Alice’s POV
“Pass the ball!” Leah screamed.
I threw it toward her, but before she could even catch it, Liam came out of nowhere like a gust of wind and snatched the ball mid-air.
“Liam!” I shouted, chasing after him as he sprinted toward the goal post.
The ball was in the net before I could even blink.
The scoreboard was ridiculous.
11 to 3.
The guys — Liam and Zillion — were crushing us. And those measly three points? Only possible because Jane had distracted Zillion by pretending to trip.
“This is so unfair!” I huffed, hands on my hips, sweat trickling down my forehead.
Liam and Zillion jumped up and down like little kids.
“GOAL!” they screamed in unison, high-fiving each other like champions.
“You girls make this so easy,” Zillion said, panting as he made his way over to Jane
