Getting to know the team

“Yeah, I’m in,” you say with a grin.

Coach Ramirez claps her hands together loudly, looking thrilled. “That’s what I like to hear! Welcome to the team, Jack. We’ll get your jersey sorted by next practice.” She glances around at the girls, who are all staring at you with way too much interest, and smirks knowingly. “That’s it for official practice today. You’re all free to keep messing around if you want.”

She blows her whistle once, grabs her clipboard, and heads off toward the school building, clearly aware the girls want some time to “get to know” the new guy.

The moment she’s out of earshot, a tall blonde steps forward. She’s easily an inch taller than you, athletic and toned, with a confident, energetic vibe. You recognize her, she was sitting next to Jackie that day in the cafeteria.

She sticks out her hand with a big smile. “Hey! I’m Claire. I’m the team captain and I play center back. Head of defense. Nice to meet you, Jack!”

Before you can respond, Jackie steps up beside her, cheeks still pink. “H-hi again, Jack…” she says nervously, giving a shy little wave.

The other girls immediately react.

“No fucking way!” one of them blurts.

A short Asian girl whistles loudly. “Jackie already knows him? That’s some bullshit. She’s got a head start already!”

Another girl groans dramatically. “Of course the quiet redhead got to him first. Life isn’t fair.”

One of the girls laughs. “ Wait, is there a ‘Only Jacks Club’ or something? Where only people named Jack or Jackie allowed.”

“Huh? Is it like that facebook group where they gather every month and fight to the **** for the honor of being the only one of that name?” Another girl chimes in.

You all laugh as the girls start introducing themselves one by one. You banter back and forth, the conversation flowing easily. A couple of them are clearly horny and not shy about it, throwing in dirty jokes about “scoring” and “getting it in the net” while grinning at you. You fire back with a few of your own, and the energy stays fun and flirty.

Claire, however, is completely focused on soccer. She’s got that clear-eyed, muscle-head athlete vibe, genius when it comes to the game, head-empty about everything else. Most of the sexual jokes fly right over her head.

“Yeah, our school kinda sucks in soccer,” Claire says seriously, crossing her arms under her chest. “Most other schools still have boys on their teams, so they’re usually bigger, stronger, and faster. They always end up beating us. Having you on the team is actually going to be a game changer, Jack. We might finally stand a chance.”

She says it with total sincerity while the other girls keep stealing glances at your body and smirking.

Jackie stays close, still blushing every time you look at her. Claire continues talking tactics and upcoming opponents, completely oblivious to the hungry looks the rest of the team is giving you.