A/N: So, a decided to ditch my earlier statement from prior and make for the ending to 'The Devil's Playground' by taking a stab at one of your given prompts. I do believe this prompt was presented to me by the lovely Lexiecabot so I'm going to take a stab at it and hope that it comes out like you envisioned it in your mind. If it doesn't, please feel free to let me know and I will make any changes necessary. Hope you all enjoy :)
Disclaimer: Any unoriginal character in this story does not belong to me.
The brunette can't help but scowl deeply at the blonde dribbling the ball in front of her. It's almost as if the look on the other girls face is taunting and silently mocking her as she patiently waits for her to bite at the worm on the end of the hook. But oh no, not this time. She's smarter than that. She's smarter than to bite this time, because she knows very well, much like the times before this that her bite will come up ending.
Brown and blue eyes flicker down towards the ball bouncing rhythmically against the hardwood floor of the court. Finally, the brunette makes up her mind, faking to the left before reaching for the ball that she just knows is going to be a fake to the right. Unfortunately for her, her efforts come up ending as she realizes her errors and tries to recover which only serve in her ankles twisting, sending her tumbling down to the court while her opponent goes on to score. Groaning, she covers her eyes and lets her head thump against the floor as the snickers of her teammates fill her ears right before the whistle is blown. "Ah fuck…"
"You let her dance on you." Olivia Benson states with a wide smirk as she pulls her teammate from the floor as her snickers threaten to spill into full blown laughter. "Again…"
"Yeah well, twinkle toes should recognize this isn't a dance floor." Abbie Carmichael grumbles as she steadies herself on her feet, all the while trying to fight the blush spreading down to her neck from her prior embarrassment. Attempting to salvage what little of her pride she feels she has left, she squares her shoulders as said blonde approaches them. "You're a real jerk you know that?"
"Just be glad we're on the same team and I'm not embarrassing you in front of an entire arena." Alexandra Cabot responds with a cheeky grin, dribbling the ball in circles around her friend. Seeing Abbie's blush deepen, she chuckles quietly before nodding her head towards the floor. "Your ankles feel alright?"
Shooting a snickering Liv a glare, Abbie rolls her eyes before crossing her arms tightly. "I swear Cabot, you better be glad that I love you like a sister otherwise I'd kick your ass."
The threat only causing her grin to widen Alex shakes her head in the negative at the last ditch effort comment. "You mean you'd try." She retorts, before passing the ball after hearing the whistle and their coach shouting at them for slacking off during practice. "Your pick."
"Hey Abbs, you might wanna pull up your socks." Olivia states with seriousness as she follows the taller girl towards the end of the court where she'll pass in the ball to continue their scrimmage.
Frowning at the comment, Abbie immediately looks down towards her socks and then back to her friend in utter confusion. "What?"
"Your socks. You should pull them up." Olivia continues before her face breaks out in a wide grin. "Because Alex just shook the elastic out of them!"
Deepening her scowl once more, Abbie contemplates how much trouble she would probably get in if she used Liv's face as basketball target practice. The thought, however, is erased from her mind as the whistle blows once again to resume practice. Taking the ball down the court, she sets in her mind just how she is determined not to let Alex embarrass her again; or just simply weasel her way out of being the designated guard for the blonde. Whichever one happens first.
"Yes, Mom, everything is fine." Casey Novak sighs into her phone as she finishes unpacking the last box in her dorm. Clutching the phone against her ear with her shoulder, she sets about unpacking her things as she listens to her mother's rambling on the other end of the line. "Yes, Mom, I already told you that I arrived fine, and Serena is helping me move in. Yes Mom, I know that she's really excited about me being here. Mom! I've always been nice to her! Well it's not my fault she has the attention span of a-Right. 'Nice words, Casey'. Mom, really. I'm fine. If I wasn't, I wouldn't even thought about putting in for the transfer. Okay. Okay, I promise I will but I really have to finish unpacking my stuff. Give Dad and Cassie my love. Love you too. Bye."
