After game

Right after the game is over, Kelley runs toward the stands.

"Are you even real ?" she yells, out of her mind.

Sitting right here are Carli Lloyd, Christie Rampone and Alex Morgan, their bitch faces on, not willing to show if they're impressed. Right after the current captain's words left her mouth with echo, the Bruins supporters, who have been going on from minute one of the game, start booing the Stanford players.

Kelsey joins the brunette, who is boiling in the inside.

"Good afternoon, Kelley" Carli says in a sassy tone, unimpressed. She then waves at the rest of the team, proud of herself, before adding : "You guys played great today. Maybe enjoy winning while you still can."

"What does that even mean ?" Kelley hisses.

The girl feels Kelsey's appraising hand on her shoulder, before the GK silently faces the three girls, who are all raising their eyebrows.

After a few seconds - while the Bruins supporters are chanting anti-Stanford chants, trying to get near the three players probably to make them exit the facility - Carli leans closer and whispers in a rather bitchy voice :

"I wouldn't count on Allie after this game. I mean, something might happen to her after this week, so your next game after Harvard will be highly compromised. And having Marozsán with you won't change anything."

"Is that a threat ?" Kelley asks.

Carli smirks. "Depends on how seriously you take it." she says, before adding : "Allie might lose a leg or something, so, break a leg !"

Her teammates start laughing, before Kelsey stares at Alex with a disgusted look, and fires :

"Maybe you should close that mouth for once, we know how many boys you're sucking every time you go out without your boyfriend" she says, dead serious. As Alex's face changes a little bit, the goalie adds : "Would be stupid that our dear Carrasco hears about that, right ? Or..." she continues, before getting her phone out of her pocket to unlock the screen and show it to Alex. The Stanford players have similar reaction to this picture. "Or show him you like big black cocks."

"Where did you-"

"Touch Allie and Servando will have a nice gift." Kelsey clearly threatens, only inches away from the forward. "Wouldn't be good for you relationship, right ? Especially since he's already cheating on your dirty ass with some other girls... Right ?"

As Alex is about to punch the goalie in the face, Christie restrains her from doing so by putting a hand on her arm. But the Stanford captain isn't happy about what just happened. So it is with a bitter tone that she says :

"Fine, you got us on that one" Rampone settles, eye-killing the girls. "But you might want to be careful, because a sex tape picture is not the only thing we have against you."

The three girls start walking away, as Kelley turns on Kelsey, shocked.

"Wait, where did you get that ?" she asks, confused.

Kelsey smirks. "The power of Photoshop, my friend." she then says, as Kelley bursts into laughter, giving the girl a high five. Then, Kelsey smirks again and adds : "Now we know that bitch really is cheating on her boyfriend, otherwise she would've just denied it."

"Well played. Damn, you're good."

"I know, I'm a queen."

The two girls go back to their teammates, a big smile on their faces. Nobody dares to ask them why it is for, but when they do the team hoodle, and that Kelley explains to them Kelsey's move, they all burst into laughter.

For most of them, it made their day.

*

After spending her afternoon avoiding Laure or cheering on her teammates while ignoring the Stanford girls that came to try and scare them off, Tobin finally finds her way back to her dorm, where music and voices are already getting heard. She sigh, before opening the door. But what she finds inside surprises her.

Allie, Kelsey and Maro are inside, around two computers on a table. There are a lot of paper around them, as well as law books. Tobin frowns as she closes the door behind her, but nobody pays attention to her.

So she jumps in the conversation :

"... maybe she payed someone to clear her ?" Allie says, raising her eyebrows. "Or maybe she blackmailed one of the cop or something. But there is no way she could've been proven innocent in this."

"If the federal judge knew her father, there is a way he could've influenced the final decision" Kelsey argues, focused on what she is reading. "Look, here, it says : 'every individual using a bladed weapon on another citizen is subject to a two-year school suspension, as well as restricting orders as long as he or she is not cleared by a psychologist.' That might be it : if she slept with the psychologist she might have influenced his decision."

"It would make sense..." Maro starts, before sorting out a piece of paper from under the computer. From where she stands, Tobin only sees it's a picture. "... if only that picture didn't exist. Here is Hope Solo holding a knife, threatening her boyfriend. This is solid evidence, and could reverse things."

The three girls suddenly look up at Tobin, who is approaching them, her mouth wide open. She takes the picture between her hands, before a smile is drawn on her face ; the picture indeed shows Hope - her face facing the camera - with an angry face, and Jerramy with both hands raised in the air.

The middy looks at the German, beyond happy.

"Does that mean we can use that against her ?" she asks, excited.

"Absolutely" Maro confirms, but her face suddenly becomes serious again. "But if they know it comes from someone in UCLA, they will investigate further and might find something about you guys."

Kelsey frowns. "Does that mean we use anonymity ? Like, we send it to the cops, so that they will investigate on Solo, an we, on the other hand, are safe."

