Born and Raised BARCA ~ Madridista

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          When I came to, I was in what was obviously the doctors area of the Real complex. I was confused at first, but then it came back to me, the slide tackle on my already injured ankle, and Iker's look of horror as he realized what was going to happen. As I came to these realizations, the doctor walked in.

           "You are extremely lucky that you didn't break your ankle in that collision, but as it is, you have a slight sprain. You will need to keep off of it for a week or so, meaning no practice, and no running. You were out for about 30 min, so practice is done, but some of the guys stayed to see how you were." Explained the doctor.

           "Okay, thans sir. Can you tell me how to get back to the locker room?" I inquired.

          " leave this room and take a right, then go down and take the 3rd left."

          "Thank you again sir. "

When I entered the locker room I saw that Sergi', Iker and Cris were waiting. When they saw me crutching in they all imediatly stood. I told them about the prognosis of my ankle, and Cris and Sergi' looke relieved, while 'Ker looked guilty. "Its not your fault Iker, you told me not to play, but I didn't listen." I told him while givjng him an awkward one arm hug. "Anyway, since I ran here, and I am not supposed to do too much walking, I need a lift home." They all said the would, so I had to choose, and man did I feel torn. Iker was like my older brother I never had, while Sergi' was like my best friend. And Cris... well I definatly had a huge crush on him. In the end, I decided to go witn Cris, so he grabbed my stuff and we headed out. When I got into the car I quickly turned the station to one that is known to play One Direction, and low and behold Live while we're young was just starting. Cris looked at me like I was crazy, and I started screaming my lungs out with the radio. What can I say, I am a directioner.

"So are you going to come to practice tomorrow even though you cant play?" Cris asked as he pulled up outside of the house of which I now call home.

"I suppose I probably will,  maybe I can help coach a bit." I speculated. "I will also probably need a ride fir the time being considering my bum leg."

"Then I shall be here tomorrow before practice to pick you up, band afterwords,  I will take you home."

"Thanks Cris,  you didnt have to do all of this for me,  but I am very greatfuk that you did.  Good night." I replied getting out if the car.

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The next morning when I woke up,  I crutched over to the bathroom to brush my teeth and put up my hair. Since I wasnt playing today,  I decided to wear sime jeans and a Spain NT jersey. Originally I had pulled out a Barca jersey,  but aI didnt think that would go over well with the boys. I looked at the time,  and realized that I only had enough time to grab a granola bar for breakfast and run outside before Cris would be there.

As soon as he pulled uo,  I jumped into the car,  and we were off. When we got to practice,  he went on to the field with the other guys,  and I went to the stands to watch. As I was watching,  I took out a sketchbook and started drawing. I drew the stadium of Barcam the Nou Camp,  from memory, and then I packed the sketchbook away, and took out my notebook. The goalkeepers and field players had separated now,  and I decided to head closer to the goalkeepers. I hobbled over to the bench closest to them and sat down. I started takimg notes of technique and faults they had,  and then decided I would share my notes with the goalkeeping staff,  so they could fix the problems as soon as possible.

As the three kepers walked over to join the rest of the team,  I hobbled to the coaching staff. I then tore the notes out of my notebook and handed them to the coaches.

"What is this?" One of the gk coaches snidely remarked.

Mou shot him a glare as I responded "Those are notes on your goalkeepers flaws,  and some possible solutions both short term  and long term."

"Bull shit" replied the other Gk coach. "Theres no way a little girl like you could find any flaws with them,  yet alone find solutions to them."

Mou took the notes and looked them over before handing them to the two gk coaches. "Perhaps we should do a shooting drill,  and then you can see if her claims are unfoumded" he stated winking at me.

Oh,  this was going to be interesting.

A/N: Okay so I didnt update the second time until after I said I would,  but give me props. It was atleast with in a week of the time I said I would update. Read,  comment and vote. If I get more,  I might update faster.