"Aunt Brenda still as clingy as I remember?" Serena Southerlyn asks with a small giggle as she exits the bathroom and perches herself on the edge of her bed at the other side of the room.
"Probably more than she was since the last time you saw her." Casey responds with a laugh of her own as she finishes unpacking her last box. Heaving a tired sigh, she tosses the box to the side of the room and flops onto her mattress. "Finally done. God that took forever."
"I'll say. I honestly don't even remember you having so much stuff." Serena states, crossing over to her cousins side of the dorm where she nudges her over just far enough to make room for herself. "I'm totally excited that you're here Case. I can't wait to show you around!"
Groaning, Casey pulls a pillow over her face and shakes her head. "No moving. Casey wanna sleep." She mumbles, giggling when she feels Serena swat her with an access pillow. Remove the pillow covering her face, she grins up at the blonde looking down at her. "First things first, I think I wanna meet this girlfriend of yours. Make she's treating my cousin with respect."
Immediately, Serena's face turns a fire engine red as her eyes cast downward and she absentmindedly begins turning a strand of air around her finger. "O-oh, well, she's…she's probably just getting back from practice right now so I mean…and she's super nice and…"
"Relax Rena, I was only teasing." Casey jokes, reaching up to poke the other girl in the cheek. "Well partly anyway. I really do wanna meet her since you've told me so many awesome things about her."
"I think you'll like my friends. You'll fit in well." Serena states, haven gotten over her blushing fit before she stands up and tugs Casey from the mattress. "C'mon, lemme show you around so when class starts tomorrow you won't be completely lost about everything."
Casey groans quietly as she finds herself being tugged from the comfort of their dorm room and out into the sunlit campus. Squinting against the sunlight, Casey allows her eyes to roam around the largely sized campus to the students relaxing in the quad and others who hustle back and forth to get to class. It isn't until she feels a tugging on her hand that she realizes that Serena was still talking. "I'm sorry what?"
"I was asking you where we should start, but I guess we'll just have to decide that for myself." Serena giggles as she begins tugging Casey in varying directions, rambling on about buildings, class locations, clubs, sports, and anything related to college life that the redhead might need to know. They have just reached another area of campus when they are stopped by someone calling Serena's name.
"Serena I swear, you need to learn how to answer your damn phone." A scowling brunette states flatly as she approaches the two. Immediately her eyes fall on Casey as she takes into sizing her up and down as if trying to figure out who the hell she is and where the hell she came from. "Who are you?"
Before Casey can even think about opening her mouth to respond, Serena steps in with her overexcited nature. "This is Casey! Remember I told you that she would be transferring here? She asks rhetorically, rolling her eyes when her best friend still wears the same blank, narrowed eyed expression. "This is Casey…my cousin."
A look of realization passes over the brunette's face before she nods in comprehension. "Oh! The cousin! That's right. Kim Greylek." She introduces herself as she extends her hand, quirking an eyebrow and smirking when Casey simply stares at her hand for a long period of time. "It's alright, I don't bite."
Blinking rapidly, Casey shakes the other girl's hand as she smiles and introduces herself. "Sorry, yeah, Casey Novak. Um, Serena has told me quite a bit about you. You cheer as well, right?"
"That I do." Kim responds with a small chuckle before crossing her arms. "Sorry about my approach earlier. I was worried you were another one of those basketball idiots."
"Kim…" Serena sighs quietly as she shakes her head in disapproval.
"What? I'm only being honest." Kim supplies with a shrug of nonchalance. "Anyway, I gotta get to class. Serena, don't be late for practice again, you know everyone will be on your ass if you are. But maybe we can all hang out later? I can show Casey the dos and don'ts of the place….and who you need to stay the hell away from. I'll catch you later."
"Nice meeting you." Casey calls out, chuckling nervously before turning back to her cousin. "Well she seems….friendly?"
Shaking her head though an amused smile tugs at her lips, Serena loops her arm through Casey's and tugs her along as she happily continues the tour of the campus.
