Hi everyone! So I'm a complete newbie to all of this. This is my first fanfic EVER. I've had this idea in my head forever (even though the beginning is a slight cliché haha) and I finally decided to try it. There will be more chapters as long as you guys don't find it too awful lol…I'm just not sure how many more, it's really up to you guys. Reviews are more than welcomed. Don't hesitate to be brutally honest on my writing skills. Even though I have zero experience, I'm more than willing to learn. Anyway, thanks for taking the time to read this! Hope you enjoy! Until next time!

Emily POV

"Woah. Who is that?" Hanna asks her group of friends but neither of them in particular as they are in the middle of a conversation about tonight's History homework assignment. Both Aria and Emily halt their discussion and glare at Hanna confusingly, to then glance over their shoulders searching for whom Hanna is so intrigued about.

Quickly enough, all three girls simultaneously focus their eyes on a tall, lean, and athletic girl leading her team mates down the main school hall filled with students at their lockers. The skilled soccer player is sporting the typical blue and white Rosewood Sharks soccer uniform despite the lack of her top jersey that is grasped in her hand, leaving her in the bottom half of her uniform and her matching blue sports bra. Also on display to her fellow classmates are her lean sculpted abs covered in a thin delicious sheen layer of sweat, as Emily thought, with a white towel wrapped around the back of her neck. Her damp light brown hair is pulled up in a high pony tail with a couple of thin strands falling to the sides of her slightly reddened cheeks caused by competing in the soccer away game they just won.

As the girls' soccer team makes their way back to the locker room, the particular slender athlete passes Emily and her group of friends bundled up by Aria's locker capturing Emily's gaze while flaunting her a mysterious yet sincere smirk. From across the hall, Emily shoots her a hesitant half smile back while maintaining the brief but intense eye contact that made her feel like a shock of electricity just traveled through every fiber of her body.

"That would be Paige McCullers." Spencer states while adjusting her books in her hands, just now meeting up with the girls. Spencer appearing behind Emily, forcing the tan girl to break from her thoughts of the attractive soccer player. "She just moved here from New York. Apparently she's the new captain of the soccer team." Spencer continues to notify the girls as if she were reading from the new girl's file of records. Hanna glances at Spencer disbelievingly, "How do you already know all of this? This is like the first time I've seen her in school." Aria scoffs and chimes in, "Spencer knows everything Hanna, haven't you realized yet?" Hanna rolls her eyes,
"Whatever." Hanna then quickly perks up with a smirk on her face,"So Em, why don't you report back to us after you find out if the new girl is as nice as she is attractive. We could def use another jock at our lunch table." "Han, you hate sports. Why would you want another jock to sit with us?" Aria giggles. "Well Em won't tell me her secrets on how she gets her amazing body in shape, so I was hoping...Paige is it?" Spencer nods at Hanna's doubt in getting the girl's name correct. "Could help me out. I mean did you see her abs? I could wash my dirty laundry on them. Summer's around the corner you know?" Spencer quips,"Hanna, there's no secret, it's a healthy diet and exercise." "Yeah yeah sure it is.. so Em?" Hanna brushes off Spencer and turns her attention back to Emily. Emily caught off guard responds, hoping Hanna hasn't noticed her attraction to the soccer player already,"What? Why do I have to be the one to report back?" Hanna sighs,"Um maybe because you have swim practice right after school, and I'm pretty sure the soccer team takes more than 5 minutes to get changed. Which means you'll both be in the locker room together. Geez Em it's not Earth Science." "I believe the phrase is, 'it's not Rocket Science', Hanna." Spencer chimes in, slightly frowning in disbelief as to how Hanna would not know the infamous phrase. Aria silently chuckling at the banter between her friends.
Hanna snaps back, "Ugh who cares? Just report back, Em. Tomorrow. At lunch. I've got to go meet Caleb, so I'll see you girls later."

All four girls finally part ways, with Emily getting a 'good luck' from her best friends for meeting Paige and swim practice. As she walks towards the locker room she becomes lost in her thoughts again, contemplating how she'll even start talking to Paige without appearing as a total creep. She then agrees to just introduce herself like any other person would.

Distracted by her thoughts, Emily doesn't sense the locker room door opening causing her to slam into the rectangular piece of metal, with gravity forcefully tearing her books from her hands successfully scattering them onto the ground. She immediately kneels down to collect her books frantically. As she reaches for her chemistry book, her hand collides with one of the softest materials she's ever touched accompanied by the familiar feeling of a jolt of electricity running through her body. She hesitantly and discretely glances up to see none other than that beautiful shiny long light brown hair, except this time it's freely loose around the other girl's face. She didn't fail to notice the long dark lashes, cute button nose and those sensual lips that were smirking at her earlier, either. Emily catches herself staring, trying to form any words to say to Paige. Paige finally looks up, both girls successfully locking onto each other's eyes. Emily can't help but get lost in Paige's intense yet peaceful hazel orbs. Paige beats her to saying something while handing Emily her books back. "I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there. I didn't hurt you, did I?" Emily instantly took notice of the slight rasp and huskiness to Paige's voice, affirming that it was one of the sexiest things she's ever heard.

