Chapter Six

Chapter Six

"Hey Coach White, where's Coach Black?" I asked once I jogged over to my team mates with James.

"His daughter's playing on the little kid's team"

"Same time?" James asked.

"Yeah, but Jadyn's here. She practically made our whole workout; I'm pretty sure we can win without his guidance"

"Wow, I'm actually getting praised, and I like it" I smiled. I pulled my layered black hair into a ponytail.

"I'm glad Coach B let you on the team" Brandon said throwing an arm around my shoulders.

"You're lucky Danny's a nice guy" I pointed to an obvious jealous looking Danny on the bleachers.

"If he's going to be jealous of anyone, it should be of James. I mean you two are weird when it comes to having fun"

"Hey, spit wars is incredibly fun, I don't know what you're talking about"

"Hart, go call it" Coach White said.

I jogged to the center of the field where the referee and an opposing team mate were waiting.

"Call it"

"Heads" I said.

"Lions kick off" the referee said.

I jogged back behind the half field line and positioned myself in front of the ball. The referee blew his whistle, and I ran at the ball, kicking it as hard as I could which paid off because I made a goal.

"Yes!" I yelled and high fived James, Brandon, and Carter.

The Mustangs kicked off and I intersected their pass and ran down the field with the ball. Both of their defenders ran at me, so I passed the ball to James, and he scored a goal.

Five minutes left in the fourth quarter, and we were winning five to nothing. The Mustangs have been our most cometitive rivals.

"When all else fails, pass the ball to Hart" Coach said and stuck his hand out. I placed mine on his followed by the other seven players. "Go team" we chorused and ran to our side of the field once more.

"Continue" the referee said once we got into position. If you're wondering what happened, Redbird, the Mustang's best player, just injured Brandon, so I have to do a corner kick, and then I'm going to hurt that trucker. I kicked the ball to James who kicked it to the smallest person on our team. We only had a minute left so I ran after Redbird.

Coach knew exactly what I was doing which is why he turned around when I "accidently" shoved and knocked over Redbird, who had the ball. The referee blew his whistle and jogged over to us.

"She did that on purpose"

"No I didn't"
"This is why there are only boy teams"

"I didn't use my elbows" I told the referee who was trying to say I did, "I tried to kick the ball away from him, and he tripped and brought me down with him"

"She did it on purpose, to get back at what I did to pip squeak over there"

As much as that angered me, I kept my voice innocent, "I'm just a weak stupid girl, there's no way I could've done that with my little brain" The referee looked doubtful, buut he handed me the ball and told me to throw in.

"Feet crossed and hands-" the ref started.

"I know, I know, geez" I said and faked throwing it to James and threw it to Nathaniel, the fourth best guy on the team. I ran to the goal as fast as I could with about thirty seconds left. Nate passed me the ball and I got up in the goalie's personal space and scored with five seconds to spare.

"Ball game" the ref said and we lined up to say 'Good game'. I was first so I started running toward the other team.

"Good game, good game, good game, you suck" I said to Redbird, "Good game, good game, good game, good game, good game"

"Alright team great game and I am really going to miss ya'll, but I accepted a job at Dartmouth and will give each of you a good name"

"Coach, that is awesome" James said.

"You can cross my name off that list, Coach" I said.

"Either way, I'm still going to recommend you to the college and tell Coach Black it was a pleasure coaching with him"

"'Will do Coach" I said and started walking to my car.

"Coach Black is going to torture us" James groaned.

"Some of us like pushing ourselves to the limit" I said and started to drive home.

"Freak" he smiled.

"Look who's talking" I smiled back.

Author's Note

We got the gift of melody and we can say the same for you. Do you ever wonder why, this music get's you high? It takes you on a ride. You feel it when you're body starts to rock, and baby you just can't stop and the music's all you got. This must be. Pop!
Haha, not sure that's exactly how it goes, but oh well :P