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Take a Look At Yourself

Heretic Blood

"We're playing Georgia Tech today," Coach Peterson said, sweeping an arm over the play board. "Look, they aren't a good team and after our upset against A&M last week, I have no doubt that we will win. The thing is we're playing on their turf. Georgia Tech has a history of a loud crowd."

I looked around the locker room, hoping to spot the blue eyes of one person in particular. Ever since I'd had to carry her off the field earlier in the week, she had been avoiding me. We had all noticed the change in Carmen after that day. She was less confrontational and was actually participating in practices. Peterson had half a mind to play her.

My eyes found her. She was sitting in the back, scratching at her pads. She was so used to playing without any type of safety equipment other than shin guards that I was sure she was weirded out about how heavy everything was.

"Matt, you got any words of encouragement?" Peterson asked, lowering his clipboard.

I stared around the locker room. "Just go out and play the game we know how to play. We may be on their field, but this is Tennessee. We've just got to go play the game we've been playing!"

It wasn't my best speech in the world, but it was all I had right now. After the whole thing with Carmen, football wasn't as appealing to me as it once was. How could they fuck over an athlete like that? And don't even get me started on Mike. Mike was a fucking dick.
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Sweat poured into my eyes, making it hard to see. We were entering the third quarter down by fourteen points. Mike had been fucking up left and right with his throws. Zach was having to do more than his fair share of rushing, and I was running all over the field to catch Mike's wacky throws.

The ball was hiked and I took off down the field. I had no idea what Mike was going to do. None of us did. He wasn't playing how he normally did, and I hoped Carmen was partly to blame for it. She just sat on the bench, glaring at him. We were all a little surprised she hadn't said a word.

I turned just as the ball sailed slightly over my head. Reaching up, I caught it with one hand and fell to the field. My arm ached with over-straining it to reach Mike's throw. We got back into formation, all staring at our quarterback. He wasn't always the best, but he was never this shitty.

Within minutes, we were punting again. I walked to the bench, pulling my helmet off. Mike was screwing us over with a team that wasn't even worth our time. Water appeared in my hand, a tiny hand wrapped around the cup.

"Thanks, Carmen." I sat down next to her. "What are you thinking?"

"I think Mike is even worse as a quarterback than I originally thought he was." She faced the field. "How can he continue to overthrow balls and miss hikes?"

"He's not that great, Carmen."

She shot me a look like I had just said the earth was round. I hid a smirk. She was feisty, and I liked that about her. She was finally turning back into her actual self which I appreciated because I had missed the Carmen we had all come to know.
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The fourth quarter was nearing its end, and we were still down by three points. No thanks to Mike, we had started to make up the deficit that he had put us through. Coach had actually benched him for the last few minutes of the game, pissed off with the senior's performance. I didn't think we were gonna make up those three points. Georgia Tech had the ball.

"Harrison! Get on the field."

Carmen stared at Coach. "And do what?"

He walked over to her. "Get the ball and run as fast as you can. Throw some elbows if you have to."

She nodded and plopped her helmet on. Her legs were shaking a little bit as she ran onto the field. The entire team stared at her and then Peterson. None of us thought that he would actually play the tiny soccer player.

She stood on the field, so little in comparison to the big linebackers. She touched the ground like the other players were doing and when the ball was hiked took off over the line. I had never seen someone so fast. She was around the O line in seconds and I had somehow jumped high enough to intercept the ball. Landing on her feet, she took off down the field. Bot teams just stared after this tiny player.

Carmen was tearing up the field and with just a few seconds left managed to cross the red zone and score. No one was within ten feet of her. Most of us were just impressed she had managed to do all that. It was insanity.

She walked off the field, helmet off the second she hit the sideline. She stared at Peterson and then around the team. "You know, soccer is a lot harder than this."

Notes

And so she plays the American version.

Comments

@overneaththepathofmisery
Awww glad to be back! I think I'll be doing weekly updates since I officially have my weekends back!

My Heri is back! *hugest giantest hearty eyes*

@violetshade
HIIII! I've missed you all! Yay gas money! Glad you are all moved down here and looking for job!

Oh don't worry, the boys will think of something.

AHHHH! SO GLAD YOU'RE BACK!!! Once I get a job I'll have gas money to come see youuuuuu!!! Good to hear your school and health is going well, I really hope that continues!
Also can't wait to see what the FUCK happens to her dad (hopefully something absolutely horrifyingly awful).

@HereticBlood6661 as sad as it makes me having you step away, I know that you will be back, and you can bet your ass I’ll still be, girl! I’m MORE upset about your poor health, honey. Do they have any ideas what’s causing your full body issues? Do they have a plan of attack for treatment? Don’t be a stranger! Sevenfold makes us family ;) <3 I’m wishing you luck with your Masters, I know they can be a a complete mind fuck. What are you doing your Masters in? Remember, YOU’VE GOT THIS! <3<3<3