The Other Team

Jane Hopper

"Come on maggots! You need to be tip top shape if you're going against Marnoch!" He yelled at us while clapping his hands as if to motivate us, first he had us stretching (of course) then running, pushups, tackling, catching, and throwing. He made us repeat this, but then he finally let us go home. I was walking with my team we all lived in the same neighbor hood so it was easy to walk home with them. Then we see them. The other team we were going to be fighting next Saturday. And of course the one I hate the most

Jane hopper

She walks over with that stupid smug smile of hers. "Well, well, well what do we have here" She said with her cronies behind her. She was also the quarter back of her team "What the hell do you want" I question her. She steps forward "Nothin' just wanted to see your face before its has a permeant scowl from losing so bad" Jane barks. "Yeah? What makes you think your sorry ass is gonna win, huh" Jane ignores the question, I'm guessing she doesn't have a response. She just steps forward to were she was inches in front of face "Just watch out mayfield" she uses for hands to push my chest I fall back a little, about to push her back Clarissa stops me with her hand on my shoulder "Max, calm down, we don't want fight with the other team a week before the game, have some self-control" Clarissa interjects. "This shit ain't over, hopper" I threatened, el chuckles as I fall back. "Yeah, run mayfield! Like you always do!" Jane yelled to my back, as I walked away.