Chapter 5

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If I were you, I wouldn't mess with me. I kick balls for a sport ☺️
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 I kick balls for a sport ☺️-------------------------------------------------------

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"Okay lads, here we are!" Uncle Leo calls as he stops the car. We've been, talking, singing, all that jazz and just goofing around all the way home.

"How come mom never let us see you, or talk to you for that matter. Your awesome!" I get out of the car and fist bump him.

"That, my friend, is a story for a different time. Thinking of that, I have a lot to tell you." He says, smiling at me.

"Can you play football?" I ask him. He shakes his head. "I can play soccer, but not football."

"Those, are literally the same thing...." I say, confused. "Now that, child is where you are wrong. Football in America is kinda like English Rugby, whereas soccer is English Football. Get it?"

I groan, "why is everything so hard?!Why call something you play with your hands, Football? ITS FOOTBALL FOR GODS' SAKE!" I dramatically fall to my knees and Cody comes and sweeps me off my feet. Literally.

"What happened? Did you scrape your knee? Oh God, don't tell me you twisted your ankle. No, no, no, did you pull a muscle or-" He was cut off by me slapping his face and Uncle Leo laughing so hard.

"What?"

"YOUR SUCH A MORON!" I screech and then jump out of his arms. "I WAS PERFORMING A MONOLOGUE SMART ASS!" And I begin laughing along with Uncle Leo.

After calming down, I explain what was happening. "So you see, I then went on my knees and said, 'Why is everything so hard?'mhm."

Cody's face turns a light shade of red, which is so adorable and makes me laugh even harder, making his face turn a blown out red.

By the end, I think it's safe to say that I had tears leaking from my eyes, my sides and stomach were carrying an immense amount of pain and my jaws ached.

Yes, my brother can be a total douche sometimes.

I squished his cheeks and kissed his forehead and then grabbed my bag and went inside the hous- nope freakin mansion.

Of course. It had to be a freakin mansion. Oh my freakin gosh. This is so cliché.

The last thing we need is an actual girl in my place and bam, there's ya story to read in your Pythagoras Theorem class.

"We are so not living here." I whisper to Cody as he also stands in disbelief next to me. "Oh yes you are. I keep all my promises. So you will. " Uncle Leo says from behind me.

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