Emma's POV
"Here you go." Jordan says and hands me today's line up as we walk to our locker room.
1-Emma Harris
12-Steph Catley
6-Leah Williamson
2-Julie Johnston
15-Katie McCabe
10-Kim Little(C)
14-Jill Roord
8-Jordan Nobbs
7-Daniëlle van de Donk
11-Vivianne Miedema
23-Christen Press
We play West Ham today in our last game before the November international break.
When I walk into the locker room I head to my locker before I take my AirPods out, take out my nose ring, take off my necklaces and my rings, then I put my jewelry and AirPods in my bag.
Once I'm jewelry free I put on my short sleeve pink undershirt, my warm up top, then I put on my game shorts. I then sit down in my locker, put my long long curly brown hair up in a ponytail, put on my socks and put on my black and gold boots.
After my boots are on I tape my wrists, hands, and fingers then I put on my black and white keeper gloves before I head onto the field with the other keepers.
When I get on the pitch I run through my warm ups with the keepers for a while then head back to the locker room.
Once in the locker room I change out of the training top and change into my pink keeper jersey while the coaches do their last minute talks.
After the last minute talks are over we are told to head to the tunnel so I grab my towel and water bottle then I head to the front of the line in the tunnel and stand behind Kim.
Minutes later we are told to head out onto the field for the prematch stuff so I follow Kim out.
Once on the field we stand in a line for a few seconds then we head to our bench and do our team huddle.
After our team huddle I grab my towel and water bottle then I head to my goal. When I get to my goal I put my water bottle on the outside of the net, hang my towel on the net, then I do my huddle with the defense.
"LET'S GO GIRLS." Lisa yells as West Ham Kick off. "WE GOT THIS."
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"Uh Emma." Katie says as I walk off the pitch after the game.
We beat West Ham 9-0.
Jill scored 3 goals, Viv scored 2, Kim scored 1, Beth scored 1, Leah scored 1, and Christen scored a goal.
"Yeah Katie?" I ask.
"The police are here to see you."
"Excuse me?" I say as I look beyond the Irish women.
"Apparently they got a tip you brought your weed pen here."
"The fuck?" I question then I walk over to the police. "What do you want?"
"We have a warrant to search your bag and your locker." One of the cops says then he hands me the warrant.
The warrant basically says they have a tip from Rachel Daly that I brought my Medical Marijuana pen to the game today.
"You can look." I say. "But you'll never find it."
"Where's your bag and locker?"
"You aren't allowed in the locker room." I say. "But your female colleague is."
"Let's go." The lady says so I reluctantly lead her to our locker room.
Once in the locker room I point to my locker then I sit down and take my gloves off.
"Hurry up." I say as I take off all of the tape on my hand while waiting for the cop to finish. "I've got places to be."
"Watch your tone."
"Shut up." I say. "My Medical Marijuana pen has been cleared by your government so now you're just harassing an innocent person for no reason."
The police bitch checks my locker and my bag and doesn't find my medical marijuana pen so she leaves.
"I fucking told you so." I say as I watch her and the other police prick leave.
Once the two cops are out of sight I head to the bathroom, go to the third stall, check behind the toilet and sure enough my medical marijuana pen is still in the bag I taped to the back of the toilet.
"Fucking idiots." I mumble as I walk back into the locker room then I head to the West Ham locker room.
"Where are you going?" Julie asks.
"To deal with the Bitch who ratted on me." I say.
"Oh shit." Jordan says then I hear a lot of cleats following me.
"Hey Emma." Adriana Leon says so I wave at her then look at the bitch who ratted on me.
"What's wrong with you?" I ask. "Because I need a medical marijuana pen for my PTSD you try to get me arrested?"
"You don't have PTSD." Rachel Daly says.
"Tell that to five year old me who watch her father stab her mother in the throat until she was dead." I say. "Also if you look at the USA v Sweden game from a few weeks ago you'll see I do in fact need a medical marijuana pen for PTSD."
"You're a dumbass Rachel." Adriana Leon mumbles.
"Wait I know why you tried to have me arrested." I say. "You're angry because I set up your ex girlfriend with my friend."
"Am not."
"Well why would you be?" I sarcastically ask. "You couldn't possibly still love the woman you just used for sex. You couldn't possibly still love the woman whom you verbally abused everyday for two years. You couldn't possibly..."
"SHUT UP." Rachel shouts.
"Oh do your teammates not know whom you really are?" I sarcastically question. "Oh you poor little thing. Now who's gonna be your friend..It'd really suck if people found out you were a rat."
"You're not gonna do shit me."
"Wanna bet?" I say then I step right in front of Rachel Daly. "Pull some shit like that again and I promise you'll regret it."
"Out ladies." The West Ham captain says.
"One more thing." I say then I take a hit of my medical marijuana pen and blow the smoke right in Rachel's face. "Try me again and you'll regret ever crossing me."
"Alright Emma." Christen says. "That's enough."
The Arsenal ladies drag me back to our locker room and once there I notice my phone going off so I pick it up.
"Hello?"
"Who called the cops?" Jessie asks.
"Rachel Daly." I say.
"Cool." Jessie says. "I'm gonna fuck her up next game."
"That's my girl." I say.
"How are you?"
"Angry." I admit. "But I'm fine."
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Serendipity
FanfictionIn Emma's 21 years of living she has been to hell and back. She relies on a handful of people to keep her going. When one of them breaks her who will be there to pick up the pieces?
