Olivia, your average fourteen-year-old is the younger sister of Leah Williamson, she's a girl with her own dreams and goals, but she's also got a bad temper and often finds herself in trouble a lot.
One mistake too many and finds herself now living...
"Big game today! How you feeling about it?" Jordan questions, sensing the teenagers impending nerves for her first game as an academy player today.
Olivia shrugs her shoulders and continues to stir the spoon around the bowl, "I'm nervous."
"You don't need to be nervous, kid. You're gonna smash it!" Jordan does her best to reassure the teenage girl.
The blonde teen can't help but scoff, "Easy enough for you to say-- I might not even get to play either, I'll probably be stuck on the bench for the whole game!" She insists.
"Have a little faith in yourself, kid. You're a phenomenal player!" Jordan still tries to insist, patting the girl on the shoulder.
"Yeah, whatever," Olivia feels a little less reluctant to agree with the women, "Don't you have a game yourself today, Jord?" She wonders.
"No, and there's no chance I'm missing your first game in the famous red and white shirt either!"
"Shes' right there, kidda!" Leah chips in as she walks into the kitchen to overhear the conversation between the two before she ruffles her sisters hair.
"Le, get off!" Olivia grumbles in annoyance.
The blonde laughs in amusement, "Right come on then, we'd better go or we'll be late!" She gestures in the direction of the front door, "Ready to go?"
"I call shot gun!" Olivia perks up, jumping up from her seat and abandoning her bowl of cereal at the table.
"Oi, missus, get back here!" Leah shouts after her sister, shaking her head, "Teenagers really are something else sometimes." She mutters before disregarding the bowl herself.
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"Alright, we're here," Leah announces, pulling her BMW into the car park in one of the empty spots, "Ready to go and show off them skills?" She questions, glancing into the rear-view mirror to see the teenager looking the complete opposite of how she was less than 10 minutes ago.
One minute she's rambling complete nonsense, chatting away about anything and everything and finding it hard to sit in her seat and the next she's shy, quiet and reserved - a complete 360 of emotions, per say.
"You okay kid?" Jordan questions, turning round and spotting Olivia's nerves.
"Mhm," Olivia murmurs, just quiet enough to be heard.
Leah smiles at her little sister sympathetically, "You know, at some point, your gonna have to get out of the car, right?" She jokes.
"I... I don't want too," Olivia admits, barely looking at her sister but instead down at her hands on her lap.
"You don't want too?" The blonde questions, furrowing her eyebrows, "What, you want to stay inside the car instead?" She teases, trying to make light of the situation.
The teenager nods in a slow motion, "Uh huh."
Leah and Jordan share a look between the two of them, even further concerned about this newfound nervousness that the teenager seems to have now.
