Astrid Taylor's dream was to one day play for Arsenal, but that was a long way away. First she had to start her footballing journey which would hopefully lead to that moment. A forward and striker with a strong kick, she might get there fast, but cr...
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The camp ended and everyone headed back home to their clubs for their next matches, sad to be leaving each other but it was only a month until the next camp against South Africa and then Denmark.
Kyra, Courtney and Astrid had returned to training at Hammarby, quickly preparing for their next match in only four days' time. It was going to be one of the quickest turnarounds for a match Astrid had ever had but she was ready to jump back into training and get onto that pitch.
On their second day of training, before they had even begun their warm up, Astrid and Kyra had been approached by the club's social media manager as they were walking through the halls together.
"God morgon tjejer." (Good morning girls) She waved to them as they got closer.
"Hallå." (Hello) Kyra smiled, slowing down her speed to meet her halfway.
"God morgon." Astrid spoke with a bright smile.
"Before you start training today, could we film a quick video with some questions? For the instagram page." The woman spoke with a heavy accent.
"Ja, of course." Astrid nodded, looking over at Kyra who was nodding yes to her as well.
"Perfekt. Come with me please." She gestured back down to where she came from, the two Australians following close behind.
They were led to an empty pitch, not far from where the rest of their team were chatting before they began warming up. Two chairs were placed in front of a camera where the two girls had been led, sitting next to each other in their warm jackets, trying to block out the changing weather and cold breeze.
After being told what they were doing and briefed what to say, they started rolling.
"Hi! I'm Astrid Taylor." Astrid waved to the camera.
"I'm Kyra Cooney-Cross." Kyra waved with a smile.
"And today we're going to..." Astrid looked at Kyra.
"Take a best friend quiz and see how well we know each other." The older girl finished the sentence. The social media manager handed them each some cards and instructed Kyra to go first.
"Okay, easy one. When is my birthday?" They were now facing each other and Kyra could see slight panic forming on Astrid's face. "You better know this." She raised a brow at her.
"I do, I do. Uhhhhh." She lifted her head to the sky, pretending to think even though she knew the answer. "February 15th, 2002." Astrid looked back at the girl who was smiling.
"That's correct. One point to you." Kyra nodded.
"Yay. When's mine?" Astrid's eyes flicked down to the card then back up to Kyra's.
"April 13th, 2004." Kyra spoke confidently.
"Well done." Astrid nodded with a smile.
"Okay, when did I make my Matilda's debut?" Kyra read from the card before looking up.