The following day, Alex sits half falling asleep in her psychology class. Her head falls against her journal and her pencil falls limp in her and as her eyes drift shut and she settles off into the land of sleep. That is until something pops her on the back of the neck causing her head to jerk up with rapid quickness. "What the hell?!" she hisses, her hand flying to her neck where the foreign object made connection.
"You fall asleep again and I'm going to let him catch you." Kim mutters, her eyes briefly flickering towards their professor who is continuing his monologue about some portion of the human brain. Her eyes briefly flicker to the blonde next to her and she scoffs silently as she finds her already half asleep once again. Narrowing her gaze, she picks up her extra pen and aims it just right before she lets it fly from her grip, succeeding in popping Alex across the forehead, causing her to startle awake. "It's in your best interest to pay attention because I'm not letting you copy my notes this time…"
"But Kimmy…" Alex whines childishly, scooting over to where she rests her cheek against the brunette's shoulder before nuzzling her nose against her neck. "Please?"
Clenching her jaw tightly, Kim shoves Alex away from her, perhaps a little too hard because she succeeds in knocking the blonde clear out of her chair, creating a loud racket in the classroom, drawing attention to their table. But Kim, being the ever more to keep her composure, continues to jot down the notes from the current PowerPoint slide as if nothing strange had occurred.
"Miss Cabot." The professor says sternly, folding his arms as his hard gaze zeros in on the girl righting herself on her chair. "I highly suggest it be in your best interest to behave like an adult because my classroom is not a kindergarten and I will not tolerate childish behavior."
"Yes Sir…" Alex mutters, sending a smirking Kim a small glare as she plops back in her chair and proceeds to not pay attention as the professor resumes his lecture. She has just continues to doodle absentmindedly in her journal as she allows her eyes to roam across the room, settling on a redhead that she has never seen before. Working out that the girl has to be a new transfer, she reaches over and pokes Kim in the shoulder. "Hey, who is that over there? I've never seen her before."
"Who is who…" Kim mutters in response, her annoyance level with the athlete exceeding her typically set amount for the day.
"That." Alex responds, turning Kim's face so that they are looking in the same direction.
A frown crosses Kim's face for a brief moment before it is replaced with a look of realization and she turns her attention back to her notes. "I didn't realize she had this class." She says to herself before she remembers that the annoying creep on her left is still waiting for an answer. "Her name's Casey and she's Serena's cousin." She states, her hand stilling as she looks up, making eye contact with Alex for the first time since class started. "And she is also off limits."
Alex actually has the good graces to look offended as she clutches a hand over her heart. "Why Kimberly, I am offended." She scoffs, turning up her nose in exaggeration. "That you think I would go and think such thoughts is highly insulting and preposterous."
"And true...I'm serious Alex. Keep your distance. Besides, Serena and I have warned her about you."
"Warned her about me? What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means that we've printed out your picture that says 'beware the blonde with the basketball' and hung them around campus." Kim deadpans as she drops her pen and gives Alex an incredulous look. "What do you think it means? It means that we told her how you break every heart that comes within five feet of you."
"Hey! I have not broken 'every heart' that comes within five feet of me!"
"Oh yeah? Name one heart you haven't broken."
"Yours. But that's only 'cause you haven't let me...Yet." Alex chirps with a cheeky grin, completely taken off guard by the hard slap that connects with her cheek a few seconds later. Wincing, she places her hand to her cheek, definitely sure that the spot is reddening by the second. "Ouch, okay, I guess I deserved that…"
With class finally ending, Alex hastily puts her stuff in her bag, determined to talk to the newcomer despite Kim's warning glares and death threats. She'll deal with the aftermath of the storm later, but right now, she has to find out more about the new girl. And what greater opportunity has been bestowed upon her when she sees said new girl standing outside as if she appears to be lost. Score.
"Do you need help?" Alex asks politely as she approaches the redhead who is staring intently at a piece of paper. "You look lost."
"Hey, yeah, I kinda am." The girl responds, chuckling quietly as she drags a hand through her hair as she hands over her schedule to the blonde's offering hand. "My next class doesn't start for another hour and a half but I just want to make sure I know where I'm headed so I'm not late there like I was to this last one."
