Lilah
The bell rang for the end of the school day. I walked out to the oval for soccer practice with Monica.
"Are you ready for the tournament next week?" Monica questioned while we put our soccer boots on.
"Yea, I think so. You?" I asked.
"Definitely! We are going to wipe the floor with them!" Monica laughed.
"How far away is this tournament?" I asked. We had been warned by Coach Lowe that our last tournament was the closest one, so it was clearly going to be a fair drive.
"Ummm. about three hours I think." Monica groaned.
"Great..." I moaned.
"More time for snacks!" Monica laughed.
"Come on girls!" Hannah called to us from where the team were huddled in the middle of the field. The boys were at the opposite end of the field for their practice.
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