Molly And Willow
Two friends discover each other on a netball tournament.
Molly ‘Okay, let’s hurry it up, ladies!’ Miss Stokes’ voice echoes off the changing room walls, making me jump, pulling me out of my daydream. I look around. Had I been staring at Willow? Of course I had. How could I not, when my gorgeous, strawberry blonde teammate is standing just a few feet away? I’d watched as she left the showers, wrapped in her towel, her wet hair dripping down her back. I’d watched as she had peele...