"𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊
𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢."
Everything goes dark and then there's a flash of light.
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The team had just scored a point. MG and Kaleb are walking side by side.
"Let's go! All day, baby." Yells Kaleb. "And there's more where that came from."
They walk up to Lizzie, with Josie walking up behind them with an upset look on her face.
"Ooohh, mini Saltzman does not look too happy." Said Marcel with a raised brow.
"Shut up!" Yells Ric.
"Not if she's got anything to say about it." Murmurs MG tilting his head towards and upset Josie.
Josie goes up to Lizzie and takes the small white board that was in her hands.
"What are you doing?" She asks as Josie begins to write on the board.
Still writing, she answers. "I'm calling an audible of my own." She then turns the small white board towards the team. And written in it was "LOSE" in all capital letters.
"Uhh not this again!" Complains Tyler.
"This is getting frustrating." Agrees Matt.
"Enough guys! That is my daughter." States Caroline, raising her voice.
"Yeah? Well your daughter is ruining the whole game." Replies Tyler.
"Seriously?" Asks Lizzie, rolling her eyes.
"I'm dead serious." She answers. "And you should be, too. Dad told us to lose today for a reason."
"Well, he ain't here. So screw that." counters Kaleb, sitting on the bench behind Lizzie.
"Yeah, no one would be here if it weren't for him. My dad built this school for supernaturals like us, so if we win by flaunting all the things that make us different, we're gonna lose a lot more than a stupid game. We'll lose everything. You really don't want dad to stop loving us? Keep it up."
"I would never stop loving them!" Argued Ric.
"Well they don't seem to think so mate." Said Kol pointing at the screen.
"And if you don't..." She holds the board up for Lizzie to take.
Rolling her eyes she takes the board.
"She right, Lizzie. We got to lose the game." Agrees MG.
She turns to him. "I didn't ask for you opinion."
"Or... door number three." Speaks up Penelope from besides the boys on the bench.
Josie turns to her. "Ok, we definitely didn't ask for your opinion. And how on earth do you always do that? It's like she appears out of smoke."