They stand up simultaneously while maintaining eye contact. Emily mentally scolding herself for taking so much time to respond. 'Great, she probably thinks I'm an idiot.'
"No, no I'm okay. You're fine, no worries. I wasn't paying attention." Emily finally smiles back. 'That you are.' She thinks to herself as she takes in the sight of the girl in front of her. In contrary to her soccer uniform, Paige was wearing a clean simple crisp white v-neck t-shirt that was relatively loose but still fitting. The front of her t-shirt was messily tucked in her dark skinny jeans which were tucked into a pair of untied black combat boots that stopped a little higher than her ankles. "Oh good, I wouldn't want to start making enemies my first week here." Paige chuckles in relief. "I'm Paige by the way, Paige McCullers." She finishes with that delicious confident smirk that Emily was really starting to grow fond of. "Emily, Emily Fields." She replies sweetly as her hand reaches to shake Paige's offered hand. "Pleasure's mine, Emily." Paige chimes charmingly while still gently shaking Emily's hand. Emily blushing slightly from how amazing her name sounded seeping from the other girl's lips. She's the first to break their lingering stares, releasing Paige's hand to re-adjust her books self consciously.
Just as she sees Paige nod her head, sensing she's about to be on her way, Emily spits out a little too eagerly, "So how do you like it here?" Paige smiles genuinely admitting to herself how cute Emily is, "It's much different than back home." "Good different or bad different?" Emily asks genuinely intrigued while trying to make
conversation. "I hadn't decided until now actually..." Paige trails off as she begins to slowly walk passed Emily down the hall towards the main entrance of the school. Emily confusingly follows Paige with her eyes anticipating for her to finish her sentence. Paige turns around and stops walking, effectively meeting Emily's gaze with a smirk, "Good...definitely good different." Paige then turns back around to continuing walking to the exit, leaving Emily completely awestruck by the affect Paige has on her.

Paige POV

Today was her first day in attending classes at Rosewood High School. She had been to the school earlier this weekend for soccer practice for their away game on Monday. Considering Paige was the star of her soccer team back at her old school, it didn't take long for her new soccer coach to decide she would be team captain of the Rosewood Sharks girls' soccer team. Being a part of the soccer team made it much easier for Paige to get comfortable and situated in her new school. Having passion for the same hobby accompanied by suffering rigorous practices together, always created a strong bond between teammates, they were like a second family to each other. Despite Paige coming out of no where and taking the title as team captain almost instantly, her team mates took a real liking to her quite quickly considering Paige turned out to be so humble towards her talents.

She never wanted to move away from home but her dad's work had forced them to. She misses her friends and old life back in New York, but is determined to make her new start here in Rosewood a positive experience.
She noted that she's off to a pretty good start as her new team won the first game of the soccer pre-season.

After the team unloaded from the coach busses parked in front of the school's main entrance, they began making their way back to the locker room to get changed and head home for some much needed relaxation. On her way to the locker room, while her teammates surrounding her are cheerfully reminiscing on exciting parts of the soccer game, Paige interlocks eyes with a slender and stunning brunette in the hallway. The sight sending her mind into a trance of pure bliss. At that moment Paige mentally duly noted her great start here in Rosewood. Just by one lingering glance, Paige was thoroughly intrigued by this girl. Her long, dark, full and wavy locks complimenting her flawless tan complexion, her big brown eyes under her seemingly endless lashes and plump luscious lips, perfectly. Not to mention her amazing body, thought Paige.

Paige hoped her assumption of the sexy brunette's body was due to some type of physical activity is accurate, contemplating that they could maybe bump into each other in the locker room one of these days, giving her a reason to talk to the girl. Paige was never to be nervous around girls no matter how gorgeous they were, but the tanned beauty had a foreign affect on Paige. A foreign feeling elicited by a human but a common feeling when playing her favorite sport. The beautiful girl with the dimpled smile made her heart pump as if she were competing in an intense soccer game, not to mention the feel of complete giddiness and the swarm of butterflies in her stomach similar to how she would feel up until the game started.

Paige pushes out the locker room door completely changed and showered more than ready to flop onto her comfy bed back home until she suddenly hears a sound of thunder elicited by the stack of books that just hit the floor. 'Crap. See what inappropriate thoughts about pretty girls makes you do Paige?' She hurriedly tries to gather the books considering it was her fault that she wasn't paying attention and totally doored some innocent by-stander. She collects the books rapidly and hands the person back her books making sure none of them are damaged, still having not seen who it was she actually bumped into. 'Great. Now you have no chance McCullers, considering you almost knocked her out with the damn door.' Paige thought once she glanced up to eye level and realized it was the mysterious brunette from earlier. "I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there. I didn't hurt you, did I?" Paige said in hope she didn't totally screw up her chances. She began to feel slightly nervous when she hadn't gotten a response from the beautiful girl wearing black skinny leather pants with a sleeveless flowy yellow top, in front of her yet. They stood up at the same time, Paige relaxing when the girl finally replied that she was okay. Even though she imagined a more charming way to introduce herself to the other girl, Paige saw the opportunity and decided to take it regardless. "I'm Paige by the way, Paige McCullers." The other girl smiled, "Emily, Emily Fields." Paige's heart rate noticeably increased when she heard Emily speak again. 'Emily. Finally a name to the beautiful face.' Paige thought to herself. A moment of silence was thrusted upon them, and Paige took it as her queue to leave not knowing how much longer she could keep up this cool and confident act as she was becoming flustered by the gorgeous view that was Emily. As soon as she was about leave Emily asks her how she likes it here in Rosewood. She answered that it was different continuing to gracefully walk away feeling the foreign facade she had to keep up diminishing slowly. She then hears the familiar sexy voice ask aloud, "Good different or bad different?"
Paige manages to gain her confidence back in time turning around to answer Emily giving her a knowing look, "Good...definitely good different."