She's the Man

Based on She's the Man except everyone is together in one school…Illyria

Chapter 1:

Justin Drayton ran towards the soccer field realising he'd be late for the tryouts. Turning the corner, he suddenly slammed into a blur of red and black, and fell to the floor.

"Ouch" muttered Justin.

"What, can't handle a little pain?" a voice taunted him. "Suck it up."

The voice belonged to a vivacious girl who wore a hood to conceal her face. However as she bumped into the charging bull, the hood fell right off to reveal…

"Man she's hot" thought Justin

"Excuse me?" demanded the girl. Justin winced, had he really said that out loud?

Suddenly Justin's smooth talking instincts took over. He stood up and offered her a hand.

"Hi, I'm Justin- Justin Drayton, sorry for knocking you to the ground like that but you have to be the prettiest girl I've ever had the pleasure of bumping into."

The girl resisted the urge to smirk. Trying to hit on her while she was down- was he? Still he was cute…

"Hi, I'm Viola, Viola Hasting" she imitated, jeering at him. "Save your pickup lines for some other bimbo cause even though you may be cute, I'm not falling for them, I'm pissed off because I got transferred from Cornwall to here, so get your eyes of my ass, because I'm late for soccer tryouts."

Justin's eyes widen when he heard the words soccer tryouts. "Shit I'm late."

"Me too, come on." She grabbed his hand and they raced down towards the soccer pitch.

When they just arrived the groups were half way through their warm up. Coach Dinklage saw them and screamed "Hastings! Drayton! Run like hell before I come after you!"

Viola needed no further prompting and ran. In the middle of their ten lap warm up, Duke Orsino eyes lit up as he saw a girl, a very… pretty girl, if not the most… beautiful girl he had ever seem. But then he mentally slapped himself. He would stay true to Olivia…even though he wasn't going out with her, and she barely knew he existed. This sophomore year was getting a lot more interesting.

As the ten laps slowly drew to an end, Dinklage's eyebrows rose. It was one of the new Hasting twins alright, but it was the female counterpart. Dinklage was not a sexist but had never had a girl tryout before.

As they sat down panting, Toby Belch and Andrew Cheek sidled up to Duke and asked "Who's the fine looking girl?"

"I dunno…I've never seen her before" answered Duke curiously.

Coach Dinklage started setting up the drills for the tryouts. "Alright boys…and girl. Shirts and skin. Shirts for the girl and skins for the lads. Viola winced as every single guy looked at her. She heard appreciative whistles and jeering. Her face flushed bright red. She brought her face up and angrily said, "If you guys don't watch out I'll implant a soccer ball between your legs." Duke chuckled, this girl was feisty, unlike most of the other girls in school. Duke's eyes started travelling down her body, and stopped suddenly as a soccer ball hit his thigh, terribly close his crotch. "Care to look again?" Viola glared. The whole bursted out in laughter and Coach Dinklage looked nodded admiringly. She would be fine.

"Come on sissies, get into a group of five, four of you make a square and pass the ball to each other, without letting the person in the middle intercept."

"Sir, I'm a goalie" Justin interrupted.

Coach Dinklage's looming face strode over and growled "And do you think that excuses you Nancy boy?" Justin flushed as went back to Viola.

Viola felt sorry for Justin and patted his back awkwardly. They found themselves grouped with Duke, Andrew and Toby. Viola smiled innocently at Duke, "Care for another soccer ball implant?"

Duke glared at her, as he introduced himself. Toby, well aware of Duke's temper glared at her too, as he introduced himself. Andrew smiled at her reassuringly and shook her hand. Viola smiled at Andrew, while Duke couldn't but help notice when she smiled it lit up the field…he mentally slapped himself again. What was this girl doing to him? He had to stay true to Olivia. There was only one spot for one girl to occupy Duke's thoughts and that spot was already taken. It didn't mean however, that he couldn't check out other girl. Still she was terribly attractive…

The soccer tryouts were long, and tyring. At the end of the tryouts, Viola was resting on Justin's shoulder. Instinctively, Justin's arm went around her shoulder. Coach Dinklage blew his whistle. "You, boy" He barked at Justin. "You say you're a goalie?" Justin nervously nodded. "Prove it." He raised his voice.

