Miss Manager 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝕸𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙

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Over the next few days Valentina began to attend more training,more days outside and what can she say it made her feel alive.

Valentina walked onto the pitch a ball clasped in her fingers throwing it up on the air every once in a while,just for it to land back in her grasp.

Well that was until Mason her 'Bestie' came and swiped his hand over her hand causing the ball to fall and land on the ground.

"Mason!"Valentina shouted "I was just about to finish my record"she pouted her lip showing.

After minuets of Mason having a somewhat lecture she continued to catch the ball.
They arrived on the training ground to be met with the coaches-Chris Powell,assistant coach and Martyn Margetson,goalkeeping coach-

She decided to try something new today so she waddled away from Mason and walked over to Jordan Pickford who was on his way to Martyn

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Valentina stood in the goal her football gloves sticking to her fingers due to the sweat radiating off her body,Rashford kicked the ball trying to trick her by sending it forward she stood sill stopping it with her foot.

She had saved many of the balls flung at her making Martyn very impressed she could have sworn his eyebrows lifted to meet the top of his head or,it's just her dodgy eyesight.

The English football team were shocked they had lost against a person who had never played before if made many of there cheeks blush read and hang there head low,what could be more embarrassing.

It made some of them think negatively how would they even win the 1st match of the euros if they can't score one goal during training?

Some can only hope it goes as it does in there favourite dreams.

Well for Mason Mount that is he is only young at the tender age of,22 but he put his heart and soul in to football and always tried to have a smile while doing it,just to brighten up someone's day.