The Beautiful Game of Soccer

Soccer love?

The girls team won every game and were in 1st place. I was overly happy on my first success and I hoped that there were going to be more of those. After receiving our trophies, our coach told us it was our very last game. I felt my heart dropped as if I've been playing soccer all my life and receiving the news that I became paralyzed. I went home to tell my the good news and she congratulated me but throughout the night I was thinking about how I'm never going to play soccer ever again. Suddenly, I realized that I was in love with soccer or probably was illusive about it but I felt a passion for it. Whenever I saw a rock or any cirlce-like object, I'd kick it. I asked my mom if she can sign me up in any soccer clubs but she insisted even unwilling to buy me a soccer ball.

So eighth grade ended and I looked sadly back at the soccer pictures. As I was exiting the school, I had a last glance at the soccer field. I looked to my way and saw Alfredo walking my way. My heart began to race and he just gave me a hug and whispered to me "I'll miss you."

Surprisingly, I thought to myself "ummm...." and asked him "why?"

He replied "because I've liked you since the day I saw you on that field, dribbling the ball, you looked so beautiful in the blue jersey." I didn't know what to think, all the things were rushing through my mind.

I was left speechless until I stupidly  said "I have to catch the bus." I nervously walked away but I thought why would he miss me if we're going to the same high school. Then during summer, I unexpectedly received a message and it was from him. He wrote "I'm moving to Texas, I'm going to miss you"

My mouth was left open and I replied "I'll miss you too" he replied but I never opened the message.