The day of the final arrived, and the school’s morale was sky-high. Some students even made banners with his name on them. He was the magic in the team. I noticed Oliver glaring at me from across the field. Ever since our breakup, he’d been giving me the cold shoulder. Funny how things change. Is true what they say, the devil you know is better than the angel you don't know.
“Hey, devil, remember your promise,” I called out to him before the game started.
“Of course, cupcake,” he replied, flashing me a smile before heading off to the field.
Martha sat beside me. “Your brother is something else,” she said.
“How so?”
“We’ve never qualified for the tournament before, and now look at us.” She shook her head in disbelief.
The crowd roared as the teams came onto the field. But something wa
