started to laugh as Keegan
fell backwards loosing her balance landing on her butt.

	"Graceful!"  Gwen said as she gave her a hand up.  "Come on
Vanilla."

	"You're not funny."  Keegan smiled as she looked to see if anyone
else had heard the comment.  "Besides you are whiter than me."  Keegan
compared her forearm to the blonde's.

	As the afternoon session went on, it was clear that the opposite
team was not a challenge.  The inbound pass went to Keegan who was
immediately surrounded by two defenders.  She passed the ball to Gwen, who
headed up the sideline.  Keegan weaved her way through the defenders until
she was clear.  Gwen squared up and kicked the ball to Keegan.  From just
beyond the thirty-yard line, she sent the ball streaking towards the goal.
The shot was a little high.  Keegan held her breath.  Tara leaped to punch
the ball out of the goal.  The ball barely missed the cross bar landing in
the goal.  With her arms raised above her head, she felt her teammates
swarm her and tackle her to the ground.  Gwen was the first one to
congratulate her.  Keegan felt her arms wrapped tight around her
midsection.  There was a couple of other team mates on top of the pile.
She was crushed, but she was smiling.  It felt good to be part of a team
again.

	Tuesday night after tryouts Keegan went to the common room watching
television. Gwen was sitting with a couple of the girls that walked with
them to tryouts.

	"Hey."  Keegan waved to them.  She knew that one was good and the
other two were okay.

	"Hi Keegan."  The better player said. "Do you remember me?"  Keegan
looked at her a little closer.

	"She really bad with names.  I had to tell mine six times."  Gwen
piped up.

	"Not..smarty."  She turned attention back to the girl on the
lounge. "I am really bad with names and faces. Sorry, I don't remember"
Keegan looked closely at the girl.

	"Janet Daily, I played for "

	"Redwood, Hawks... I remember the scouting report."  Keegan
responded before Janet could finish her sentence. "Twenty, you played
forward.  You scored on us."

	"Yeah, I did.  I kept the ball."  Janet leaned forward.  " I didn't
recognize you at first.  I wasn't sure if it was you.  You look great.
Your hairstyle is different and you lost weight.  Gosh, your hair was so
pretty.  Gwen, it was longer than yours."

	"Really.  You must have been some hotty!"  Gwen flipped her
ponytail.  Keegan shot a look of surprise.

	"What's this must have been.  I am a hotty!"  Keegan put her hand
on her hip and behind her head and spun around.  The girls laughed.

	"Looks like your doing okay.  Does your leg hurt?"

	"Depends."  Keegan shrugged off the question.  If Janet was from
Redwood, she knew about the accident.

	"Didn't you have some big schools looking at you?" Janet probed.
This question heightened all of their interest.

	"Had is the key word.  Weston and Curtis were the only school to
come through."  Gwen gave her a strange look.

She let the conversation pass and took a seat on the floor leaning on the
smaller lounge.  Gwen took a seat on the lounge.  Keegan could feel any
small contact the blonde made with her body.  She was in physical pain from
the feelings she was having.  Her eyes closed as Gwen leaned closer to ask
her a question.  Gwen's hair fell forward onto Keegan's shoulder.  Keegan
turned her head to feel the mane against her face.  The locks were soft and
inviting.  It had been a long time since someone made her feel this way.
She was so attracted to and so aware of the girl leaning towards her.  Her
body was reacting with the empty feeling in her stomach and the aching in
her loins.  Keegan fantasized about what Gwen would look like naked.  How
her body would taste and feel.  What it would feel like with Gwen hands on
her body.  Keegan shifted her position.  Gwen's foot was at the nape of her
neck and she could feel her sock rubbing against her.  Keegan leaned back
and covered Gwen's foot with her arm.  She leaned her chin on her arm.  She
touched the smooth muscular, yet feminine leg under her.  Maybe she was
over analyzing Gwen.  Maybe she was being nice.  The small touches could be
that of a friend.  Maybe she was a touchy feely person.  She should just
resolve her thoughts to the fact that Gwen was a hopeless fantasy.

"Why are you sitting on the floor?"  She moved over for Keegan to sit next
to her.  There was not going to be a temptation of Keegan sitting next to
her.

