chapter warnings: some jealousy and minor cursing

chapter pairings: lynn loud x black!fem!reader, platonic!bailey family x platonic!lynn, platonic!loud family x platonic!reader

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The next morning over at the Louds' house was productive, to say the least. You changed into a sleeveless mini red plaid dress that dangled over mid-knees with a pair of black converses to match. After getting dressed, Lynn wasn't upstairs so you assumed that she was downstairs, but to your surprise when you checked, she wasn't there either.

Lori had informed you that Lynn was out and wouldn't be back till later. That was how you found yourself conversing with the teen rockstar, Luna Loud. For half of your Sunday morning, you spent with Luna, just discussing each other's interests. You and Luna settled for breakfast next to each other. You ate some pancakes with orange juice while Luna just ate cereal.

Lunch has rolled around and Lynn arrives back at home, but not empty-handed. You walked up to her, curious to see what she had brought but she gave it to her mom for safekeeping. Luckily for you, the design logo on the mini bag gave it all away; Birmingham Jewelry. You felt completely clueless being fully aware that Lynn wasn't the type to wear any fancy jewelry at all, mostly sporting tiny earrings.

Although seeing the frown form upon your face after the encounter with her mom, she shrugged it off. She didn't trust herself with priceless items, especially if she was planning to give them to you. It was safer in her mom's hand anyways. Better to be safe than sorry, right?

You ventured upstairs, making your way into Lynn's and Lucy's room. Lynn was not that far behind, catching up to you rather quickly, her speed becoming an instinct at this point.

"Where were you all morning?" You interrogated, crossing your arms.

"I was out..." The athletic girl trails off.

"Out where?" You pushed her further.

"Look, [name], that doesn't matter, but I'm here now. So can we just drop it?" She sighs loudly and sits on her bed.

You scoff unconvincingly at her trying to change the topic of your conversation but allowing it with the rolling of your eyes.

"Fine," You flop your body next to her, looking at her iPad's screen, noticing that she was on an online shopping website. "So...what are you shopping for?"

"I'm trying to get these new cleats but they're so expensive..." She groans, gently shoving the tablet in your hands and flinging herself on the bed. "Or the ones that are at a decent price, they don't have it in my shoe size. It totally sucks!"

"Well, what happened to your current cleats?" You scrolled through the viable options of baseball cleats.

"They're all worn out and I desperately need one for the new season." She explains with a tone of annoyance, feeling defeated. You looked at her with sympathy in your eyes, remaining silent, unsure of what to say. "It's nothing for you to worry about anyways, let's go get lunch." She hastily cut you off, not wanting any more non-verbal pity from you.

"Yeah, let me use the bathroom, first." She nodded you off and you headed towards the bathroom.

When you finished using the bathroom, you were in the hallway and stopped by Luna. "Hey, [name]!" Luna smiles, popping up from her doorway. "Mind if I steal you for a sec? Lynn's not gonna mind."

"Sure, don't see any harm in that." You complied, walking into Luna's room.

She grabbed her guitar and sat down on her purple DI box. "Thanks, I just need a second opinion on this tone that I'm working on for my new song."

"Go right ahead."

She fiddled with the guitar strings, piecing together an upbeat melody. The lively tune was very hypnotic, almost placing you in a trance but it wavered away when she stopped.

"It's great, I like it!"

"Thanks, you're the best, [name]." You nodded in agreement, leaving the bedroom, searching for Lynn, thinking that she'd be where you left her.

"I swear this girl...has a habit of running off whenever I leave." You mumble to yourself, looking into the empty room in which you last left Lynn.

Her voice seemed near. "So, I brought her this bracelet from this crazy-ass expensive jewelry store and I was planning to give it to her when she has her tennis tournament." Following Lynn's voice, you stopped at the twins' bedroom, finally finding the source of the sound.

Lola's and Lana's bedroom door was slightly cracked open, sufficient for unintentional eavesdropping. Neither of the girls noticed you by the door and resumed their conversation.

