Today was the day of the first match of the tournament.  King High’s Cobras were playing against a team of rather cute girls from San Francisco.  As they were warming up on the pitch, one half of the team stretching while the others practiced taking shots on goal, Ashley looked over at the other team appreciatively, enjoying the mix of toned blondes, redheads, and brunettes.  None of them could compare with the girl sitting the pitch next to her stretching out her quadriceps, but you can’t blame a girl for enjoying the eye candy, now can you?  

Spencer glanced over at her darker-haired friend whose drool was begining to pool at the corner of her mouth, feeling a bit jealousy bubbling up in the pit of her stomach as she observed Ashley’s very obvious ogling of the very attractive members of the other team.  Ashley would have been surprised to know that she was causing such a reaction in her younger friend, in fact having been just as oblivious to the fact that Spencer was in fact in love with her as Spencer had been of the brunette’s attraction to her.  Both were under the unfortunate misapprehension that their feelings were unrequited, and neither wanted to risk a friendship that they had savored their entire lives.  Instead of confessing their mutual attraction to each other, the girls had instead spent the past few years being each other’s wingman, each being there for the other as their brief relationships with other girls ended disasterously.  Surprisingly, both sets of parents had no difficulties with having gay daughters; even Paula, with her conservative upbringing, had gradually become more socially liberal after having been married to Arthur for several years.  One afternoon Christine had been over to visit the Carlins,.she and Paula perched on a pair of comfy kitchen stools, observing their daughters flying in and out, teasing each other and giggling as they prepared massive amounts of food to satisfy Ashley’s insatiable appetite.  Ashley went to steal one of Spencer’s sandwitches, but was halted by the small pout that appeared on the blonde’s face, causing her to reluctantly return it to her friend’s plate.  As the girls left the room, their mothers smirked at each other, each noticing their interaction.