You sighed, haven't been satisfied with your outfit choice since the nice waitress, --who's name was Jorden-- , had told you to wear canary yellow, yet you didn't own any canary yellow. You had to wing it, ending up looking really cute yet really tacky.
You wore a Canary Yellowish short sleeve shirt, you had blue work out shorts, Canary yellow socks, pink white and teal adidas soccer shoes (forgot what their called lol), your favorite soccer ball, your black goalie gloves, and your white-ish hair was (down, swept to the side/down, braided to the back).
You huffed, tapping your foot as you waited for all the lovely people of the other team to show, and Pop to finally arrive with his 'surprise'.
"Hey! (Y/N)!" Jorden's voice called, making you spin around, seeing the pretty brown haired waitress run towards you.
"Howdy, Jorden!" You smiled, going in for a hug, then feeling the engulf of a powerful female. "Shit, watch the stomach!" You wheezed, making her let go.
"Sorry, doll. Hey, what's that going down your arms and legs?" She asked, then your eyes widened, realizing you didn't cover your markings.
(Left side)
This was one of the largest marks in your body that you could think of. It was your second favorite too. This marking symbolizes strength. Strength was always a handy thing like lifting. Your little paranoid sister, Lili had the marking too, making you always happy.
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