Complications

Chapter 5 - Go Hard or Go Home

"A football match? Are you serious?!" Rosalie yelled at me as we were walking back to Monika's house.

"We can't play to save our lives and you know that." Monika added.

"And you decided to bet on it!?" Selina said.

"For God's sake, you guys shut up." Angel moaned. "Look, it's one simple game of football that will bring Aria and Mitchell closer together, and when they have their future babies, they will look back and thank us for agreeing to play."

"Oooh good point." Monika said.

"Okay, fine, we're doing this so that Aria doesn't die alone!" Rosalie smiled.

"I am standing right here guys." I said, whilst waving my hand in their faces.

"Come on, you can't deny that you and Mitchell would look so cute together." Selina winked, whilst nudging me.

"Knock it off." I laughed as I nudged her back.

"So, the loser has to take full responsibility for the fire?" Angel asked.

"Yep. It's go hard or go home." I replied.

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"Alicia!! Where are my trainers?!?" I shouted as I ran about my house the next day.

I literally had 5 minutes to get to Monika's house.

"I don't know!" My sister yelled back.

"I swear if you've taken them again I am going to rip you apart.." I muttered under my breath.

Eventually I found them shoved under my bed, so I threw them on, grabbed my phone, and left the house.

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"So what exactly are the rules of this game?" Angel asked as we all settled on top of the hill of the park.

It was 3:30, we figured to come early and hang out for a bit before we played.

"To kick a ball, geez Angel, it ain't that hard." Selina replied.

"Nooo, as in, what counts as a foul? Cuz like, Rosalie and I aren't exactly sure about whether tackling allows you to jump on top of the person's back to screw up their direction." Angel asked.

"No game allows that!!" Monika said defensively. "Yet it doesn't seem to stop you guys when you beat the crap out of me in netball."

"Okay, the ball was for our team, your fault for holding it." Rosalie said.

"All we gotta do is reach the point limit before they do. We good?" I asked.

They all nodded in unison before we went on to argue about when the History homework was due.

30 Minutes Later:

"You guys ready or what!?" A voice yelled from the bottom of the hill.

We all turned around to face Mitchell and his friends.

Behind him stood Zachary, Keegan, Ramon and Abram.

Ramon and Abram had moved here a few months ago from Spain.

"Why are they so freaking tall!?" Monika whispered to me.

"Forfeiting already?" Mitchell smirked.

"Hell no," I began, as I marched confidently down the hill, hoping I wasn't going to slip and look like an idiot. "We're ready if you are."

"Game on." He replied.

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We all positioned ourselves ready to play.