"Since you're one of the only people in this family, who has good jewelry taste. I mean, I would ask Leni but then she'd probably tell."

"Say no more and show me the bracelet," Lola demands, pausing for a few minutes before sighing, "It's gorgeous. Is that her birthstone beside her initials, that's so thoughtful."

"Really, you think? Cause I spent all weekend having it customized by the jewelers." Guess that also explained why she was being so secretive whenever she held her tablet around you.

"Oh, I don't think, I know. Trust me, she's gonna love it."

It sparked her confidence. "Thanks, sis."

"No problem! Now let's get back to business."

"Are you sure that she'll like it, Lola?" Lynn asks with a hesitant look on her face.

"I'm 100% positive!! Now, put some more glitter on there."

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You were already downstairs with your packed bag, sitting on the couch watching television with Lincoln and Clyde while Lynn packs her overnight bag and hauls it downstairs. After spending the weekend with Lynn, your mother only saw it fair to have Lynn spend the weekend at your house. Neither of you has disagreed on the matter, rather enjoying spending more time together.

"Ok, do guys want me to drop you?" Mrs. Loud offers. Lynn joins you on the couch with her overnight bag parked by her feet.

"Oh, no thanks. Mrs. Loud, I'm getting picked up." You answered.

"By one of your parents?"

"No, by my driver."

A car honks outside, signifying that your ride is here. "Oh, that's him. See you guys later." You barged out the door with Lynn right behind you. You discarded your bags into the limo's trunk as Lynn did the same and got into the car.

"His name is Mike and he's my family chauffeur," You introduce Lynn to him.

"So how rich are you?"

"What? Want me to give you a number?" You playfully ask, taking it as a joke.

It was very surprising when she nodded. "Oh! Well, I would say $5 million rich."

"$5 million!!" She exclaimed, "Do you know what I could do with 5 million dollars?" You giggled at her outburst, finding it adorable.

"You can do a lot, Lynn."

An idea came to your head at that moment. An idea that would solve Lynn's sports problem. You knocked on the small glass barrier that separated you and the driver as he rolled it down. Whispering something inaudible to Mike and he nods at your instructions.

"What are you up to, gorgeous?" She detects that mischievous smirk plastered on your lips.

"Nothing for you to worry your pretty little head about,"

That was all you said, wanting Lynn to play the guessing game for your delight. The car drive to your house was deterred and rerouted to the nearest shoe store.

Lynn noticed the difference in the passing houses that she'd grown familiar with. "Hey, this isn't the way to your house." Her eyebrows furrowed in utter confusion.

"I know, baseball girl." You shrug, "But a certain someone said that they needed new cleats and we're getting them for her."

"You don't have to do that for me, [name]."

You rested your hand on top of hers, and gazed into her eyes, "Well too bad because I want to."

"What if I don't want you to?" She folds her arms in a joking manner.

"Then I'm going against your wishes." You concluded.

The car stops, indicating your arrival at the shoe store, and you two step out of the car. The perplexed look on Lynn's face was so priceless which had you feeling extremely giddy on the inside.

"Are we gonna stay standing outside all day or are we going inside?"

She grabs your hand, tugging you along with her to the entrance of the shoe store. After two hours of shopping through sports equipment, Lynn is finally done and you've never been so bored in your entire life, but there was something about the familiar gleam in her eyes that made you change your mind. Your sentiment towards Lynn's favorite sport changed just because you knew that she admired it so much.

You, Lynn, and Mike had to carry all of the items to the counter due to there being so many sports items.

Lynn had doubled up on everything. New socks, new cleats, new baseball bats, duffle bags, and batting helmets, and all because you told her to get anything she wanted. Well, she did fulfill her heart's desire and you were content that you made that happen.

"Is this your dad's credit card?" She asked.

"No," You scoff, flashing her the name of the card. "It's my credit card. We all have our own credit card and bank account, it's better this way."

She nodded in acknowledgment with a tint of blush on her face. You paid for Lynn's items and you all headed back to the car, putting them in the limousine's back trunk.

"Come on, let's get food, whatever you want, it's my treat."

