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There are two outlooks of senior year; the best time of your life or the longest time of your life. The last year of high school means that everything that you've known before is coming to an end. Senior year means saying goodbye, growing up, and leaving your childhood behind. But for both Amelia Aberg and Savannah Naiman, senior year is all about cherishing every single moment with their friends. As Amelia and Savannah enjoy their last year having fun and not taking anything seriously, the two friends discover a pair of siblings that change the course of the rest of their year. Alex Olenski and Sam Olenski are two brothers that can't be any different from one another. Alex is a junior and is one of the smartest people in his grade. He takes school seriously and is one of the few genuinely kind boys in the school. Sam Olenski is a sophomore and is not the smartest person. He has trouble with school and teachers. But besides that, he's a gentleman. Although they have their differences, the two brothers happen to be close with each other. ------- As I walk through the class door, I instantly spot Riley and Damon. Both of their heads turn towards me and give me a soft smile. I walk to their table and greet them a simple good morning. I make my way to Riley's side and before returning a good morning to me, she says in a cheerful tone, "Amelia meet my new friend, Alex." I avert my eyes to the boy sitting in the desk next to her. He swiftly turns his head and looks at me with a smile on his face. The most beautiful smile I have ever seen with the most beautiful brown eyes that make my heart skip a beat. Well, shit.
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"Are you sure you're okay, sweetie?" she asks. I take the ice pack back. I nod, but it hurts. My brain feels jostled by the littlest movements. "Yeah," I gasp, holding in any acknowledgment of pain. "I'm fine. Thanks." She glances down, and I catch her eyeing my bruised shins. They took the brunt of the impact. "Football," I explain. She nods. "That's a rough sport," she says. A pause. She walks back to her desk. Then, she stops. She turns around. She looks me in the eyes. Her face is solemn. "Hit 'em harder," she instructs. I nod and almost smile. "I will." *********************************************** It's 1998, and seventeen-year-old Stephanie "Stevie" Rogers is attempting the unthinkable: she wants to be the first female football player at Truman High. Too bad the team, headed by her ex and a sexist coach, won't let it happen. Then of course there's her sexist step-dad, who can't know she's playing football or her life as she knows it would end. If it weren't for her cute guitar-playing best friend, Calvin, all hope might be lost. But with his help, and the discovery of a secret so scandalous it could rock the entire school, she may finally get her time under the stadium lights. *************************************************************************** "You're outnumbered. You need allies if you're gonna survive the season. These guys are gonna have your back. You need them." "I don't need anyone," I insist. "Ha," he hiccups. "Yes, actually, you do." He ploinks me on the nose. I scowl. "No one is invincible." I continue to scowl. He sighs. "Just trust me on this one. Okay?" My face softens a little. He's just trying to help. "Fine," I comply. "But don't expect me to smile about it." He grins. "That's too bad. You're pretty when you smile." "Shut up."

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