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The next day, Maire, while in her practice uniform and sitting at her table desk, puts an ice pack on her shoulder, after being told by Coach April to do so.
"Put it right in the middle of your bruise." said Coach April, as she shows Maire where to put it. "Once you are done doing that for a couple of minutes, you can put back your shoulder brace on your shoulder. How do you feel?"
"Good, better than yesterday." said Maire, as she had the ice pack on her shoulder bruised. "It hurts less now."
"I'm glad to hear that." said Coach April, as she smiles at Maire. "However, Coach Jill doesn't want you on the field, until you are 100% uninjured."
"Yeah, and she made that very clear." said Maire, as she looked at Coach April and smirked.
"Yeah, I heard that you tried to sneak away from Kelley, to head to practice." said Coach April, as she also smirked. "But, I also heard that you bumped into Rose and Sam."
"News, travel fast." said Maire, as she chuckled.
"Yeah. Well, I have to go. Coach Jill is going to start practice soon." said Coach April, as she turns to the door. "And, I have an interview with Aaron along with Studio 90, right now based on your recovery. I'll see you later."
Coach April then opened the door, from Maire's room.
"See you later Coach." said Maire, as she waved at Coach April, who leaves and closes the door behind her.
Just then Maire's phone then starts to ring...
Ring, Ring, Ring.
Maire then looks at her phone, and realizes that AJS, One, Three, and Les were face timing her. Maire then answers the phone, as she looks at all four of them on her phone screen. Before Maire could greet them, Three then started to yell, having a worried look at his face.
"MAIRE! OMG! OMG! Thank goodness! Thank goodness you answered!" said Three, as he started sharpshooting his questions and not letting anyone or even Maire talk. "Oh Maire! I-I-I was so worried! Are you okay! Are you hurt! Come on, women, say something, don't just stand there! You're injured are you?! It hurts right! Omg! I was so scared!"
Maire, seeing Three's worried look on his face, decides to say something.
"Uh-" said Maire, as she was cut off by Three again.
"OH MAN, I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT! IT HURTS SO MUCH THAT YOU CAN'T EVEN TALK!" yelled Three, as One rolled his eyes, while AJS and Les stood quiet.
"Three, Three! THREE!" said One, as he yelled at Three. "Omg, Three! How is Five going to tell us how she feels, if you're going to cut her off from her, telling us! Sheesh! Let her talk, man!"
"Whoops. Sorry my bad." said Three, as she turned red and started to feel embarrassed. "So, how are you feeling Maire?"
"Good, thank you for asking." said Maire, as she looked at Three.
"Does it hurt?" said Les, as she questioned Maire.
"A little, but not that much." said Maire
"Well, that's good." said One
"Yeah." said Maire
"Is it still bruised?" said AJS
"Yeah, but not that much." said Maire
"Dude, Maire no lie, I was so worried about you! When I saw what that Netherland player did to you, and how they took you off the field on a plastic stretcher! I called One, right away." said Three, as One nodded.
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FanfictionWhen shy and friendly, 18 year old Maire also known as her nickname "Five" wins a ticket from a cereal box. And not just any ticket, a USWNT special ticket that lets the winner go to their games, train with the team, and even be one of their players...