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Josie's POV

All that I can hear is the pounding of my head accompanied with the blood rushing throughout my body as I ignore the commands of coach. We are in the last quarter of the game, the score is two - two. Coach is advising me to just guard our goalie but I go against his orders and approach midfield taking position just before the whistle sounds.

Everything is moving in a fast motion as I take off in the direction that the person with the ball is going. I use the footwork technique coach went over last practice and steal the ball. I can hear the faint cursing of coach and know that once my foot hits the sidelines I am in for it. I am approaching the defense goalie when I am approached by two opposing teammates.

Brea manages to block their path as I aim my foot before striking the ball. The ball shoots past the goalie and the bleachers erupt with triumph.

Everyone rushes into a pile on the field and we all jump and hug one another taking yet another win for the team.

"Bitch we killed it tonight!" Brea shouts as we hug each other shortly as the heat and sweat takes over.

I look over to where coach is standing to see him talking to the other teams coach, he makes eye contact shortly after and then motions me over.

I walk over slowly high-fiving the people I pass in the process.

His face is stern showing little amusement and his clipboard rests by his side with his had sat on his hip.

"What the fuck do you think you were doing out there Easton?!" He shouts pulling me over to a spot under the bleachers away from students and staff.

"We won didn't we? If I would have listened to your commands we would have lost." I say truthfully and his expression shows he is becoming more frustrated with my attitude.

"That was a call for me to make not you." He says shaking his head. "If you pull that bullshit at the FFPA I will pull you from forward and your ass can stay stuck in defense." Coach explains and I nod my head in response before beginning to walk away.

"One last thing... good job Easton." He says and I walk away with a satisfied smile on my face.

I grab a water from one of the tables set up by the field before I begin to make my way to the locker rooms.

"Well here comes miss Alex Morgan herself." I hear Calum say as I take a swig from my bottle. I laugh before going to hug him.

"Um I don't like hugging sweaty girls." He says scrunching up his nose.

"I'll remember that when we go on our little date Hood." I say turning to leave before he grabs me by my hips and pulls me in for a hug. His lips meet mine as he leaves a short and sweet peck.

"Be ready by ten, hopefully we can win fast so I can go home and get ready." Calum says as I pull away a little.

"Well good luck babe." I say kissing him quickly before saying goodbye.

He turns around and just before he is out of arms reach I smack his bum.

"Go get'em tiger." I say through a fit of laughter. "Aren't I suppose to be the one who does that?" He says raising his eye brows.

"Maybe you'll get lucky enough to have the privilege tonight." I say jokingly and leave him with a cheeky smirk.

After I get done showering I throw on a over sized striped black and white t-shirt along with some black skinny jeans. I blow dry my hair like usual and do my regular makeup routine.

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