My P.O.V-Adopted? What the hell?

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My P.O.V

I can’t believe this was happening. Here I was, standing in front of Hayden and getting harassed by him. I wanted to run away as so I did. I ran to the bathroom and cried my eyes out. It was then until I realized school was over and my game started in an hour. I walked to my locker and grabbed my things, heading to the locker room. I changed and went out towards the field. I looked in the stands to see Hayden and Aden, talking and laughing together. My heart squeezed of what happened earlier.

Hayden: I never want to see you again. I have Brittany who’s way prettier and way better in bed than you

He thinks his slut girlfriend is way better than me. She didn’t even make it on the team. I signed as I focused on my goal. We had to win the game to go into the championships and I have to make sure of it. The game started and I was on a roll, moving swiftly though the players. We were tied 4-4, but that didn’t stop the red-head running over me like a bulldozer. I fell on my arm and I thought I heard a crack, as I winced in pain. The whistle blew and the ref threw down a red flag. Seconds away from the game to be in overtime

Red head: oh come on, I barely touched her

My coach and some of my friends ran to me. But I couldn’t help but notice Hayden stand up and Aden running towards me.

Aden: moriah

He helped me sat up as I placed my arm towards my stomach.

Coach: what happen?

M: my arm coach, it hurts really badly?

Then the doctor ran to us, checked my arm.

Doc: it seems to be badly sprained, you should sit out

I gulped as I looked in the stands. Hayden was now texting on his phone, so I put my game face on.

M: no

The coach looked at me weird.

Aden: moriah, you’re hurt

M: no Aden, it’s my job to make sure we’ll go to the finals. We are going to the finals, sprained or not

I got up and everybody cheered

Cleo: that’s a sport

Sandy: wait a go Moriah

I nodded as I had to do a free shot. I looked over the stands and then back to the ball. I slowly breathed in and out as I kicked the ball. It seemed forever to go in, as it made it over the goalies head. My team jumped up and down as they crowded around me, putting me on their shoulders.

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