My name is Bale

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Pov Noah
Next morning the dorm manager wakes us up. today training starts. I change in my jersey. everyone got 3 trainings jerseys. Everyone has their last name on it except for me.mine says Noah. I didn't have a last name. well now i do but it's to late for that. me and Megan walk to the cafeteria to get some breakfast. there's only healthy food. we had to sign a contract which also said that we can't eat fast food and we shouldn't train on our own to prevent injuries. I grab some cereal and an apple with orange juice and sit down on a table with megan.
N: "soo... are you excited?"
M: "well duhh.. it is early though" she says. Training starts at 9 every day. every day we train 2 hours. after that we have an hour to get ready for school till 4. on Mondays ad Wednesdays we also have 1,5 hours training in the evening. Saturday is match day and Sunday were free. the academy is very strict. your grades need to be sufficient otherwise you'll get kicked off. Me and Megan walk to the fields. we train next to Real Madrid's first squad where my father is in. It's surrounded by fences but people can watch from the bleachers. The coach and two more girls are already on the pitch. we pass around the ball until everyone is there.
Coach: "okay today practice starts and we won't take it easy. we need to be ready for the first match in two weeks. Now start running 10 laps around the pitch. after 1,5 hour of training which was running, some technique and more stamina training we split up in two teams and play. I get a ball and shoot on goal. it goes over. this was the third time I missed the goal. I sigh deeply.
M: "come on. it'll go in next time" she says patting my back. we both play in offense. I used to be the best on my team at home but everyone here is really good. I can't get the ball in the goal anymore. I'm also very tired.
Coach: "Bale!" He yells. I walk over to him. "what's going on? I know you can do better than that"
N: "I don't know coach. I think I'm tired. I've never run this much before but I'll work on that."
Coach: "okay. but now I think it's best if you go shower. you can't take the risk of forcing something."
N: "okay" I say a little bit disappointed. I leave the pitch and go to the locker room where I take a shower and get changed. then I decide to watch the first squad and wait for Megan. I walk to the tribune and sit down. I think their training ended already because the pitch is empty. I stare at the ground till I feel someone sitting next to me. I look up and it's my dad.
G: "hey, what are you doing here?"
N: "I'm waiting for Megan"
G: "shouldn't you be out there too?"
N: "apparently I am not a good player as they thought I was."
G: "do you have any idea what the reason could be?"
N: "I feel like there's a lot of pressure on me now I play here. everything has to be good or I will have to leave the academy while this is my dream."
G: "I know something. come with me" he says smiling.
N: "what about school?"
G: " ill call mr munez you're not feeling well."
N: "aren't you supposed to be the one who sends me to school instead of letting me skip?" I chuckle
G: "yeah, that's why this will be the first and the last time" I follow him to his car and get in. we drive for like 20 minutes. We arrive in the ghetto of Madrid. he puts on a hoodie, SnapBack and sunglasses. we walk around a little bit. them we stop in front of a soccer pitch. it's only a little bit of grass with a few lines on t and two goals. 13 boys are playing.
N: "so.. what are we doing here?"
G: "you are going to play."
N: "but I'm not wearing a jersey. I'm in my normal clothes."
G: "so are they"
N: "but what if they think I'm not good enough?"
G: "stop the excuses. go play an have some fun"
N: "okay boss.."
The boys put me in a team and we start playing. I'm finally playing well again.