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Kimora's POV

"Thank you." I say as I take my shopping bag from the worker. "Have a nice day."

"You too." The worker says then I leave the Sainsbury's and head down to the platform the team is waiting for our train.

"Here Mama." I say and hand my favorite Stanford alumni a shopping bag.

"Thanks Bubba." Mama says.

"No problem." I say then Casey comes over and joins the team.

"This one's ours." Casey says then she leads on to the carriage labeled G.

We're taking a train down to London for our game against Chelsea.

Once on the train, Mom, Mama, Jackie, and I sit in one of the sets of four seats that face each other and has a table between us.

"Thanks Bubs." Mom says as she and Mama get their food and drinks out of their bag.

"Anytime." I say.

"What'd you get?" Jackie asks as she leans into me.

Jackie already got her some food so I didn't need to get her anything.

I promise I'm not a bad girlfriend.

"Uh I got a Smoked ham & Cheddar sandwich, a Southern Fried Chicken Wrap, a Gatorade, a cherry coke, and a couple waters.

"Hungry Bubs?" Mom asks.

"I haven't really eaten today." I say.

"How are you doing with the whole captain thing?" Jackie asks.

After we celebrated my captaincy for the national team, I told my family about my inhibitions about being national team captain.

"I'm doing better." I say. "The black and biracial ladies on the national team helped me calm my fears."

The black and biracial ladies on the team helped a lot.

One of the big helping points came from Sarah Gorden.

Sarah told me that nothing's really changed because I'm captain.

I'm still the same player trying to make a name for myself on the field as well as the same person trying to make my deceased parents and current family proud.

The only difference now is that I'll have a piece of fabric around my arm and I get to yell at the ref when they fuck up.

"Good." Jackie says then she kisses my cheek. "You're gonna be a great Captain."

"Aww." Mama teases. "You're blushing."

"Mom." I whine. "Mama's being mean."

Mom playfully rolls her eyes then she kisses Mama's cheek causing her to blush.

"Who's blushing now?" I tease.

"Bubs." Mom warns.

"I know." I mumble. "You'll get the tickle monster"

"You're cute when you blush." Jackie says then she kisses my cheek again.

"Aww." Mom and Mama say.

I playfully huff then I get out my computer and do some work while I eat.

"What are you working on?" Mama asks.

"Making my flight plan for SheBelieves." I say. "Right now I'm doing the crew and passenger manifest."

"Crew and Passenger manifest?" Mom asks then I turn my computer and show the manifest.

Pilot:
Kimora Heath

Co-pilot:
Jackie Groenen

Passangers:
Alex Heath
Tobin Heath
Christen Heath
Charlie Heath
Kyra Heath
Jordyn Huitema
Janine Beckie
Abby Dahlkemper
Sam Mewis
Rose Lavelle

"I'm the co-Pilot?" Jackie questions.

"I assume you'll wanna sit in the cockpit with me." I say then Jackie nods. "So for that reason you're listed as the co-pilot."

"Do you always use Christen Heath and Alex Heath?" Mama asks.

"Aren't those your legal name's?" I question.

"They are."

"And they're the name's on your license and passports?"

"Mhmm." Mama says.

"This is kinda morbid, but it makes it easier for search and rescue to alert family should something happen." I say. "Do you want me to use Press and Morgan?"

"No." Mama says. "Use Heath."

"Alright." I say.

"What's our flight path?" Mom asks.

"Manchester to London where we'll pick up Jordyn then London to whatever the first city of SheBelieves is." I say.

"We should get notified of what those are today or before our game tomorrow." Mom says.

"Well I need that for the flight plan so I'll wait to finish until I know where we're flying." I say then I shut my laptop and put it away.

"I still can't believe you know how to fly a plane." Jackie mumbles as she wraps her arms around me.

"I still can't believe you have an F-16." Mama says as I eat some of my sandwich.

"I can't wait to fly it." I say as I notice Jackie falling asleep.

I internally chuckle then I wrap an arm around my soulmate.

"Sleep tight Princess." I whisper then I kiss my girlfriend's head. "I'll see you when you wake up."

- - - - -

"MARY CLEAR THE FUCKING BALL." I shout as I toss a ball at the keeper in the 89th minute.

We suck.

We're down 2-1 thanks to Amy Turner and Mary Earps.

Amy's too slow and Mary doesn't know how to fucking kick a ball upfield.

"COME ON GIRLS." Someone from the bench yells. "KEEP IT TOGETHER."

"Fuck off." I mumble as Millie takes over the goal kick and boots the ball upfield.

Moments later the ref blows her whistle.

"FUCK." I shout then I start walking towards the locker room.

When I get to the locker room I head to my locker then I hear my phone buzzing up a storm so I check it.

"Of course." I mumble.

"Kimora?" Mom says. "Bubs why are you crying?"

"Because of this." I mumble then I show my Mom my phone.

"CHRISTEN." Mom shouts as I sit in my locker.

Moments later the whole team and the Chelsea ladies run into the locker room.

"What's going on?" Mama asks then Mom show's her my phone. "Oh Bubba."

Mama sits in my lap then I wrap my arms around her and try not to cry.

"What's going on?" Casey asks as Jackie sits in the chair in front of me.

"Kimora is getting racially abused on social media." Mom says then she shows our coach my phone.

"Why me?" I ask. "What'd I ever do?"

"Nothing." Jackie says. "Nobody deserves this."

"Why do people hate me for something I can't control?" I ask as my Mama wipes my tears away. "Why is it always me?"