Jucinara's POV
"Here you go." Emma says as she hands me and Christen the line-up for tonights match then my favorite person and I look at the line-up.
1-Emma Harris(C)
11-Sarah Gorden
4-Jucinara
12-Tierna Davidson
2-Emily Fox
18-Andi Sullivan
6-Morgan Brian
16-Rose Lavelle
23-Christen Press
14-Talia Martin
15-Catarina MacarioAfter we look at the line-up, Christen passes the line-up behind us then we relax for the rest of the drive.
Once at the Maracanã Stadium, the bus parks then everyone gets off and heads to the locker room.
When we get to the locker room everyone puts their stuff down in their respective lockers.
Once my stuff is in my locker, my teammates and I head outside for the pitch inspection.
"Ashy." I say as I look at the Brazilian team.
"Go." Ash says. "It's okay."
"Thanks." I say then I walk over to the Brazilian team.
When I get to the Brazilian team, I jump on my favorite Brazilian players back which causes her to shriek a bit.
"Hi." I say.
"Asshole." My younger sister says then I hop off her back and look at my favorite right back in the world.
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Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image. "Hi Isabel." I say then I hug my sister.
My siblings and I rarely talk in Portuguese with each other unless we're out in public and want to talk between us.
"Hey." My sisters says with a smile.
"Are your teammates talking shit?" I ask as I notice a bunch of the Brazilians giving me death stares.
"Yeah." Isabel says. "But Marta put a stop to it yesterday."
"They're all a bunch of cunts." I say.
"They just don't know what we went through." Isabel says.
All around the country were academies like the one my siblings and I went to, but ours was the only one that was run on abuse.
My siblings and I are the only remaining people that have attended the academy we went to.
The rest were either murdered at the academy, murdered to keep their mouth shut, or passed away via a plethora of causes.
"Still cunts." I say then I hear one of the Brazilian ladies say they need to go. "See you after the game."
My sister nods then we hug again before I return to my national team.
"Who was that Juice?" Sam asks.
"My sister." I say.
"But her name's different." Sonnett says.

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