Only One.

Game Day

Chapter 4 ~ Game Day

It was time. All the boys seemed so chill and calm. Me. I was freaking out. This was the day that could prove if I was a mistake added to this team or their new superstar. Everyone was telling me that I would do amazing because they kinda had too, I mean who would say no you suck. All the Barça fans could hate me or love me which freaked me out the most plus we are playing Real Madrid which meant I had to work my butt off. If I sucked in this game it would be even worse than a regular match. I was knocked out of my horror story thankfully. We all gathered in a circle. Coach said a prayer and we were off. My heart racing faster then ever, it felt as if my heart was going to pop out of my chest. I could already hear the roaring fans yelling there heads off. Shaking I put in my headphones, my type of pump up music wasn't let most peoples. I listened to Ed Sheeran. His music always calmed me and got me in my "zone." We all started dribbling around our half of the field. I heard faint whistles coming from the other team. Annoyed but knowing that there were thousands of people watching, I stayed focus. They didn't stop and then I was pissed off. I stopped and was about to walk and kick there asses to China when Neymar tapped me on the shoulder. "Don't do anything. They are under estimating you. Once you are on that field showing them how amazing you are, their mouths will drop." Still annoyed but calmed down again Neymar turned around yelled over in Portuguese, "Eu sei que eu sou quente!" (I know I am hot!) The whole team laughing including coach was quite a sight. Whispering "thank you." In his ear before walking away for line up. Coach talking his voice dead serious. "OK. Ally you are center midfield, Neymar, your Forward." Kind of disappointed because forward was my strength but again I didn't think he would put me as the striker in my first game. It was our kickoff. Standing at the half line Jese and Bale were raising their eyebrows at me. I gave them a digested weird-ed out look.The whistle blew and we were off. Neymar tapped the ball as towards me. Getting passed the midfielders I passed it back to Neymar. He was right the expression on their faces were priceless. It was close to the end of the first half and Andres had the ball he was coming quick, all of a sudden my feet were running with ball. I had no clue what was going on. They had their own mind and somehow i got passed the defenders. It was time, it was just the goalie and I. The roars of half of the stadium went wild. It took a moment for me to realize what I just did. Adrenaline rushed through my body. Turning I was tackled in a massive amount of hugs. I'm the distance I saw Neymar wink at me as I ran back to the end of our half circle smiling at the ground. The Madrid players face changed from wanting me in their beds to wanting me dead. I wasn't really that scared. Except of Pepe. He's a psycho. The whistle blew. Coach hugged me unexpectedly which scared me a little. "Okay. Neymar you take center know and Ally you are forward." Oh my God, was this actually happening? The ref signaled half time was over. Right now I had to prove that I could handle this to everyone and myself. inside really I was freaking out. It was all syncing in now. My life is going to change forever now.

Commentator 1 - "Who is this new GIRL player and why hasn't anyone heard of her?"

Commentator 2 - "I don't know but she sure is showing everyone up. I don't think anyone expected her to be this good. We all under estimated her."

Commentator 1 - "She is quite amazing."

My mind was all over the place. "Focus dip-shit." I whispered to myself forgetting that there was someone standing an inch away from me. "uh what?" Neymar asked. "Oh I didn't mean it to you sorry I-i-i uh forget it." I replied stuttering. "Are you ok?" he asked curiously. "yeah, just a little out of it." I replied. The whistle blew and I ran towards the left side of the field. The next thing I knew I was on the grassy field. Looking up I saw the snobby players face. everyone was yelling and screaming and all of a sudden everyone was surrounding me as if I just had a heart attack. Why were they all making such a big deal about it? Ya it was foul but nothing to bad. The referee puled out a red card. Then it hit. Im a girl, they didn't think I could handle it. Something came over. "I'M FINE!" I yelled, "and that shouldn't be a red card!" "Uh Al your getting a free kick calm-" Neymar started before I cut him off. "Look I don't need special treatment, I'm just as tough as all of you." I still got the free kick. I scored again but I didn't get that feeling whenever I made a goal. The feeling when you could run a mile. The game ended, us winning 2-1. Still kinda pissed off because of the whole foul thing I walked into the changing rom. I couldn't stay in my jersey because we were all going out to eat afterwards, but I was nervous to change in front of them I mean at least I wouldn't be naked but still. Popping my bright blue beats in after I took my jersey off revealing my tan skin, I turned on Ed Sheeran again. A calm voice and stress didn't mix well again unlike most people. I couldn't find my clothes then there was a tap on my shoulder. Turning around closer then expected was Neymar, also shirtless which made me kind of uncomfortable and more socially awkward than I already was, I saw in the corner of my eye, my black daisy filled shirt. "Look i'm not in the mood for games can I have my shirt now." I said, more like demanding. Now everyone was looking at us. Great, I thought now everyone is going to get the wrong idea. Neymar didn't budge. Annoyed angry and pissed I said, "I'm not going to kiss you again if that's what you want." immediately regretting it afterwards. What the hell was wrong with me. Now everyone was laughing. Snatching my shirt and pushing him away. I got dressed in a moment and left right after getting back on the bus. I was such a bitch. i scored 2 goals in my first game with the team I've been watching sin a kid, and we beat Real Madrid and I'm angry, if anything this should be the best day of my life. I don't even know why I got so mad at the red card, i guess it was because I was sick of people thinking I wasn't good enough. Even in school soccer the boys would never let us play because no one wanted us on their team. The boys started to walk in. Neymar sat next to me. Sighing loud enough for him to hear. "Really after that you still choose to sit next to me?" I said, anyone could hear the annoyance in my voice. Dani started to speak. "careful bud she's feisty!" laughing. Glaring at him he knew to shut up and sat back down. "I'm sorry about the dressing room thing, I was just trying to be funny. It's a joke." he said. "Tip, just don't talk to me when my headphones are on." I said putting my beats back on and turning away I left him in silence.

(Sorry this took so long to get up! Honostly I thought nobody would read this but thanks for the amazing feedback! I wont be able to post from the 14th through the 19th of July because Im going to this camp and they don't have internet! Like WTF? ily you guise though :)