Team Captain Monologue

-Christina's POV

This was it. All I had to do was block this last kick and I would be team captain. I've been waiting since last year and I'm not planning on letting one kick knock me off of my chance to be captain.

Taking in deep breaths of air I stood in the goal ready to pounce at any object trying to get in, looking straight I see the next kicker, Ayden. She's one of our best players I'll give her that, her foot work is great and her kicks, oh god her kicks are even better. I've never spoken to her, I usually keep to myself but I know for a fact that soccer is her main priority.

Ayden has been captain for as long as I can remember, the only reason why she's not up for it this year is because she missed sign up for team captain and
The school years academics haven't been too hard. Plus I study almost every week! I'm telling you, I'll be fine." I said with a serious tone in my voice.

"Okay, I just want you to know that me and your mother are very proud of you and we want what's best for our little girl." He said.

I flashed him a bright wide smile letting him know that I understood and that was the end of the conversation, he turned the radio up and left me to my thoughts as we drove home.

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"Hi honey, how was tryouts?" My mom said as dad and I were walking through the front
I'll be sure to tell you all about it later but right now I really need to text Jack." I said closing the door, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek and walking towards the stairs up to my room.

"Tell him hi for me sweetheart!" She yelled from downstairs.

"I will!" I replied jogging up the stairs.
My mom has always liked Jack, she says,
'He's a good influence on you Chrissy, plus he's quite handsome.'

I mean don't get me wrong, Jack is a great guy and I'm lucky to have him but he's not as great as everyone makes him out to be. The boy is the captain of the football team so usually all that's on his mind is, you guessed it, football. He's never really cared much for his grades, he's always told me that he knows that some college will accept him for his skills in sports and I've never questioned him on that.

After taking a shower and putting on some clean, none sweaty clothes it was about eight-thirty.

I figured I should call Jack and apologize for blowing him off but it's not like I did it on purpose, I simply forgot he had wanted to hang out today. The phone rang three times before I heard a click and Jack's voice on the other side of the phone,

"Hey." Great, he's being distant with me