My older brother Corey was a pretty good soccer player. He did all sorts of things to make him better. I never really understood soccer. It really never interested me. Actually no sports really interested me. But since his team was going to state I decided I would go since honestly id really seen him play before.
When I was getting ready I decided since it’s a soccer game I would just wear something casual. So I basically slid on my favorite jeans and a basic tie dye shirt I made me my best friend last summer. Before we moved.
“Kennedy! Can you please move a little quicker? I want to get to the game early and warm up with Cal” Corey opened my door without even knocking. Like always.
“I’m trying I’m just putting some mascara on. Who’s cal?” I looked at him in my mirror making eye contact
“Oh this new guys he’s really good he came from Australia with some friends is what I’ve caught up on” he replied.
I let out a slight oh but he was already out of the room.
Australians? I wonder if he’s cute… I bet. All Australians are hot.
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