We finally pull up to the park. The first thing you see is that big welcoming swing set for little kids to play on and behind that is the rest of a newly built playground. Mom gets out of the car before me. I feel to upset to get up, or nervous. I'm nervous. I'm nervous about what I'm going to find out.
Moms POV
I look at her through the windshield. I know she's upset, this isn't easy. Her and her team had an incredible bond. They did basically everything together. Hell, they had a team sleepover every Friday! And when they played, you could tell they had a bond. A bond that was so hard to find. A bond that could last forever. But sadly, the bond has been broken. There is no more bond.
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The Last Game
Teen Fiction14 year old Cely can't wait to get her cleats on so she can get to tryouts for the A team for her age group. She couldn't resist tryouts and she was in desperate need of a team, after her coach quit. But when society and the hard luck of an average...
