Chapter Six

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Mari Taylors' POV

French braids in my short brown hair and glasses over my brown eyes. I flattened out my uniform and slid on my sweats. Right as I smiled for a picture my band snapped in my braces. I've been wearing braces for a year now. I groaned and put another in.

I grabbed my backpack since I don't have a duffel bag yet and went to my old ford truck. At first it didn't start, but then it did.

I got to class and hugged as I sat down. Today's meet was going to be the toughest for me because of the hill. The hill is ten feet tall and has a steep ending. Skyler and Emma always say you get good speed, but not me. More like slows me down. Being a soccer player hills shouldn't be hard, but they are.

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