This chapters song: Big city dreams
By: Never shout never
*2011*
"And your name is?" the interviewer asked
"Um, Jess- I mean Jessica" I stuttered. God I hate that name. Only my mother calls me that.
The interviewer seemed annoyed. She looked up from her clip board and pushed her glasses up. Her hair was what really intimidated me. Slicked back into a high bun with no imperfections anywhere. I knew this interview would be difficult. Well that's what I told myself. It's not every day you go to Australia being offered to play on a professional soccer... well football league.
"Last name Jessica" her monotone voice sent shivers down my back. i have never liked someone with no personality. Even when i was younger I absolutely hated going to tap class because miss. Hags had no emotion,
Yes I danced. For quite some time actually. And I play the guitar and piano. But that wasn't my choice; it was my debutant mother's choice. Sure I enjoyed dance and music, but I much rather be on the field or a skateboard or even just playing video games with my brothers, my mom blamed my dad for that but I really just loved disobeying my mother. Like right now, she has no fucking clue im in Australia. Well she might now.
"Casper" I said. She wrote something down on paper.
"Allergies?"
"Mushrooms, and some shampoo" I smirked. She didn't move a single muscle in her body. She just wrote on her little clip board and let a little bit more air out of her nose. I leaned back in my chair.
She continued to ask me personal questions needed for my coach and trainers to know. I thought of calling my mom afterwards but I couldn't. She would just raise hell back home and that's the last thing anyone needs. I love my mother but she's trying to mold me into something im not.
~Jess continued living in Australia with her team. She is an amazing defender for the team, but something didn't feel right, something was missing in her life. Yes she eventually told her parents and they put up a fight but eventually realized it was okay. After a year Jess had led her team to winning multiple tournaments against the best teams in the world, Australia had never been so high up in the charts. Being only 17 she was the youngest woman to ever captain a team in the world cup. After winning The World cup In 2012 Jess made millions. She made her dad proud but still she couldn't figure out what she was missing. She followed her dream. But did she have another? ~
*One week after winning the World Cup 2012*
I just landed in Australia after visiting my family in South Carolina. My friend and team mate Alison came to pick me up. I saw her standing and waiting for me at the baggage claim. Being the blonde idiot that she is she was facing the wrong way and she had no idea where I was. I ran up behind her and hopped on her back
"What the hell!?" Alison almost yelled. She dropped me on the floor almost making me fall, Alison turned around and laughed.
"I should have known it was you, come here loser." She brought me into a hug; I laughed and hugged her back.
"How's my favorite keeper" I asked coming out of her embrace. Alison and I were more like sisters than team mates. I was the youngest on the team but she was only a year older than me,18, we were the baby's on the team and we had lived together for almost a year now. Even though, I was slightly more responsible that her, were the same, the same humor, the same style, we are both the same size in everything. Were both tall standing at 5"9. Hell we even have the same bra size. The only difference between me and Alison is that she is blonde and Australian.
