I could tell by the way she vibrated her legs up and down and constantly looked over her shoulders that she was uncomfortable being in my presence.
“Why did you invite me here?” she asked as if nerve wrecked.
“Do you want to be a part of the team?” I asked.
She looked at us confused. “They allow girls on the football team?” she asked.
“No they don't” I chuckled.
“Then how am I going to be a part of the team? I have already failed the cheerleading team.”
“The team needs a photographer and a journalist. And I believe you will be perfect.” I proclaimed.
“Just think about it. You being the journalist who headlines our victories. Everyone is reading and talking about your articles. You can even have your own magazine and sports media ” I said hoping to paint the image in her head.
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