"All of those trying out for the attacking half of the team- attacking mid-fielder, centre mid-fielder, wingers, strikers and centre forwards line up" Dinklage bellowed. "Time to test our goalie."

Viola made her way towards the attacking line, and whispered good luck to Justin. Justin gave her a feeble smile and made his way into the nets. Toby went first, as his toe bashing kick sent the ball straight into the arms of Justin. Andrew went next, feinting left then right, levered the ball up with his heel and kicked it to the top left hand corner of the net.

Justin saw through the feints, and got ready as the ball left the ground. Justin saw that Andrew's hips pointed to the right so Justin leaped to the left, intercepting the ball with his outstretched hands.

Dinklage's eyebrows rose, and looked mildly impressed.

Andrew looked disappointed and Viola went to comfort him. Duke looked at her as she left her spot next to him to comfort Andrew.

"Bad luck" Viola said.

"He's a good goalie" replied Andrew trying to smile. Andrew hugged her briefly and gestured that she should get back in line for her turn.

"That was nice of you" Duke said quietly.

"That's what friends are for" she shrugged. Duke smiled and Viola noticed how good looking he was. She smiled back. Time seemed to stand still…it was just the two of them on the field…before Viola came to her senses and shook her head quickly and mentally got herself ready for her turn.

Ball after ball, Justin stopped them all. Soon it came down to two players left- Duke and Viola.

Duke went first, and dribbled the ball with fluid control towards goal. As he approached, Justin started to get anxious about when he would kick the ball.

Closer and closer, Duke came, and when he got halfway into the penalty box, he flipped and did his signature bicycle kick.

Justin wanted to throw up, as he recognised the kick, as the ball speeded with pace and spin, towards the right pocket of the goal. He gritted his teeth and rushed to try to make it to the spot the ball was heading for. His arm reached the ball but it was too late, the ball sailed through but out of instinct Justin's foot came up and knocked the ball from it's course.

A stunned silence, meet the players. No goalie had ever before stopped Duke's kick before. Dinklage nodded approvingly and gave Justin a rare grin. Justin's smile grew bigger and bigger, as he swaggered up to Duke and shouted "Too good!"

Duke's face grew red with anger, and felt himself panting, controlling all his urges to hit the face leering at him. As he made his way back to the line, he couldn't look at anyone's face. Viola felt sorry for him, and patted him.

"Bad luck" she smiled apologetically.

Duke's dark face as looked up at her wiped the smile off her face. "Bad luck? Lets see if you can do better" he hissed.

As soon as he said the words, Duke regretted them, as shock and fear flashed across her face.

"Fine," Viola retorted. She walked away before Duke could utter an apology.

She lined up the ball against her heel, as she slowly dribbled the ball, she was so incensed after talking with Duke, she didn't see the puddle of mud in her way. As she charged through the puddle, her foot gave way as she slipped and the ball ricochet off her foot at a weird angle, and spun furiously towards the top left goal. Justin was stunned that she could kick this well and it was too late as the ball hammered into the net.

A greater silence met the players, and Coach Dinklage nodded and smiled, and the top eleven players suddenly became crystal clear in his mind.

He walked into the middle of the pitch, and called all the players in. "Congratulations. It makes coach proud to see the level of dedication and commitment being displayed today. The team list will be listed on the display board in the gym tomorrow."

"Hit the showers, and get a good night's sleep, you deserve it."

"Hey Viola, want to join us in the showers?" taunted Toby, showing off his six pack. Viola walked up to him seductively swaying her hips and when she came so close to him that they were nose to nose, she slapped him hard across the face.

"What was that for" Toby yelped.

"Sexual harassment you pervert" Viola smirked. Duke walked up behind her and turned her around to face him. "Viola, I'm really sorry about what I said before, it was the heat of the moment."

Viola didn't hear most of it as she was concentrating on his sweaty…shirtless six pack, but jerked herself out of her day dream when she heard the words, "I'm sorry."

She looked up into his face and shrugged her shoulders, and said "That's okay, your opinion doesn't matter a lot to me anyway." She walked off and left him standing out in the middle of the field.