My soccer team was in practice when our coach yelled to get our attention. He told us that we had to make it past the next competition with another school to get to the finals, and if we won, then we could get ice cream. My team was good; most of us worked together, minus me and Susan, who has picked on me since pre-school. The other team is powerful, and we are barely winning, but the only bad thing is that my cousin, Jessie, is on the other team, and he's won champion five times for his team. Our coach told us we needed to work together even if we didn't like each other. Me and Susan made an agreement to work together to win. After everything we won, me and Susan had a lot in common, and we started dating: "Mike, come on, we have to go," "hold up I’m finishing something” The end “I'm coming, Susan."