Glancing down at the schedule, Alex can't help but smile as she realizes that she has that exactly same class. "I have this next at the same time." She explains before pointing in the general direction of another building. "But it's in that building right over there. After you get inside, finding it is basically a piece of cake. If I run into you at all, I'll be sure to make sure you get there."
"Thank you. That's very sweet of you…?" Casey pauses, giggling nervously as she shakes her head. "I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name. I'm Casey."
"Alex." The blonde responds, showing off her thousand watt smile as she gently shakes Casey's hand.
Something like a warning bell goes off in the back of Casey's mind but she ignores it as she is focused on the blonde's smile. Letting her eyes roam over her body, she pauses at the letterman jacket she's wearing. "I see you're wearing a letterman. A sport maybe?"
"Yeah, I play basketball." Alex responds smoothly as she shoves her hands into her pockets.
A small frown creases Casey's face as Kim's voice echoes in her mind. 'One of those basketball idiots'. "Oh, interesting." She ahs, as her brain makes the connection between Kim's comment and the warnings she received from Kim and her cousin the night before when they went to dinner. "Well, um, I really should be going."
"Well, maybe I'll see you around some time?" Alex offers, tilting her head in a seemingly innocent way as she places a hand on the redhead's arm.
A nervous smile flits across Casey's lips as she nods shakily and takes a step back to assure enough space to where Alex is no longer touching her. "Yeah, um, right…I'll see you." she responds with a small smile as she spins on her heel and briskly walks away, praying that it doesn't appear like she's running.
Making it back to her dorm, she opens the door and closes it, falling against it with a heavy sigh. That is until her eyes lock on her cousin who is straddling a brunette she has never seen before as the two are attached at the lips. Averting her eyes, she nervously begins rubbing at the back of her neck before clearing her throat. "Um…"
Pulling away from her girlfriend, Serena shoots to her feet and immediately begins straightening her skirt. "Oh my god…Casey! I didn't realize you were coming back after your class." She exclaims, her voice a few octaves higher than normal as she rapidly clears her throat. "Um, Case this is Abbie…my girlfriend."
"Abbie…Abbie!" Casey exclaims as she steps forward and offers the doe eyed brunette her hand. "Serena's done nothing but talked about you since…since well forever."
"Uh, yeah, uh, thanks…I guess." Abbie responds, accepting the hand shake as she drags a hand through her hair. "Sorry about…that. Serena didn't mention you coming home."
"She didn't know…I have about an hour before class or so…so…" Casey trails off before sending Serena a pleading glance before looking back to Abbie. "Um, would you mind if Serena and I had a moment to talk…?"
"Uh yeah…sure…"
"She means alone Babe…" Serena points out, stepping forward to where she wraps her arms around the taller girl's waist. "Btu I'll call you later after my class so we can meet up okay?"
Nodding, Abbie holds the blonde before claiming her lips in a gentle kiss. "Okay. I love you…"
"I love you too." Serena murmurs, biting her bottom lip as she watches her lover leave the room. Spinning around, she finds Casey grinning at her smugly. "What?"
"Let me start off by saying that you two are insanely adorable." She practically squeals, grinning when she sees her cousin blush in response. "She seems nice…for all of the minute I met her. Seems very soft spoken though…"
"Only when it's just the two of us. Around her friends it's different." Serena offers with a shrug as she sits on the edge of her bed where she pats the mattress next to her. "So what was it you wanted to talk about?"
Sighing heavily, Casey drags her hand through her hair and joins Serena on the bed. "Remember how last night at dinner you and Kim gave me this list of things I need to watch out for?" she asks, continuing on when she sees Serena nod. "Well I think one of them kind of already swooped in."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean…I mean I think Alex Cabot tried to hit on me."
Hmm, I'm sure I left room for plenty of questions here. Again, hope you all enjoyed.
Oh yeah, lord knows that I suck ass at creating OFCs which is why I tend to 'borrow' characters from elsewhere and I do have a basketball team and a cheer squad to make up so if adding anyone in particular comes to mind, feel free to let me know.
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