Chapter 2

"Don't you want to be considered for state game ??"he demanded.

I shrugged again and I could see that was making him seethe even more. Girls on the field started to stare. They could tell something heavy was going on.

"A shrug, that's your answer miss? "

I held my breath. It's truly scare how quickly things can turn heavy on you. I hadidn't planned on having a big showdowns with the coach today, and all of a sudden , whoosh! Here I was facing a red alarm. Air-raid sirens going off in my head. The coach dropped his voice a bit (which mean he was even more livid).

"If you're not sure you want to be here, then go"He pointed off the field.

This was it. If i walked off the field now, the coach would never have me back into the team.

His pointing finger was shaking. I gulped , then turned and walked off the field. My heart was trumping so hard in my chest I though a few ribs might break. I didn't dare turn around and look at him. I didn't need to. I could feel his stare ,like a laser beam ,boring into my back .

I plunked myself against the wall of the equipment shed,releasing my long chestnut hair from the ponytail. I rubbed my brows and tried not to think about what I'd just done.

"Tropedoed your chances of making the selection,eh??"a voice asked. On the ground beside me,hunched against the wall, was Olivia Scott ,my best friend.She was tall and lean with goofy arms and legs that looked like they didn't belong to an athlete, or at least ,she hadn't learned how to use them yet.

"I know right" I said

"He's been a bit too harsh,"she said ,trying console me."I'd never seen your dad this mad"

I shrugged .Having coach Peter Bloom as your father wasn't easy alright.

"Don't worry about it".I said and she nodded. There was something was nice about having Olivia there. I felt like at least not the whole world was against me.

Both of us heard the shouting from the far side of the ground.It was Dad and a girl name Stefanie Jenkins roaring at each other.

"Hello"whistled Olivia. "Mr. Loud-Mouth striker is chucking metal."

"Mr. Loud-Mouth is dead right,"I mumbled.

Stefanie was the star battle in the team, with decent run scores from last season. But she through it gave her right to act like a total snob every minute of day.She strutted around the field, mouthing off about how fantastic she was, She threw tantrums if any tiny things didn't go her way. I guessed she hated my guts as much as I hated hers. Now I was out of my league for good. I definitely wouldn't miss playing with Stefanie Jenkins.

Way over at the equipment shed , we couldn't catch exactly what Dad and Stefanie were saying, but you didn't have to be a genius to work out it was ugly.

sorry ..This end that end..

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