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"Got it!" I yell, taking a few small steps back to hit the ball, but end up tripping over my feet causing me to fall.
"Good job Kyra" Zach teased while offering a hand to help me up.
I shot him a playful glare and took his hand.
"get the ball chickadee"
"you're not my dad!" I said in the highest little girl voice I could.
Zach simply rolled his eyes and shooed me away like i'm a pest. I ran across the field to where the ball stopped on the outside of the school's track.
A couple of people were running on the track, trying to get as much exercise in before couch Benny could lecture them for not working out over the summer. Many people were here today practicing a sport by our couches orders to do so.
As I reached down the grab the volleyball, the soccer ball came rolling near me. I could hear the faint steps of people running towards me, so I didn't bother kicking it to where the big group of soccer kids are. I picked up the ball and waited for the person to come grab it.
The person snatched the ball out of hands while I was looking at my team, who seemed annoyed that I wasn't moving faster. I quickly glanced up at the person to make a smartass comment about snatching, but the person left me tongue tied.
"Hey babe, did you miss me?" He said with a slight smirk holding the soccer ball on his hip.
"Why are you back? Last I heard you moved to England for a better chance for a soccer scholarship." I say as I cross my arms over my chest with a slight glare.
"Wow, you missed me so much that you keep yourself up to date on what I do? Babe that's sooo cute!" He said, reaching his free hand to touch my face, I quickly stuck mine out to keep his hand from moving any closer.
"Don't touch me Hood. Just make sure you stay out of my way and I'll stay out of yours." I went to pick up the volleyball, but he quickly moved the ball between his feet to where I couldn't get it.
"No, listen to me Smith. I'm not taking orders from you. I will do what I want, when I want, and how I want. Just prepare yourself for one hell of a year babe." He kicked the ball up, caught it and shoved it in my arms before running off with his friends.
I stood there for a moment before running back to my team and handing the ball over to someone else to hit.
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So yeah.. It's been awhile. I'm sorry. I had all intentions to update this book constantly, but it's hard to balance school where I have AP and honors classes with volunteering for AVID and doing other things.
But yeah.. Hopefully I can get this book started again. I just don't know what i'm doing like writing wise. Some parts are present tense and others are past tense idk
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Footie ➼ c. hood a.u
Fanfiction"Remember when you hit me with that soccer ball? I still have the scar. thanks bud." In which a guy comes face to face with his childhood enemy that he purposely hit with a soccer ball in gym.
