Lucy's POV:
As the training sessions progress, I see Keira becoming more confident. Her passes are becoming sharper, her movements more confident. It is clear she is starting to find her place in the team, and I cannot help but be proud of her.
As the next match against Tottenham approaches, I see Keira proving herself even more on the training pitch.
As we gather in the meeting room, I can feel the excitement and tension in the air. Gareth Taylor will shortly announce the line-up for the game against Tottenham, and I can feel the nervousness among my teammates.
I am already sitting in my familiar spot, my mind wandering to the strategies we will have to employ during the match. But then I notice Keira, hesitating at the doorway. She seems unsure where to sit, her gaze searching the room.
I make a gesture, an inviting nod that tells her to come and sit next to me. I want her to feel welcome, to know she belongs.
Keira hesitates for a moment, but eventually she sits down next to me. A smile plays around my lips as I give her a reassuring look. It's just a small gesture, but I hope it gives her the confidence she needs.
Keira's POV:
I step into the meeting room, my heart pounding in my throat as tension hangs in the air. It is the moment when our coach, Gareth , will announce the line-up for the game against Tottenham. My stomach turns with nerves as I look for a place to sit down.
My eyes scan the room and I see that there is still a vacant seat next to Lucy. My first instinct is to just sit somewhere else, so as not to seem too intrusive. But then I see Lucy give me a gesture, an inviting nod telling me to come and sit next to her.
A feeling of warmth spreads through my chest as I walk over to her and sit down next to her. It's a small gesture, but it means so much to me. It feels like she accepts me, like I really belong.
As Gareth Taylor starts discussing the line-up, I try to control my nerves. My heart pounds in my throat as I wait for the redeeming moment, the moment when he will call my name.
And then, when he mentions my name in the starting line-up, I feel a wave of emotion go through me. I can't believe it, I've made it! I am so happy that I cannot suppress my smile, my heart full of joy.
Lucy's POV:
And then, when Gareth mentions her name as part of the starting line-up, I feel a wave of joy go through me. I am proud of her, so incredibly proud. But I don't know if I should say the words out loud.
Later, as we leave the meeting room, Keira passes me. I want to tell her how proud I am of her, but instead I whisper it softly. But hopefully, somewhere deep down, she knows I am behind her, that I believe in her skills and determination.
Keira's POV:
Later, as we leave the meeting room and I pass Lucy, I think I hear her say softly, "I'm proud of you." But maybe I heard it wrong, maybe it was just my imagination.
Still, it gives me a sense of warmth inside, a reassurance that maybe I am not as bad after all as I sometimes think. And with that sense of pride in my heart, I step into the dressing room, ready to show my teammates what I am capable of.
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I didn't choose her, my heart did
FanficKeira Walsh is about to enter the Manchester City dressing room for the first time. Little did she know it was going to bring her whole life down.