"Chick-fil-A is the best!"

"Chick-fil-A it is."

Mike drove down to the nearest Chick-fil-A and you all ate inside, tired of lounging around in the car for the last few hours.

"Why did you pay for all those things for me?"

"I just wanted to spoil you today."

Since your eavesdropping incident, you wanted to repay her kindness without letting her know that. What? She was already giving you something, so it was all in good time.

During the car ride back home, Lynn slept like a baby in the comfort of your arms. Apparently being a consistent athlete meant that she slept very easily.

Eventually, Mike was granted access to your security gate and he parked close by the front door. You wrapped an arm around her waist so most of her body weight would depend on you. Surprisingly, Lynn was very lightweight, making it easy to carry her outside of the car. While assisting Lynn, Mike had brought all the baggage out of the car and left them in your care.

"I'm not tired." She mumbles, trying to fight her tiredness. You made it to your bedroom door as you opened it and walked inside.

"Yes, you are." You placed the brunette girl on your bed, tugging her into the fresh sheets, watching her slightly stir trying to find a comfortable position.

You left the bedroom for your bathroom to change into your practice outfit, abandoning a sleeping Lynn, and heading into the backyard to practice. You had set up your tennis trainer, putting it on a medium pace. Your tennis trainer helped launch the balls to you without the help of another person, so it was money well spent.

Within a few hours of your practice, Lynn was finally awake and caught you practicing tennis. She sits down on the singular black bench by the far corner to your right, watching you train freely.

"I thought that you ditched me, and was almost worried for a sec."

"Oh please, I would never do that to my baseball girl." You grinned, swinging your racket to hit the flying balls.

"You know, I like it when you're looking at me." She emphasized.

"And I like it when I'm winning so hold off for a bit." Too focused on the practice, you didn't realize Lynn walking over to your tennis trainer, and turning it off.

"What the hell Lynn?" You shout, now distracted from your tennis rehearsal.

"I told you in advance that I'd rather you look at me."

"Okay," You nod before pointing to the bucket of tennis rackets, "Grab a racket and help me practice."

"W-what? That's not what I meant."

"You wanted my full attention during practice and now you got it. Get a tennis racket." She sighed and retrieved a tennis racket, walking over to the court.

"Ok, we'll do a simple round." You said, flinging the ball in the air before whacking it over to Lynn. She swung but missed it by a few meters. Not too shabby for a first-timer.

"That was a love for you."

During the middle of your game, you became more driven with each swing and hit. Lynn felt inclined to pry into your peculiar behavior, "Ok, you're training harder than I've ever seen you do."

"This is your first time seeing me play."

"Exactly and I can tell that you've been adding unnecessary pressure when hitting the ball. What's going on with you?"

You fiddled with the green ball in your hands, deciding that practice was finished for today. You threw the ball on the ground, and walked over to her, close enough to the net. "I have this upcoming tournament and my opponent Emma Campbell is highly known for being the teen best tennis player and I just feel like I might lose to her."

"What didn't you tell me?" She gently squeezed your hands, trying to coax an answer out of you.

"Because...you said that tennis wasn't exactly a real sport."

"You know [name], tennis isn't really my forte unlike you. But for you, I'll try to understand and enjoy it. Tell me when your next game is, and I guarantee that my family and I will be the first ones there." You giggled at her heart-warming gesture. "And don't worry about Emma Campbell, I'm pretty sure that half the time that she's cheating."

"Really, you think?"

She hums, nodding her head, "Now, I think that you should practice a bit more, but without the force, can you do that for me, beautiful?"

"Of course, I can."

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The next morning was nerve-racking for you as you got dressed. You tied your hair in a ponytail and dressed in a black tennis outfit with a black sports visor and white tennis shoes. On the other hand, the car ride over to the country club eased up your anxiety alongside your family's reassuring words.

