Although it still pissed Beca off that she wasn't getting to play in the semifinals, she still went to the game to support the other girls. It felt strange sitting in the bleachers watching her own team, she normally only sat here when the boys were playing their game. The brunette was sat between Kat and Ryan. Hailee had pleaded Chloe to let her go to the game and since the redhead didn't want to go, Ryan offered to take their daughter.
"Beca, why aren't you playing?" The 4 year old asked curiously, fidgeting around in her father's lap.
"In the last game I got a red card which meant I got sent off the pitch but it also means I got suspended from this game." Beca explained as she watched the other girls jog out onto the pitch.
Emily and Jennifer were both starting this game and Stacie was wearing the captain's armband of course.
"Daddy, Beca's gonna teach me how to play soccer!" The little girl said excitedly making Beca and Ryan chuckle.
"Is she? Are you gonna be Daddy's little soccer star?" The man asked, tickling his daughter before kissing the top of her head. "Hey, how's Chloe been holding up? I only see her now and again." Ryan turned to the teenager beside him.
"She's alright I guess. She just wants the casts off so she can start physiotherapy." Beca explained, keeping her eyes on the game that had just kicked off.
"Yeah. I'm sure she'll be back walking in no time." The man said with a nod. He knew how determined the woman was, even after having Hailee, she still went to university and got her degree. Although he was of course helping to raise Hailee, he always turned to Chloe to help him out because she seemed to know what she was doing a lot better than he did.
Beca was hoping that Chloe would be able to walk before she went off to LA. If she was gonna have to deal with having a long distance relationship with the redhead, she still wanting to be there when she first started walking again.
The first chance of the game came when Barden was given a free kick just outside the 18 yard box.
"Come on Stacie." Beca muttered to herself as she saw the girl say something to Emily before walking over to the ball.
Jesse stood up from his seat and covered his mouth and nose with his hands, pleading that his girlfriend (yeah, they had that talk, still hadn't told anyone about their relationship though) would score the goal.
Stacie took a few paces back from the ball and turned around to her friends in the bleachers, giving them a thumbs up with a nervous smile. She wanted to show the team and the coach that Beca wasn't the only one who could score from set pieces. She wanted to be the hero of the game, she wanted to be the one who took the team through to the finals. Stacie knew that Beca was the better player all around, the shorter girl had some amazing skill that helped her get past opponents and she could also produce some spectacular goals. The only thing that let Beca down was that she was awful at heading the ball (as you can imagine, she's not the tallest player on the team) and her right foot was almost useless. You could always tell when Beca took a shot or crossed the ball in with her right foot because it would go nowhere near the target. She had her weaknesses but everyone knew she was the best player on the team. Stacie just wanted to show everyone that they don't always need her.
The tall brunette took a deep breath before running up to the ball. Her foot struck the ball, lifting it up over the wall of players and into the top right corner of the net.
"Oh my God!" Beca explained, brushing past her family and friends so she could run down the stairs of the bleachers to the sideline.
Stacie ran up to her friend, throwing her arms around the shorter brunette, lifting her off the ground.
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Age Is Just a Number
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