"No I am okay.  I feel better on the floor."  Keegan lied through her
teeth.  If she moved closer to the blonde there was no telling what she
would do.  She could still feel Gwen's foot touching her neck.  There was
just too much sexual energy she was feeling.  "I am going to bed," She
looked at Gwen's blue eyes.  They were bright and filled with excitement as
they danced over Keegan's face. They stared at each other for a moment.  "I
am going to bed."  Keegan repeated as she scrambled to her feet. "Good
night everyone.  I will see you bright an early in the morning."  She
wanted to get away from Gwen at this moment.  Her heart was pounding and
blood raced through her veins.  She was not use to this feeling. She had
felt this way about Sandy at one time.  She wasn't ready for the pain.

"Stay just for a little bit."  Gwen pleaded.

"I've got a lot on my mind.  I'll see you in the room."  Keegan said as she
slowly walked down the hall.  As she passed the stairwell door it opened
and a woman in a Weston soccer tank top walked in.  Keegan did a double
take but it looked like the girl that was with Gwen on Sunday.  She looked
over her shoulder but continued to head to the room. She could hear Gwen
talking with someone.  She assumed it was the person who came through the
door.

Keegan began to think about Gwen's words.  Maybe she wanted her to stay for
other reasons.  The over analyzing had done it toll on her this evening.
She was going to go to bed and not think about Gwen Lerner.  She changed
into a pair of old sweat shorts and light shirt.  Although the dorm was
nice enough to have a bathroom in each suite, but the cooling system was
something to be desired.  In her bed she stared at the festive colors of
Gwen's bed set, reds and yellows with Japanese designs through out.  Her
bed was the old set off her parent's bed, it was a faded blue with darned
seams in it.  If you looked closely, you could see through the fabric in
places.  The comforter might be old but it reminder her of home.  She
settled down.  Sleep did not come fast.  She flipped and flopped as
thoughts of Gwen continued to race through her head.  It was around
midnight when she finally fell asleep.

She did not hear Gwen come in.  It was the sound of muffled cries that woke
her.  It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the darkness.  Curled on
her bed with her arms wrapped tight around a pillow was Gwen.  Tears were
streaming down her face.  In her hand she had a tissue that she wiped away
a tear.  Keegan got out of bed and sat next to Gwen.

"Hey, hey what's wrong?"  Keegan put her hand on Gwen's shoulder.

"I hate my life."  Gwen said as she sat up next to Keegan.  "Why does life
have to be so complex?"  Keegan had asked herself that question many times
after the accident.

"Sometimes things happen for reasons we can't see.  Later on we realize
that it was supposed to happen.  Do you want to talk about it?"  Gwen
leaned into Keegan's shoulder. Keegan's first instinct was to wrap her arms
around her tight.

"I'm getting your shirt all wet."  Gwen pulled back. Keegan wrapped an arm
around Gwen and pulled her closer.  They were quiet sitting in the
dark. Their bodies were touching.  The same awkward feeling ran through
Keegan as she stroked Gwen's hair. Keegan's heart was pounding.  She
thought for sure that Gwen could hear it.

"Gwen, I had a really rough time last winter.  I thought my life was over,
but I fought.  I am not sure what's going on but nothing is that bad.  I am
sure you will get through it."

"You are always so positive.  When Tara was calling you names, you never
once lost your cool with her.  I would have thrown a fit."

"Have you seen the size of Tara?"  Keegan joked.  She put a leg behind Gwen
and hugged her from behind.  "Some people are just mean and hurtful.  Tara
has some issues that she needs to work on.  You can see it.  She is unhappy
with herself.  She tries to deflect it on to other people she feels are
weak."

"You're not a weak person."  Gwen said she snuggled closer into the crook
of Keegan's arm.

"I used to be.  I let someone walk all over me."  She thought of Sandy and
the ways she felt used by her.  "I won't do that ever again."

"What happen?"  The conversation had switched from Gwen's problem to
Keegan's solution.

"I was in love.  I got hurt. "  She pointed to the picture on the dresser
of Michael and Sandy.  "I'll tell you about that picture some day."  Keegan
pressed her face against Gwen hair.  Her arms were wrapped around her body.
If someone would walk in the room at this moment, they would question what
the roommates were doing.

"Was that your Dad with you on Sunday?"  Gwen fingers fluttered back and
forth from her bare leg to Keegan's knee.