As soon as your car stopped in front of the country club, you grabbed your racket bag and sprinted out in search of a particular brunette. You spotted Lynn and her family in the shaded stands with a giant poster, encouraging your future win. Gabriella was there for your support system as well. Right now, you were in the stands talking with Lynn. To be honest, you did most of the talking or rather rambling while Lynn did her best to alleviate your continuous panicking.

It took Lynn a little while to calm you down. "[Name], I wanted to give you something before you go." Lynn stops you.

"What is it, Lynn?" You inquire with a confused gleam in your eyes. At first, she didn't answer as if she was contemplating whether to continue. Your eyes caught sight of a baby blue box in her hands that she horribly hid behind her back. "Is that for me?"

Her eyes widened at your question. "Yeah, it is!" She handed you the box and grinned when you took it from her hands. Lifting the top cover of the box, opening it to reveal a stunning bracelet. It was a beaded bracelet that had your first name initials next to your birthstone.

"It was kinda hard to find your birthstone on such short notice."

"It's beautiful, Lynn, thank you." You cooed, taking the jewelry out of the box and putting it on your right hand. This generous gift certainly felt like a good luck charm bracelet. For a while, you admired the stunning bracelet on your wrist before looking up and noticing the giant poster that her parents held. "Is that why you were in Lola's room? To make me that poster?"

"How did you know that I was in Lola's room?"

"Your frustrations were very easy to spot."

She laughs boisterously, earning a few annoyed looks from strangers but she ignores them. If they weren't you then she wouldn't give them the time of day.

"Oh, umm...your sisters wanted me to give you this." She showed you a dainty gold necklace with a crescent moon lingering at the bottom. You recognized it when you were shopping with your sisters for the first time in Royal Woods. Cassandra had the sun, Madison had the star and you with the moon.

"Can you put it on me?" You ask, giving her the necklace and turning around.

"Of course, anything for you, beautiful." You felt flush under those words. Those simple words shouldn't have such a major effect on you but it did. She brushes your hair to the left and clips the necklace around your neck, securing it. Turning back around to face her, you smile at her, gazing into each other's eyes lovingly.

Just then, the loudspeaker announces with a booming voice, simultaneously breaking the shared eye contact "May all tennis players make their way to the tennis court. The game is about to start in 5 minutes."

"You're gonna crush it!" She bids you off with a cheek kiss, watching you scurry off down to the tennis court, warming up for the last time. Lynn joins her family back at the bleachers and sat down, ready to enjoy the competition.

"So, are you two dating?" Lori asks, leaning into Lynn subtly whose eyes were trained on your figure.

"What!" Incredulously, she turned to look at her eldest sister, breaking her gaze away from you, "No, we're not dating."

"Are you sure?" Leni chimed in, now seemingly interested. "You two seem pretty close."

"Yes, I'm sure." The brunette girl deadpanned.

"Really?" Luna invites herself into the conversation. "Then how come you can afford brand new cleats that are very expensive...and all new sports equipment?"

"[Name] offered to buy me new cleats and other items as well." She explains with a shrug of her shoulder, "How could I have said no?"

"Really?" Lori persisted with a raise of her eyebrows, "And did [name] offer to buy you lunch as well?"

Lynn nods. "Yeah, so?"

"And it was also Lynn's idea to create this giant poster." Lola and Lana walk over.

"Wait, is that why you were gone Sunday morning to buy [name] a bracelet?" Luna questions.

"Yeah, what was the store where you got it from?" Leni rambles, tilting her head to the side, trying to remember. "It was Birmingham Jewelry. Woah, sis, that place is like crazy expensive, those pair of necklaces that I brought from them took me 6 months' allowance."

"That jewelry store is the most expensive in town, Lynn. Wow, you must really like this girl." Lori expresses with a grin.

"Guys, I'm just trying to be supportive." Lynn finalizes, trying to stop her sister's meddling in her love life. "There's nothing wrong with being supportive."

