The Final Season

Chapter 7

Chapter Seven

Today was the big day. Davis probably had this game marked down on his calendar. I was excited but also a bit nervous for today. If we won, it would be great, it would send the message that yes we can beat you, and that is what will happen if we make it to the finals, when we make it to the finals. Of course it wasn't like the Warriors were some unbeatable team, we had beat them before, but it seemed that every year when it came down to the big game, we would panic, we would get down by a goal, girls would start giving up, and then we lose. Every year.

I was sick of seeing the smug smiles of some of their faces if I ran into them somehow considering they were only a town away from us. Especially Carly, Carly, what I would do if the referees just turned their backs for one second and gave me some time with her. I would cause some serious damage. Nobody on that team pissed me off more than she did. That smug look she gave me as she won the coin toss each time, or the comments she made as she would run by me on the field. Not to forget that sacastic smile she gave me as we were forced to shake hands after the game. I was the bigger person though, I didn't let her get to me. I didn't let her get the satisfaction of knowing how much she made my skin crawl.

Beating the Warriors was one thing, but beating Carly was a whole other goal of mine. I think the rest of her team and mine knew the unspoken hate that rested between the two of us. The competition to beat each other. I'm pretty sure Davis knew as well because he never let me defend her! He said it would only cause trouble, I rolled my eyes at the thought. She's my mark today I don't care.

My dad walked into my room just as I was finishing packing my bag. I needed to be in the school's parking lot for the bus in a hour and half since it was an away game, but I liked to be ready earlier so I wouldn't have to go rush. I set my finished bag on the ground near my bed before I worked on putting my hair into a braid. 

"Hey dad." I said as I held the hair tie between my lips and stared at my mirror while focusing on my braid.

"Hey honey, game today?" 

"Yup, are you guys going to come?" I asked already knowing the answer.

"I wish we could honey but we told your aunt and uncle that we'd help them with their unpacking today, remember the new house they bought? We're going to take Max with us, but next time kiddo." Right, next time.

"Sure, can you hand me my prewrap? I said pretending to be unfazed at their lack of interest in any of my games. They were always pretty busy, but even if they weren't I doubt that they would come. They of course didn't know it bothered me when they didn't show up and I wasn't going to be selfish and force them to go when they didn't want to. So I pretended like I could careless. I pretended that I didn't lose some of my joy after scoring a goal and remembering that they were probably at a business dinner.

"Oh and honey, your mother is going to need your car because she needs to head off to work right after we are finished at your aunts and her car is in the shop. 

"Can't you drive her to work?" I asked annoyed.

"I still have to help Mark with the house when she has to leave so I can't. Look you can drive yourself to the game and then I will walk over to the school later and pick the car up from the lot," He said.