"Wait" Allie says, looking down. "This might be compromised."

"How so ?" Maro asks, confused.

The blonde middy shakes her head, before saying :

"Because Hope could bring up the fact that Becky, Kelley and Ash helped her come away with a deadly car crash during their freshman year"

The atmosphere suddenly tenses up. Kelsey, who knew something pretty bad happened, never dared to ask why nobody wanted to talk about the very event. She knew Hope got on a car crash, killed an old man in his car by crashing against it with her own, and didn't go to jail for it, even though she already was 18.

Now, this might come in the way. But Maro doesn't really look worried, because she says :

"Unless she really wants to spend her entire life in jail, she won't say anything"

"True" Allie mumbles, not very sure of that one. "Are you sure ?"

"Of course, I'm a law student." Maro lets out, rolling her eyes.

Tobin's excitement is back.

"Then, let's drag that bitch to the ground. It's time we make them pay for the suspensions and the threats." she says, smiling. "Furthermore, once Hope is out of the picture, it will be easier to make Becky's plan work."

The four girls nod, before Allie goes and tries to find an envelop in this mess that Tobin and her call their room.

*

Out of breath, Becky lets herself fall back on the bed, an huge grin on. Right next to her, Shelina is in the same state, getting them a cover before lying down right next to the blonde. After that, she leans in and kisses Becky's lips, before sitting down.

The captain, who is not used in seeing the Canadian go away first, grabs her ponytail to pull her back down on the mattress. The brunette smirks, before finding her way in Becky's open arms. She then smiles.

"I have to study, love" Shelina reluctantly lets out, before abruptly getting away from Becky's embrace.

She then puts the volume on, as the TV is showing Hope's face. The journalist, who is right in front of one of the Stanford dorm, is looking straight at the screen when he says : 'This morning, the local police received an anonymous picture to re-open a case that has been shut down after freshman Hope Solo had been cleared because of the lack of evidence the police held against her. The young woman, now a senior, was involved in an aggression against her former boyfriend, Stanford Cardinals captain, where she almost stabbed him to death. Thanks to the piece of evidence the police now has in possession, Hope Solo will finally face a jury. In between now and the trial, she is suspended from the soccer team, for which she has been in goal for the past three years. No further information, as we assist to the arrest of Miss Solo.'.

Becky also sits down, as Shelina's mouth is wide open : on the screen, they can see Hope being handled by two police officers, screaming, yelling things both at the camera and the people around her. The two defenders exchange a concerned look, before Shelina gets up and starts dressing up.

Before she can turn around and say anything, Becky takes the lead :

"I didn't know about that, and did not command anyone to spread the news."

Shelina nervously shakes her head. "And I don't know how I could believe that, given to the fact that your team wants revenge." she coldly says, as she puts her pants on.

But Becky is honest, and she needs the other girl to believe her. She gets up as well, after grabbing both of Shelina's shoulders, forcing her to look at her.

"I swear on my mother's grave that I did not know anything about that picture, Shel." she repeats in a more confident tone this time.

The Canadian stares at her, before rolling her eyes and getting away from her embrace. She then throws the dorm's keys at Becky, after putting her jacket on.

"Whatever, I need to go check on my team" the brunette says, on her way to the exit.

Becky sighs. "Fine."

Right before she opens the door, Shelina turns around, before walking toward Becky, grabbing the back of her head and kiss her.

"I believe you. But I need to be here for my team, because you and I both know a storm is coming."

"Why do you-"

"Becks" Shelina interrupts her, frowning. "Don't do sweeping generalizations ; three of four members don't define the whole team. Most of the girls up there deserve to win because of the work they've put into the game. And I won't let three bitchy girls ruin it all."

Becky smiles.

"You'd be a great captain."

Shelina smiles. "One day, maybe." she starts, before approaching the door again. She turns around, and smirks : "But for now I'm sleeping with the other team's captain, so I don't think they'd be happy to have me as a captain. Bye Becks."

"See you."

Once Shelina is gone, Becky silently remains standing, looking around her. Something suddenly draws her attention : it has nothing to do with the picture of Shelina and her boyfriend Adam kissing, because she's seen them in real life, and has a boyfriend on her own, so she really don't really care. But the letter next to the lamp, on the other hand, is pretty interesting, especially since it comes from the soccer team staff.

Becky shamelessly opens the envelope and reads the letter :

Dear Shelina,

We have heard about the recent events occurring on the team, and demand you to please remain silent about it. We do believe this team can achieve a lot of things, and even though we don't like the way it is done, we have to admit it actually works. In order to honor the gracious amount of money put into that team, we highly recommend you to drop your amateur investigation on Christie Rampone.

We hope you understand and wish you, dear Shelina, a nice semester.

The Stanford Sports Committee

Becky frowns : Shelina obviously knows something she doesn't.