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    Poison – (Chapter: Ch. 2 Best day of hell)

    "Yup"

    "Alright then just come in after the video"

    "Sounds like a plan I’ll see you then"

    "Great can’t wait" she smiles and I can’t help but to smile back at her

     

    Finally our last practice of the first day came.  I’m on my way to the field now just left the training room Ash had me do some stretches while I was there so rushing to get there so I can get my stuff on.  Coach tells us we are going to do patten plays which are dumb we just get in our positions and he tells us where to pass the ball.  Like it is ever going to be that set up in a game good grief!  I’m playing out on the right wing waiting to basically chase the ball and cross it over.  Jen was the one sending me the ball and she has a leg on her and since I’m the only one that can catch up with her kicks before it goes out I was on the receiving end.  Normally thats fine but her kicks are killing me today I don’t know how much longer I can force myself to sprint.  The pain is incredible at this moment and I feel my leg getting weaker and weaker.  I am cussing in my head at coach everytime he says to do it again.  Jen sends a far one up the corner I set off and POP there it goes it again I just kind of I don’t know how to explain it stopped and stumbled maybe but couldn’t move.  I tried to start again but that wasn’t an option.  I hear coach yelling at me then I hear Ashley saying I’m done.

    "What?" I yell out in pain filled anger

    "Your done" she said softly

    "No I’m fine I just…"

    "Just what stopped cause your leg gave out on you" she cut in

    "No"

    "Whats going on, you alright Spencer" coach asked

    "Yeah I’m fine sorry I don’t know what happened I’ll get it this time"

    "No. I’m pulling you" she said torwards coach and myself

    "Your what? You can’t! You said I could practice" I yelled at her louder than I should be

    "Well that was before, I’m not going to watch you hurt yourself more"

    "Thats so fucked up, I’m fine I was just tired thats all"

    "Spencer what she says goes. Go to the bleechers" coach said to me

    "I fucking can’t believe this this is bull shit" I say out loud making my way over to the side grabbing a cup of water.  For it being almost 9 it was still hot outside.

    I sit down on the bleechers pissed as ever. I don’t sit out especially not for a lame excuse like my leg.  Ashley walks by and says sorry.  I just looked away from her.  She went further down to the end to give me my space.  I cannot beleive right now who is she to pull me like that.  I said I was fine. 

    "Spencer make sure you meet with Ashley before you leave so you can be at treatment" coach yells to me as he was picking the stuff up

    "Great this is perfect" I mutter to myself as I look at Ashley icing Jen’s calves

     

     

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