Harper Van Reed was the up and coming star for many. She was projected to be great, of course until she tore her ACL at Manchester City, in her very first season, before it even began... Now Harper is fully cleared and is determined to not only lift...
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I can't help but to keep rereading the post from my teams Instagram. Something about it is just so.. surreal. Just a year ago I thought my career was, well gone for good and now I'm sat in a car on my way to the training grounds. It's crazy to think about honestly. The way the fans almost disregarded me throughout the season yet before my injury I was the 'talk of the town'.. funny I guess.
I look out the window to see us arriving at the facilities, and honestly I'm feeling a lot more nerves then I should. I do know these girls well as some of them even helped me out when I was injured. Yet a part of me is scared of the fact I might underperform. I haven't played soccer in a little over a year. Yeah, I've kicked a ball but that's like totally different. Whatever comes my way though I will not let it take me out again, this will be my year.
The car comes to a halt in front of the doors. I thank the driver and hop out to grab my bag from the back. As I approach the doors I feel a LOT of different emotions. I'm the happiest I've ever been but also the most nervous I think I've ever been. I can't help but think back on what it took for me to get here. Even before my injury it was so hard to make it to the WSL, yet I'm stood here apart of one of the best teams in Europe. I'm broken out my thoughts by a voice I know so very well..
"Well, you going to stand there staring at the door all day or open it Harps?" Alanna says walking up behind me and nudging my shoulder a bit, "If I didn't know any better I'd assume you're trying to use telekinesis right now." She says to me chuckling.
"Alright, Alright, that's enough-" I grab the door handle swinging it open, waiting for Alanna to enter before me. As she heads in I take one more glance behind me before following.
Here goes nothing.
++AUTHORS NOTE++
I'm going to skip a bit past this to when they play Arsenal and the important things happen so I can keep you HOUNDS happy; that'll be the start of the storyline.
