Her name is Paige. The very first time I met her I knew she was a keeper. Well not actually a keeper.. a defender (right back to be exact). On the first day of camp we were paired up as buddies. She was from my state and I immediately wanted to know more about her. I asked her tons of questions trying to mask my nerves. Where are you from? What team do you play for? Is this college your first choice? Where else are you looking? Thank goodness it was a hot day because I was sweating like crazy. I'd never met a girl that "took my breath away." As cliche as that sounds it's pretty darn accurate in that heat.
Paige. She was stunning. God I miss seeing her for a whole day. She had light brown curly hair, dark Brown eyes, the cutest smile, and this girl had soccer swag. Black cutoff, black shorts, black half-calves, and hot pink running shoes. She was my height and built to play soccer!
I can remember every time she touched me. It was a light pat on the back after a sub rotation followed by a "nice job out there!" Every time. I can still feel her soft touch, as if she was afraid to offend me. Paige looked good on the field and off the field (even at the end of our hellish training sessions), she looked good eating pizza and ice cream, God she even looked great with her hair up in a sweaty bun after the game.
I cannot deny. There's something about her smile that makes me go weak at the knees. At camp all I wanted was to get to know her. I wanted to be by her every second we were back at the team lounge. Her curly hair was enough to drive anyone insane. Her smile though. Her cute little cheeks and dimples. Paige. I'm in love and I miss her
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