Ones Not Enough

Chapter 1

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“That’s it Ladies and Gentlemen what a great game, the New York Buffalo’s 72 and the San Francesco scorpion’s 96.”

The crowds cheering could be heard from the locker room.

“Rachael! Rachael! Rachael!”

Fans were standing on their feet with their hands in the air, wearing that signature red and gold. The Scorpions had continued their run of a 14 to 2 winning streak. You could feel the rush of excitement in all the fans as they were leaving the arena. Their prayers had been answered when the free agent decided to come share her talents in San Francesco. If they only knew she couldn’t stand to be there another game, she would be the most hated person in the whole state of California.

Walking under the stadium, into the red and gold themed locker rooms I was stopped by an espn member to take an interview. 

“Rachael can you say a few words?

“Always for you Rick”

“Rachael, how does it feel to finally be able to call a team home again; are you fitting in with the players?”

“Rick with any large group of women there is going to be drama but all in all these women have become friends; and regarding to being in San Francesco it really feels good to know that I can suit up again and be in one place for a while.”

I shook his hand then continued my way to the locker rooms. I’d have to watch the tape of that just to make sure my lies looked believable. Through the interview my fake smile was shining in his camera brighter then ever. I’m really starting to hate this league more and more but I couldn’t express it.

“Rach, girl you owned that game, it was like you were everywhere and coming out of nowhere.”

“Thanks.”

We won but who could not be happy over a win like that?  Playing only the first half of a game isn’t fun for me. I worked my ass off during break season trying to get better and it seems that most of the other players sat around, and watched TV.  Unless your MJ you should not be able to score so much in one half where you are to be benched the rest of the game; yet and still not even MJ was benched, his coach was smart enough to keep him in the game.

Silently I took a shower and changed into a pair of black skinny jean capris, a turquoise silk off the shoulder shirt, white keds, and a black coach bag. Not wanting to stay around and celebrate with the rest of the team I walked out into the garage that held our cars and texted my agent on the way.

Meet me at my house ASAP!

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Pulling my Kia Soul into my drive way I spotted the purple Camaro parked in the guest spot. I pressed the button opening the garage that held my more expensive cars; I just loved to drive the Soul though, it was my favorite. Hopping out I walked through glass door where my pit-bull puppy I received as a welcoming present greeted me along with my manager/ agent Kyle, one of the best in the business.

“Kyle did you see that game tonight?!”

“Yeah you were on fire. Practicing with the Men’s League really made you better.”

“I know it’s like they made me too good. Playing with other women isn’t even a challenge for me! I need a challenge I need to have a penis!”

Cough cough!

“You need a what?”

“I need a dick so I can be able to play with the boys!”

“I’ll book you for surgery next week if you want.”

I smacked him on the shoulder; he is always playing games at times of urgency.

“Be serious Kyle! I need something to motivate me, there’s nothing in this league for me anymore. You need to find me some motivation fast or you’re fired.”

“Rachael there is no way you can play in a Men’s league; if you haven’t notice you’re a girl! What do you want me to do, dress you up like a man to get you in?!”

By this time Kyle was screaming at me. He always raises his voice when I threaten his job; I think it gives him the drive to figure out or dilemma.

“See Kyle, I like the way you think. Call a stylist team in next and get on the phone to teams promoting your new rookie client. We have work to do….”

If you did not read the top her it is again!! J

Heyy!!! I’m so proud of how many reads I got just from posting the description!! I’m excited about this story and I can’t wait to get your feedback on the first chapter.

PLEASE DON’T BE SHY!!!

 Comment how you feel about it so far and any error I made so they can be corrected. I’ll take anything I can get!

PS. I love reading on here so if any of you have any good stories ill check them out for you! Keep in mind that I am still a student and cant reply back as fast and I’m being an over achiever right now taking classes to be a certified nurse’s assistant on top of High School! So I’m swamped but I’ll take the time to give you feed back if you give me some in return!

 

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