The bright stadium lights shine down on us. 2 minutes left. We're at a dead tie. We can't lose.
We won't lose. I wipe sweat off my forehead with my jersey. Jake looks at from across the field, and crosses me the ball. I take it and run down the field, dodging players here and there. Suddenly my head starts to buzz, me vision goes blurry, my fingers prickle. No, this can't happen to me. Not again. Not now. Please.
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Kiss My Cleats
Teen FictionShe's the first girl to play with the boys. They travel around the country, every team is just like the last, "Why is she here? She's a girl!" She's the first girl to score on the boys. She's the first girl who actually does something besides obsess...
