Stay the night
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"The National City Lakehawks," Heng says. He flips the cover of the binder over. "Who is this?"
"Becky Armstrong," Freen answers. It's the only player she can name off the team at this point and that's only because any sort of research into the Lakehawks seems to start and end with the same girl.
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The fic where Freen inherits the National City Lakehawks from her wayward brother and meets Becky Armstrong, star player.
***This is not my own story. I just converted it to a FreenBecky story***
***Credit to the original author of this great story***
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