I'm just a kid. - Y/n Williamson.

Thought you were different.

I'd like to thank the person who added my book to a reading list titled: ❌️❌️. It must be that good they want to keep it for themselves.

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Y/n's pov.

I've got a good routine going here. I wake up around half eleven, eat a Rice Krispy square because I'm shit at eating breakfast. Do the bare minimum of school work. Then I eat lunch with everyone whilst Leah tries to get me to eat fruit even though she knows I haven't eaten it since I was four.

They go back to training, and I watch a film before Sam calls me when she gets back from school and helps me with the rest of my school work.

After that, Sam has to go to work, and I mope around whilst waiting for the girls to finish training. When they finish training, they come down to the chill room, and I beat Millie at Pool five times.

Once we eat dinner, we go back into the chill room and watch a film. I always end up nodding during it. Might be due to the fact I don't go to sleep until like five, but oh well.

Quite a good routine if I do say so myself. Obviously, my day never goes that smoothly, but that's the foundations of it all.

Right now, everyone is in training. They are playing the USA in a friendly tomorrow. I'm dead excited, but that might be because I get to scare Emily, I'm not sure.

My phone starts ringing, and Sam's name pops up on it.

'Hey, how was school?' I ask, picking up her face time.

'It was alright, we had double science, so I was happy.' She replies.

I never thought I'd hear that sentence come out of anyone's mouth.

'Nerd.' I cough out.

'Hey, just because I like science doesn't make me a nerd. You know, like everything about both world wars, you're the nerd here.' She defends.

'Who's the one who helps me with my school work every day because she enjoys it?' I sass, it's true, she offered because she wanted to do more science, apparently. I'm not buying it.

'I help you because I'm a nice person.' She smiles. Yeah, right, teases me more than Beth does.

'You just called me a nerd. How are you nice?' I frown.

'You called me a nerd first.' She holds her hands up.

'Well you are, how that my fault?' I deadpan.

'Y/n, stop being mean to Sam, Hey Sam.' Leah scolds me before coming into frame and waving at Sam.

'Hello Leah.' Sam waves back.

'Why are you even here? I thought you were training?' I question my sister.

'It ended a bit earlier, so we can rest before tomorrow. Playing the USA is never easy.' She tells me.

'Why? They're just Americans. Can't even speak proper English. If they want to change our language, why don't they make their own.' Sam snorts as Leah wacks me round the back of my head.

'What's how they talk got to do with football?' Sam asks through laughs.

'Nothing Sam, y/n is just playing stupid.' Leah tells her.

'Rude.' I roll my eyes ate her.

'Anyway, are you coming down? I think Millie is setting up a pool tournament to see if you're good or if she's just terrible.' She asks.

'Yeah, go one, then.' I'm gonna fucking beat everyone in this tournament man.

'Oi, what about your science.' Well, Sam's just fucked all that up.