The Bad Boy And The Tomboy

Chapter 11: Lead Us To Victory!

Betty's POV:

"Nervous?" Andrew asked me as he tied his laces. Hell yeah! I was so nervous, versing the Kinder Kits was like versing a three Lionel Messi's and Ronaldo's with only me on the other team. Hard? Yep. The team and I were all preparing like crazy human beings, with me breathing repeatedly and using a pop corn bag to control my outburst, my team had like a zero out of fifty chance of winning. We were all in the Locker room at Bentley College, the venue of the 'international' match. Bentley College was a college that the Kinder Kits all went to, it had red lockers, with white spotless floors. The college had four fields and all of them included artificial grass and spotless goal posts.

"Yeah. Fuck, I'm so nervous you know. I mean, look at me!" I had to ramble on, controlling my breathing, I was captain, wasn't I supposed to lead the team?

"Hey, cap'in, I'll lead the team." Nike offered as I nodded repeatedly, dropping the pop corn bag on the top locker. I stood on the platform, were the lockers were near. "Guys," I breathed and nodded at Nike, signalling that I could do it. I wasn't a freaking wimp. "We can do this! You know we play like... Lionel Messi and Ronaldo put together, you know we play like the best!" They all murmured quiet yes's, i continued, "This is the strategy, okay guys?" Ignoring their shakes of heads i continued, "Andrew can you play defence? Ok. You stay opposite Marcus, who is playing defence too, at all times. Understood?" Andrew nodded, grinning at me, knowing that I was going into my captain mode. "Ronnie, you always stay behind me. You play midfield. The rest of you know your positions right?" They all yelled 'yes' as we heard the a boy yell at us to come out. The team started to walk through the red double doors as I whistled with my two fingers. I jumped down, my feet hitting the ground, whilst doing my laces I began to tell them some extra information.

"Whenever the other team gets on our side, block. Whenever they try to kick, tackle. Whenever someone from our team is about to score, defend them. Whenever..." I continued, they all nodded as we made our way through the double doors. Followed by minimal boo's and a majority of cheer's we waved at the cheerers and swore at the boo's. Suddenly my rapid breathing took a leap out and i began to feel confident.

The field was taken over with a full red colour that mixed with the green that was glued to the floor. Signs like Samsung, Vodafone and others were on the gates of the pitch. Two gold goal posts were attached to the green grass, one on the left of my team and the other on the right, the audience were shouting from their red seats that lay behind the football gate, the light's from the top shone as I looked up at the dark blue sky. Night. We were still walking through the passageway that segregated us from the audience and the other team, no turning back now.

Several people in the audience had blue banners that had written on 'Baldwin Bulls' or blue anything, other people had red supporting things. I had a feeling we were going to win. "Good Morning everyone!" The introducer from the microphone yelled at the audience just as my team and I took our positions.

"Hope you human beings have come to see the KK's and the BB's match, if not...then get the hell out. I see we have the Baldwin Bulls already prepared, who is going to win the match today, huh?" I looked up to see a red screen that showed my face looking straight ahead, I smiled and waved as hundreds of people awed at my facial expression, turning my face back into position I kept my face neutral.

We were going to win.

I just knew it.

Kai's POV:

I sat in the audience, looking at the big screen as I saw Betty's sweaty face in the screen. She smiled then turned back into her position. This was going to be interesting, I could tell. I and Harry were stuck in between Father and Mother, me wishing I could go to the hot cheerleaders up the front. I was wearing a blue cap with a white t-shirt that had 'Baldwin Bulls' written on it and a blue jumper with black jeans and black and white Airmaxes. Looking like this I was kind of glad I didn't decide to go up to the half naked cheerleaders, Harry looked similar to me.

"So the Kinder Katties are here?" I heard a snigger in the microphone as the whole audience laughed at the voice, it was the introducer. "They are utter cheaters, Baldwin is going to win. At least they aren't Bald this time!" I heard a bark of laughter as the big screen focused on a young male frown, he was wearing the Kinder Kit's uniform, with a number one on the back of his uniform and was just opposite Betty's taking starter position in the circle.

Confused, i wonder if the introducer knew the microphone was on, or was it just to make the teams lose their confidence?

Betty's POV:

"The game is starting in... FIVE...FOUR...THREE...TWO...ONE..." The game whistle blew, which meant the game had started. A number one kicked the ball to a number three as i came to tackle the number three. I dribbled the ball to Jordan and Jordan passed the ball to Marcus, Marcus was near the scoring goal for us. He caught the ball and kicked the ball with heavy strength into the goal. He wasn't supposed to be up this end, I rolled my eyes at his despicable behaviour and went into starting position. The goalie hit his fists onto the ground as he realised he had missed it.

Good.

The goalie kicked the ball to a guy that Mike was marking, Mike tackled the guy and rushed over, attempting to kick the ball to me but missed, number one had caught it. "Tall guy has the ball now, who is winning here?" Frowning I rushed over to the guy, Ronnie following behind. He wasn't supposed to be tagging me like a goat following Mary.

"Ronnie! Get the fucking ball!" I shouted at him as he flinched and rushed over to get the ball. What was happening today, I tried to tackle the guy but he just protected the ball, then, near the goal he kicked it. Nike saved the ball, cheering, Nike passed the ball to me.

We were going to win.

We were in the last round, Ronnie passed the ball to me as I caught it but was suddenly kicked to the ground by number one. I hit the ground, head first, as the ball rolled away from me. The director held up a yellow card as the guy held out a hand, taking it, I had a chance to take a penalty shot. "OOOh! A penalty shot from the famous Betty Mason! She stand up..." The introducer continues his words. Taking the ball in my soft hands I think of doing a real massive shot, one that I watched in she's the man. Walking near the goal I placed my foot on it. The goalie stared at me, sizing my body. I squinted my eyes, focusing on the goal. "Betty! Kick already! Lead us to victory!" Andrew called to me, signalling to the time.

The score was already 2-1, us loosing, if I scored now...

Kicking the ball to Andrew who stood on my right, he head butted the ball, knowing the tactic. Jumping to catch the ball I kicked the ball into the air, my hair flipping with the wind. "...And she kicks!" I watch the ball as it makes it's way towards the goal.

The goalie catches it.

The whistle blows, signalling that the game is over. I look over my shoulder as I hear the massive boo's that echo across the field. Several of the KK's come to hug or shake the goalies hand as my team and I make our way across the pitch, realising we lost.

I just lost right?