"As her friend or as her girlfriend?" Luna questions with a skeptical look, folding her arms. Lynn stays silent, avoiding eye contact with any of her sisters, unable to decipher a proper answer. Were they right? Did Lynn hope that you wanted to explore past the bounds of friendship with her? Of course, she did. She fell in love with you the moment that she laid her eyes on you which eventually turned her into a stuttering mess whenever you were with her. However, with the possibility of embarrassing rejection lingering in her mind, she kept her feelings hidden, buried deep down until she was certain that you would reciprocate those feelings back.

"Yeah, because nothing says supportive like a $300 bracelet," Lori mumbles to Luna and Leni.

Luna drags Lynn away from the huge crowd, despite her protests. The two sisters are by the bottom of the bleaches, not straying too far away.

"Look, Lynn." The rockstar starts with a deep exhale. "It's okay to have feelings for [name]—"

"For the last time, I don't have a crush on her!" She exclaims, momentarily shocking her older sister. "Why does everyone keep thinking that?" Luna wasn't convinced by her sister's outburst, aware that she was in denial. Whether it was her developing feelings for you or the fact that you were a girl seemed to throw her off track.

"You can deny all you want, but we both know that you're falling in love with [name]. It's cute to see you all lovesick whenever she's around." She smiles, observing the coat of red appearing on her sister's face by the mention of your name. "Now I'm not saying that you should rush your confession but at least wait it out to see if she's at least reciprocating those feelings in return. That saves you less pain, regret, and embarrassment."

"I've never had romantic feelings for someone and now when I realize it, I'm scared. I'm still exploring my sexuality."

"It's okay to stay unlabeled for now, you'll know when the time is right. I'm your big sister and I'm not gonna judge you for being you. You're still my annoying sporty and loving younger sister, Lynn and I love you for it.'

"But what if..." She looks down and sheepishly kicks her feet, "I do confess and she doesn't like me back, and it ends up all weird between us two...."

"Then it's her loss." She slides a comforting arm around Lynn's shoulder, "She missed out on someone really awesome."

"Thanks, Luna."

"Anytime sis."

"And besides, if you two lovebirds get together, we can go on double dates."

"Hard pass." Lynn laughs, getting a playful shove from Luna, who just laughs as well. Luna was happy that she was able to brighten Lynn's spirits regarding her possible love life.

The two girls rejoin their family in the crowd. Just then, your family finds their seats next to the Loud family and greets them with a wave of their hands. Alongside the help of Luna, Lynn confidently holds up the poster with a matching smile etched on her face. "You got this, [name]!" She enthusiastically cheered. Both of your families made noises of encouragement as well.

Down at the tennis court, you heard her voice very faintly but smiled nonetheless.

"Oh, that's so cute!" Your current competition, Emma Campbell sneers with fake sympathy, "Your little girlfriend cheering for you in the stands, so cliche." The blonde rolls her eyes. To be honest, you've never liked the Campbell girl, whether it was her snobbish attitude or her inconsideration of other people. "Too bad that she's gonna be cheering for a loser in a few minutes and maybe I'll steal her away from you."

"Oh, shut up!" You defended Lynn. "We both know that Lynn could do so much better than you."

"Why are you so worried about Lynn? Aren't you two just friends?"

"I never said that!"

"Yeah, whatever!" Emma drags on, "You should know that me and Lynn are kinda an item."

"What type of drugs are you on?" You boisterously exclaimed. To say that you were shocked would be the understatement of the year. Surely, Lynn would have told you if she was talking to someone else. The athletic girl didn't seem like the two-timing type, and she wasn't...she couldn't be...right?

'No! Don't overthink, Emma's just trying to get under your skin! Besides, Lynn is a great girl, she's not conniving, she's generous. She gifted you that specialized bracelet.'  You think. 'The gesture was sweet and so is she.'

"And how long have you been pining over Lynn for?"

"Doesn't matter!"

"It does if it concerns Lynn."

"Fine! I've had a crush on her since we were ten!"

You didn't mean to have a bitchy attitude, you swear. But it just happened, and you couldn't stop it and you weren't planning on stopping it either.

"How about this..." She suggested, "Whoever wins this game gets to ask Lynn out on a date. The loser can't interfere with their relationship."

