The Long Lost Sister

Not The End But The Beginning

Jessie's Pov.

A few years later

"And number 14 Jessie Cabello scores the winning goal!!" I hear the announcer scream. The crowd is going insane, as I collapse into tears of joy. I slowly kneel on the ground taking in the moment, drowning out the noise. I then feel myself being picked up by my teammates and thrown into the air and carried across the field to collect our trophy. 

"JESSIE JESSIE JESSIE!" Everyone starts chanting.

"Jessie!" ...

"JESSIE!!" Wait, that sounds like Camila...

"Jessie if you don't get up right now you're going to miss your game!" I slowly open my eyes to see an annoyed looking Camila, instead of a chanting crowd. I groan in disappointment. 

"Jeez, didn't know I was that bad." Camila says rolling her eyes. "Your game starts in an hour though so you might want to get up!" I hear her scream from the hall.

IN AN HOUR? I throw myself out of bed and throw on my home soccer jersey, grab my bag and bolt down the stairs. 

"There she is! Now you better eat a good breakfast because-" Lauren starts.

"I have a scout from Yale coming I know! I don't need more pressure guys!" I mumble grabbing cinnamon toast crunch, milk and a bowl and spoon. 

"Alright grumpy pants!" Normani says patting my head. I shake my head to get her hand off and go to sit down with the rest of the girls. 

"Ya know you're 17 and going of to University soon, I shouldn't have to be your alarm clock. How are you going to wake yourself up for classes when I'm not there?" Camila says. 

"Don't worry about it! And I'll have Ally wake me up." I smirk giving a wink at my beautiful girlfriend. Everyone else makes fake throwing up noises and mumbles 'disgting' and 'gross', while Ally just looks down blushing. 

"Make sure you have all your stuff ready for when mom and dad come and pick you up, alright?" Lauren says.

"Wait, you just called them mom and dad?" Camila says looking up from her phone. I smirk at Lauren and watch the scene unfold. 

"Well yeah, I'm hoping that they will be soon." She says winking at Camila then goes into the other room. 

"Wait! Lauren! What's that supposed to mean?" Camila says getting up. Before she start following Lauren, a large amount of noise starts blaring. In comes a mariachi band with Lauren following behind in some weird ass costume.

The mariachi band is playing god knows what, and Lauren's wearing a poncho and a sombrero with sunglasses. SHe's dancing pretty stupidly as well. Camila's standing in front of them in uttermost confusion and shock, while the rest of us are laughing our heads off at the table. 

Lauren dances her way to the front and the band ends the song with a horrible noise. Lauren gets down on one knee and turns her hat around, and embroidered in the front says 'Will You Marry Me?'. She pulls out a ring, "Karla Camila Cabello, roses are green, violets are native, I'm not very funny but at least I'm creative. Luckily I think I'm a keeper, even though I'm not a chick who likes the dick, but thankfully you aren't either." Everyone's laughing their heads off by now.  "So while I can write songs but not poems whatsoever, will you do me the honour in being my forever?" Everyone awwes, and waits for Camila's response. 

She nods while tears are streaming down her face, she puts out her hand and Lauren slips on the ring. She kisses her hand then pulls her into a bone crushing hug. 

"Goals." Dinah mumbles, causing everyone at the table to laugh. I turn back and see my sister and her fiancé making out. 

"GROSS. Get a room!" I yell shielding my eyes. Everyone laughs and I feel five pairs of arms around me. 

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My hearts pounding as I'm running with the ball towards the net. If I score this my team wins the championship, and if I don't the other team starts with the ball and we'll most likely loose.

I pass the ball to my team mate who's running up beside me, she dribbles the ball a few feet so I can get around all the other players, then passes to me.

20 feet from the net...

15 feet from the net...

10 feet from the net and I kick the ball with all my power, sending it soaring through the air. everything seems to slow down as I watch the ball continue it's path, until it slips through the goalies hands and hits the back of the net.

"And number 14 Jessie Cabello scores the winning goal!!" I hear the announcer scream. The crowd is going insane, as I collapse into tears of joy. I slowly kneel on the ground taking in the moment, drowning out the noise. I then feel myself being picked up by my teammates and thrown into the air and carried across the field to collect our trophy. 

"JESSIE JESSIE JESSIE!" Everyone starts chanting. This is exactly like my dream...

My team gently lowers me to the ground and the referee hands me the trophy. I put my hands up in the air showing the trophy off to the crowd, sending them into another cheering rage. I kiss the cup quickly then hand it off to my team.

They all run off towards our coach, and just as I am about to, I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around and see a man wearing a 'Yale' sweatshirt. Oh my god. 

"Hi, Jessie Cabello?" I nod ,"I'm Gordon James, the girls soccer coach at Yale, and I would like to offer you the opportunity to attend Yale on a full sports scholarship if you play for our soccer team." I nod my head as tears start streaming down my face.

He hands me an envelope with my name neatly printed across the top. I look back up at him, "I hope to see you in a Yale jersey next year!" I shake his hand, and he turns around to leave. I turn around and look at all the faces. I look up at the top row and smile at Dinah, Lauren and Normani who are waving and cheering, I wink and blow a kiss to Ally who is cheering probably the loudest in the stadium. 

Then I look at Camila. She smiling and waving a giant sign around. I squint trying to make out the letters 'THAT'S MY LONG LOST SISTER!!' I laugh and smile at her. I make a heart symbol with my hands and show it to her. 

I then take off running up the bleachers. Then like in the movies, everything slows down once again and the annoying voice leaves these encouraging and inspirational words in my head: 

'I don't know what my next adventures are, but I am so thankful that I have these idiots with me. Normani, Dinah, Lauren (who I now call daddy just to piss her off), my beautiful girlfriend Ally, and Camila, my 'Long Lost Sister.'

        THE END