The World (Sequel to International)

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Mariana's POV:

I got the ball up to Ana and watched. Mapi slide and tackled her. It was a tough tackle and Ana didn't get up. I heard her scream. 

"HEY!" I ran over. "Ref!" I bent down to Ana. 

I heard the whistle and the trainers were on the field. Mapi just stared at her and walked away. "The hell is your problem!" I yelled at her.

"I'm a defender. It's my job."

"Yeah to defend. Not break legs." I felt Tatiana grab me to pull me away.

"No, you don't get to come at me." Mapi kept going. 

"You got a fucking problem? Just say it then!"

"Stop it!" Jenni stood between us.

"Not now Jenni!" I looked at her. "Say it Mapi. Say the one thing you want to say to me!"

"Why don't you just run on home back to Portugal." She waved her hand.

"Shut your damn mouth!" Tatiana ran up to her.

No one's POV:

"We've got some words being exchanged between the two teams. The ref has shown Mapi Leon a yellow card for the tackle and has now shown yellows to Mariana and Tatiana." 

"Mariana upset about her teammate getting injured and just letting Mapi Leon know how she feels. The Barca teammates, a lot of tension since Mariana leaving to join Santa Clara on loan for the season. Everything has calmed down here and play resumes. Ana Capeta has been replaced."

Mapi's POV:

"Coming at me for now reason. Get out of here." I walked back to my position. 

"Mapi just drop it!" Leila sighed. "I'm sick of it. Drop it!"

Portugal got a free-kick and Mariana stood to take it. 

She looked pissed off now. 

And Lola's in goal so we know what that means.

"Not again." Lola mumbled. "Why me. Mapi's pisses her off and I gotta deal with it." 

"Calm down." Carmen said.

"Calm down! You wanna put these gloves on?"

"No."

"THEN SHUT UP AND TRY TO PREVENT WHAT WE ALL KNOW IS COMING!" 

"She's bout to end Lola's whole career." Virginia whispered. She started praying and looked at Mariana. "Oh no."

No one's POV:

"Mariana over the free-kick. She told everyone else to back away, she wants this for herself. She's scored on Lola from this position before. Here's the whistle and the shot. Goal! Portugal leads."

Mariana ran to the corner flag and jumped into the air. The Spanish fans booed. They were playing in Madrid after all. Still upset about her leaving them for Barca.

She put her hand up to her ear and just smirked. "Let's go!" She turned to her teammates as they jumped on her.  Lola picked the ball out of the goal and kicked it up to midfield, shaking her head.

Mariana's POV:

I looked toward Lola and jogged toward her. "Hey. I'm sorry Lola." 

"Shut up, Mari." She smirked. "Pain in my ass." 

I laughed and went back to midfield, passing Mapi on the way. I stood and looked at her. 

Even when she's a pain in my ass, I still love her.