You scoff at her desperate attempts of being in a relationship. "Lynn's not an object! She's a human girl, like the rest of us, who has feelings. Let her ask out whoever she wants, even if it isn't any of us."

"You're only saying this because you know that Lynn's gonna choose me."

"What makes you think that? Is it the lack of communication that you have with Lynn or is it the heavy delusion that lingers in your mind all day? She barely acknowledged you before and when I moved to town, we became instantly captivated with one another." You say, "So I'm certain that I have a better chance with her than you'll ever do."

"You're just saying that to throw me off my game."

"Oh, please, throwing you off your game will require you to have any game, and you're lacking that."

"What? Scared that you're gonna lose!" She was losing this argument and you could tell that she was choking up.

"To you? You're not even real competition!"

Your bold comment earned a petty eye roll from the other teen as she began the first serve. The first match commenced and the scores were being rallied up.

You were at complete ease throughout the entire game, finding your inner peace with your love for tennis. On the other hand with Emma about Lynn, your jealousy had gained immediate control of your hand performance but you managed to restrain yourself, not needing overkill to happen and cost you the game.

The intensity that you radiated during the game only strengthened when you closely observed your opponent's strategy to keep herself on point. Although you were in the lead, Emma was sneakily rising slowly. However, your fierce movements didn't stagger, not even once, highly determined to win. The medium-sized green ball was constantly tossed, bouncing between the two sides of the court. The sun was blazing, urging you to forfeit the match right then and there in the middle of the intense game. Might as well get used to the scorching heat because this was the first out of three matches to complete.

This tournament was going to be in the bag, and the trophy will be just another memento in your awards case.

The next game passed with ease, putting the crowd in anticipation when the scores were beginning to even up. It was a heavy tie for the second round, bringing up your anxiety.

This was it. The third and final round of your match. It was the final round that would determine your success and prove your ability to maintain a winning streak. You were gonna crush it! And certainly, destroy Emma Campbell's athletic self-esteem, partially for Lynn, loathing those words that Emma spoke of her.

The judges called for a mini-break, letting you and Emma relax and recharge your energies. You headed over to the table that supplied the refreshments and grabbed a cold bottle of water. The two families made their way over there as fast as they could, no longer containing their excitement as they bombarded you with chaotic noises.

"That was amazing!" Lynn cheers.

Gabriella exclaims with a radiant smile. "Yeah, you were so terrific out there!"

"You crushed it out there!" Everyone else voiced their agreement with your future victory.

"I would totally hug you right now if you weren't so sweaty." Leni complies with an innocent grin, "Oh what the hell!" She pulled you in for a short hug, earning laughs as she did so.

You both pulled away from the hug. "Well, I haven't won yet." You drink your cold bottled water as it refreshes your dry throat. "So, let's not jinx it."

Everyone chuckles and Lynn pulls you away for a private conversation.

"You know what I mean, beautiful, this game is yours," She bit her lip.

"Thanks for the encouragement, loud." You tease, shoving her playfully watching the smile emerge on her lips. "I'm feeling more confident by the second."

"It's not encouraging if we both know that it's true. That other girl has nothing on you."

She handed you three orange slices, making sure that you ate all of them, keeping you well-nourished. Sometimes when you're too focused on something, you tend to forget about the basic needs such as eating and drinking. Luckily, Lynn had noticed the tiny flaw and she wanted to end that bad habit of yours. "Gotta keep my superstar properly fed."

Heading back to the rest of the group as you started to talk with Luna and Lori. Emma skips over with a sneaky grin on her face. God, you wished that you could have wiped that stupid smile off of her face.

"Hey, Lynn." She greets, already managing to get into the brunette's personal space. Talk about having boundaries.

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion but her smile welcomes the blonde. "Uh, hey...Emma is it?"

"Yep, you guessed right." She giggles annoyingly, making you roll your eyes.

"So, what do you want?"

As she speaks to Lynn, you notice how Emma advanced to arm touching, sometimes leaning in slightly whenever she found one of Lynn's statements amusing. In your opinion, she was too much of a try-hard, and that irked you to your soul. You could see that Lynn was uncomfortable, and it made you furious at the sight. You glared at the blonde girl with hatred in your eyes and decided that two can play that game.

