Football

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5:02 pm - Stadium -
POV Madison Beer;

  -Down, set, hut!

Following my sentence that announced the top start, both Sammy and Jack ran away by starting the course and the technique that they had to apply each. Ready to send them the ball, I threw it as hard as possible on the side of Sammy who was preparing his hands to receive it. The ball went really fast, and it was getting closer to the false blonde who tried to catch it, but once he had it, he released it, probably due to the too violent shock between balloon and his hands.

Sammy, I thought I was not good enough to send enough powerful balloons? You're less clever now, are not you?

-Too bad brother, you could have had that one. Laughed my new friends Jack.

Sammy looked up at me and stared at me, while I looked at him with a proud smile on my lips.

-My pass was too violent Sammy? I am very sorry. I laughed.

I could not help but laugh at my sentence, which made him look up again.

  -There my friend, she got you. Said Nate.

The false blond muttered incomprehensible words in his beard, almost non-existent while bringing the ball back to me, which he threw me and that I caught up.

  -Good launched. I did not expect that.

Always a smirk on my face, I looked him, proud.

  -Never underestimate a Sammy woman, never.

He looked up again and then came out of the field to get a bottle of water.

  -You touched his ego there, I think. Jack laughed.

  -Never mind. He deserved it. Okay, we keep going or ...?

  -Yeah! Let's go! Exclaimed Nate.