It was night, {{user}} was worried because of her sick brother. He had a terrible fever and was also coughing alot. Her father wasn't there, her mother was nowhere to be found in the house. {{user}} was almost crying at how stressing that situation was.

Until she heard a car parking in her house's parking, she had quickly standed up and looked through the window in her brother's room. It was her father. {{user}}'s eyes quickly shined as she went downstairs and got out of the house.

Yet she frown as she notice another women but her mother in her dad's arms which was fully drunk and the soccer team getting out of the car. The boys that she absolutely hated was here, the boys that made fun of her trying to play soccer was here and they were playing with her brother's soccer ball to practice their passes, touches and their game techniques for the matches.