All of a sudden. you felt your hidden anger transport to your plastic water bottle that was held in your hand. With every touch that Emma gave Lynn, the pressure on the bottle intensified until it didn't...well it couldn't anymore. The water emerges from out of the bottle, aiming directly at Emma's face.

She shrieked, flinching at the contact as she tried to shield herself from the attack, coming up to no avail. Stuck in a trance state, you didn't let go of the bottle and rather squeezed it tighter so your sister Madison didn't grab the bottle out of your hands until it was empty. Turns out, no one stepped in to cease Emma's embarrassment, seemingly taking amusement in it as well. It ultimately messed up her rich-girl look, drenching her face and ruining her semi-makeup.

"It's just water! It's not gonna harm you." Cassandra taunts the girl.

Madison shrugs. "You'll be fine! Just dab some concealer on and you're good to go."

Her gaze planted on you was lethal, barely touching the surface of making you tremble. Her supposedly dangerous stares at you made her look like a terrible joke.

To make sure that you rubbed salt directly on the wound, you walked over, wrapped your arm around hers, and kissed Lynn on the cheek before pulling away with a cheery smile. "I'll see you at my house later," You wink at her, enjoying the thrill of her flustered state.

You watch as Lynn and both of your families leave and head back to the bleachers with a faux smile plastered on your face.
Once you turned around, facing your arch-nemesis, your smile immediately dropped as you ventured closer to her. "Listen here, you bitch." You scowled, with fury rising in your voice. Her eyes stared into yours, trying to intimidate you, desperately failing while doing so.

"If you ever come around Lynn, uncomfortably touch her, or even look at her wrong like that again, you will be done for. I will bash your fucking head in so much that you'll be completely unrecognizable that even your own mirror won't remember you."

"Woah, don't tell me that you're overprotective of Lynn." She was teasing you relentlessly at this point. Practically urging you to fight her with that ugly little smirk on her face. But you weren't gonna play her stupid mind games like she intended.

Catching her by surprise, you roughly grab ahold of her arm, pulling her in closer by force. So to the bystanders, it looked like you were whispering in her ear, engaged in a friendly banter. Right now, you were feeling anything but friendly towards her.

"I don't tread lightly with the people that I care deeply about and now that you're highly aware that Lynn is one of them, I'm letting you off with a simple warning." Your tone was menacing, slowly seething your words out. "If you're smart enough, don't wait around to find out." She felt herself inaudibly gulp and tremble as you kept speaking. "Or do you, I haven't fought a rich bitch in so long and need a little deja-vu."

And with that, you roughly released her arm from your grip and walked over to the court. Emma watched you leave, uneasiness forming in the pit of her stomach at your threatening words.

Stomping her feet like a big baby, she ran off, searching for her parents to assist in fixing up her appearance again.

You felt like you were on top of the world. Now, you just have to win this competition and your success will reign. It was close that you smelt the victory from here.

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You won the game! Fuck, it feels good to relive the moments leading up to your fantastic victory. When the triumphant photo was taken to be put in the country's club headline for this week, you all had crammed in, wanting to be included. The huge trophy that you held righteously in your hand while being in the middle, sure did you justice.

Your family had hosted a celebratory dinner at the finest restaurant in town. Of course, you were seated beside your beloved Lynn and your best friend Gabriella.

"I'm so proud of you, sweetie." She wrapped an arm around you, pulling you in closer for comfort as she kissed your cheek.
You blushed, feeling yourself heat up on the spot, ignoring the knowing looks from Lori and Luna.

The dinner was an absolute blast so Lynn and her family crashed the night at your house. Your parents showed the Loud family the guest rooms, allowing them the comfort of beds. Somehow, you showered all of the sweat from earlier games, changing into warm pajamas. Tiredly, Lynn had followed you up to your bedroom, seeking your cuddles, in hopes of a good night's sleep.

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