Don't Let Me Go

Chapter 12

I woke up to the light sound of birds chirping through my opened window. The sun was bright, beating on my face as I brought the blankets over my face and groaned. It seemed early and I didn't really want to get up. I rolled over to my side and looked at the clock on the wall I hung up.

It was the one from my old room. The clock read 7:00 and I knew there was no way I would be able to fall back asleep. Plus John was going to train me for soccer too. It's a practice with the whole team but he's also an assistant.

I turned on my phone and there was one missed text from Trinity.

*You up for shopping today? I'm a bit bored so that's why I feel like going.  Soo, wake your ass up and text me back!*

I replied to her, telling her I couldn't make it and decided to get out of bed.

I tossed the blankets off of me, and jumped out of bed as I quietly made my way downstairs. I roamed around trying to find everything I needed, which wasn't so hard. I started cooking some eggs and toast, it was probably the easiest thing I could cook.

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"Bella this is very good." Kimberlynn said, with a mouthful of food. I laughed and thanked her, as John agreed with her.

"I want to leave a little early Bella. The practice starts just after nine, so it gives me time to go over some stuff with you."

I nodded my head as I grabbed their empty plates to the kitchen. I started to wash them up, until Kimberlynn came in and got in control.

"You've done enough already Bella. You cooked, so now I clean. It'll give you extra time to hurry and go to practice." She smiled, and I thanked her.

I trotted up the stairs and into my room. I didn't bother about a shower this morning since I would be sweating anyways.

I grabbed my adidas jacket, since it was cloudy out this morning, followed by my shorts and soccer gear. I put up my hair in a bun and grabbed my black headband. Today was going to be a long day.

By the time I was done getting ready, John was already waiting at the door. He had his huge bag strapped around his shoulder, as he leaned his torso against the frame of the door. I slipped on my sunglasses and looked up at John, crossing my arms.

"You girls take forever to get ready." I laughed as I shook my head. He held the door open for me and I tossed my bag in the back of his hummer. We both got in, as we made our way to the field.

John turned up the radio, as I leaned my head against the window. I just seen Neymar last night and I already missed him. But, I also couldn't believe what happened between him and Connor last night. I never thought Neymar had the heart to beat the shit out of someone. He's so nice, and kind-hearted, but sometimes I guess he just breaks out of his shell. Everybody does.

"Bella?" John asked, as he lightly shook me. I jolted up, it was almost as if I was sleeping. "You alright?" He asked. I nodded my head.

"Yeah, sorry." He smiled and got out. I looked out the window and we were parked in front of the field. I got out, and grabbed my bag as we made our way to the grass.

We placed our bags down, and John started with some stretches, as I did what he was doing. We did arms, legs, ankles, and our necks.

"Just a quick warm up, nothing fancy just basic practice." I nodded at his words and we got to work.

We started doing the basic skills in soccer. My position is mid-field, so I have to do a lot of running, some defending and fancy skills to get around opponents. John pretended to be another player attacking me, and I pulled the famous move-step overs. John smiled, but kept on coming after me. He hooked his foot in between mine, and removed the ball from my grasp. I groaned, but had a smile spread on my face.