The Girl Who Plays Football { #Wattys2016 }

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"You can't always get what you want
And if you try sometime you find
You get what you need"
-You Can't Always Get What You Want, The Rolling Stones

Bryanna Juliette Archer

"I can't believe it! The nerve of some people! Why did he have to transfer? TO OUR SCHOOL OF ALL PLACES! Can't we ship him back to New York and be like: 'oh, I'm sorry, you sent the spawn of Satan to our school,' AND WHY HIM?!" Bryan snarls as he paces back and forth in my room. He's been ranting for about 30 minutes now and he's not stopping any time soon.

Just my luck.

"Bryan..."

Nope, he doesn't mind me, alright.

"HE EVEN TRIED OUT FOR THE TEAM! MY TEAM! What does that a.sshole want?!"

"Bryan..." I tried again, but no such luck, he once again ignores me.

"AND GIRLS THINK HE'S SO F.UCKING GORGEOUS, WHEN IN REALITY HE'S A M.OTHERFUCKING A.SSHOLE DID I MENTION HE-"

"BRYAN!" I shout as loud as I can and his head snaps towards me and I bang my head on the table. 

"What?" He asks and I rub my forehead, which is now red, due to my undeniable stupidity.

"Please let me sleep," I beg him, and he pouts like a child. "It's 11pm, I want to sleep, please?" I beg him once more and sighs but agrees anyway, he bids me good night and I hug him before he leaves.

Don't get me wrong, I love my brother and all, but sometimes he doesn't know when to stop. I love the fact that he's protecting me, and he cares about me, but come on, he doesn't think of the consequences of his actions. He punched Jackson, IN FRONT of Coach Nielson! He could've gotten suspended!

My cellphone beeps, and I grab it from my night stand and I lazily unlock it.

From: Jackson Mer.dick
Good night, don't let the bed bugs bite, I'm sorry

After reading the text, I sigh to myself and went to sleep.

Why does this have to be so difficult?

*

"You'll never be a good enough athlete."

After apologizing the other day, he torments me with this. How daft is he? The nerve of some people.

"Hey, I'm just wondering, are you planning on having a sex change?" One of his minions shout, and he laughs at himself- what a f.ucking d.ick.

"And I'm just wondering, how can someone be a sexist, an idiot, and an untalented, conceited jerk, all at the same time?" I shout back as I clench my books, fighting the tears that were threatening to fall.

"Let's not forget, your mother works for my father's company and your father begged my dad to not take away the scholarship he gave you, just because you couldn't get a grade above a D when my dad only gives scholarships to those who has grades not lower than B's" I continue, trying my best to keep the bravery rushing through my veins. "Make one wrong move and you're out of this school and out of the scholarship, which could ruin every chance of you going to a prestigious college," and with that I walk away, as the tears stream down my face.

I was never one to use my parents, but I had to. I know it's wrong, but he wouldn't stop tormenting me if I don't.

I open the door to my locker and just as it opens, a bucket topples over and covers me in slime and mud. Everyone was pointing their finger at me as they laugh. I look around and see Jackson maniacally laugh at me. I thought he was sorry.