"Yeah, that's Bill.  He's a trip.  My mom stayed at home with my little
sisters.  Bill wanted to have bonding time.  He actually wanted to stay to
watch try outs."

"That would be boring."

"Not the way you play.  You are really good.  On the field, it's like I
just know where you are going to be and I pass the ball.  Boom you score. "

"I don't score all the time.  It's pretty cool how that happens.  Do you
think that we will make it?  The upper classman are pretty good.  You
scored on Rose.  I've never seen her beat that bad."

"You've seen the team play?"  Keegan asked.  Gwen really tensed up at that
question.  "Do you want me to move?"  Keegan asked. She not sure if it was
an issue with the question or the way they were sitting.

"No."  There was the slight inclination of panic in Gwen's voice.  "This is
nice getting to know each other."

"I feel like I am doing most of the talking."  Keegan laughed a bit.

"You are."  Gwen laughed.  "I am teasing.  I came up a few times in the
spring to watch some games.  I am from Troy and a girl I went to high
school with plays, Allison James.  They call her AJ. "There was a hint of
more to the story with AJ. "She came up tonight after you left."

"Are you guy's pretty good friends?"  Keegan questioned knowing the same
girl was in the elevator with her on Sunday.

"We used to be, but we have grown apart. It's weird.  I used to think that
she was such a great person.  I don't think that anymore." Gwen looked a
little sad at that moment.  "You have two sisters?"

"Yeah, Megan and Ashley.  Meg is fourteen and a freshman.  Ashley is
thirteen going on thirty. What about you?"

"I have a half brother, Evan is eight.  My parents divorced when I was in
the sixth grade.  He lives with my Dad and his wife in Detroit.  I am with
Mom and who ever she is with at the time.  My granddad, Pops.  He is my
heart.  I lived with my grandparents through high school.  My mom just gets
stupid when a guy comes into her life.  I can't tell you how many times she
has been engaged or pre-engaged.  I just have a hard time with it."

"What about your Dad?"

"Unlike Bill.  Jeff is not a trip.  He is a work alcoholic.  He works all
the time.  Weekend's visits with him were a microwave dinner and me.  I
started to play soccer and Coach Timor would take me with his family on the
weekends.  I grew up with the Timor family.  They were the couple that was
in the elevator. Coach Timor was the high school coach.  I think if it
wasn't for Pops or the Timor's I'd be a really messed up kid."

"My parents are really cool.  With my leg and rehab, they helped me a lot.
I wasn't in school for the second half of senior year.  I was home schooled
in the hospital. "

"No prom, no senior skip day?"

"None of that.  The last day I set foot in the school was the Wednesday
before Thanksgiving.  I did not even go to graduation.  I regret it.  I was
avoiding going back.  I am moving forward."

"What were you avoiding?"

Keegan took a deep breath.  She was feeling comfortable and the feeling of
Gwen wrapped in her arms calmed her fears.  "I was afraid.  There were
rumors and talk.  There were too many questions and answers that I did not
have.  Have you ever felt that if you took the chance, you would just ruin
everything you had."  Gwen nodded her head.  "That's what it was like.  No
one came to see me in the hospital.  I had gotten to the point where I was
okay with me.  I was proud of what I had accomplished.  I did not need
someone to bring me down.  So I did not want to go."

"You have just summed up my problem.  I've been in this position where I
need to do something that I have been putting off.  I was afraid to go
through with it.  I am afraid of the consequences.  But if I don't I know I
will never be happy.  On the other hand, I am afraid to put myself out
there to be hurt or to change what I have."  Gwen laughed " I am giving you
the vanilla version of this mess I am in."

"Vanilla version."  Keegan squeezed her arms tight.  "Well keep me posted.
If you need to talk, I am here."  She let her arms drop from around Gwen.
She slowly moved from behind the blonde.  "It's three in the morning.  We
are going to be hurting in the morning."  Keegan stretched her five four
frame as she stood. Keegan leaned towards Gwen and gave her a hug.

"Thanks for talking."  Gwen said as Keegan crawled back in her bed.  She
lay staring at the ceiling for a minute.  She rolled and looked towards
Gwen who was looking at her.  "I am really glad that you are here."

"I am too."  Keegan rolled over and closed her eyes.  Her mind reeled from
what had just transpired.  Gwen was either really gay or just a big flirt.
Keegan hoped that her roommate was really gay.