Berkeley Bertier was Gerry bertiers sister. A popular dancer turned into a football player after an injury that led her to find what she was born to do. Along the way she realises her solemate was with her the whole time... her brothers best friend... This story will contain Strong language A little bit of sexual scenes

Remember the Titans Alan Bosley "C'mon Carrie! We need a ref!" Complained Gerry. "No! You never listen to me!" I said, stomping my foot. Gerry looked at me for a second. "You're right, we don't need you. Who needs an annoying 8 year old little sister in a 9 year old football game" he said proudly. I crossed my arms. "You need a ref! You need me! I'll do it! I'll do it!" I yelled. I walked up to Hammond High School with Gerry, Alan, and Ray. They introduced me to their friends, and the Sophomores immediately accepted me. I walked around, and found a flyer for the dance team. Hmm... I walked out to the field, my first football game ever. I was the last in the team to walk out, so I was followed by the band. I was cold in my short little skirt. The music started to play, and I danced, just like I had practiced millions of times before. I danced, people cheered. The song ended. Gerry hugged me. Alan patted me on the back. Free entrance to the football game. I smiled.