"Over here!" Kylan screamed, running behind the defender.
However, Bradley searched for another pass, and turned over the ball, the other team stealing it from him rapidly. Kylan cursed under his breath, having to rush back.
The second time that happened, Kylan ran past Bradley, "What are you doing? You keep losing the ball, you take too long to play it."
"Just because we're on the same team, does not mean I'm friends with you," he spat, glaring at him.
Kylan narrowed his eyes, "We don't have to be friends, and you don't have to pass it to me. But play it quicker, because it's the second time you do this—"
"How about you get off my case?" Bradley snarled, broadening his shoulders and facing Kylan, unfocused from the game.
"What's your problem dude?"
"Guys!" They heard Jonah's voic
