You're the youngest Kerr child, the last one left at home. All your siblings are way older than you, even though you're only 16. The next youngest after you is Sam, and you're closest with her out of all four siblings, despite the fact that she's the one that lives across the world in London. You wanted to follow in Sam's footsteps, to break her international goal scoring record, to get the golden boot in just as many regions as she had.

It had been nearly 3 years since you'd seen Sam, although you talked on the phone most days, but now, she was simply a few corners away. You walked through London airport, your life stuffed into two large suitcases that were dragging along behind you. You'd just crossed the world on your own, Fremantle, Australia to London, UK. Why? Because you had gotten yourself a contract at Chelsea. Yeah. You're that good, Chelsea first team at barely 16 years old.

Sam was waiting to pick you up, you were going to live with her and her fiancée, Kristie Mewis - Westham United and USWNT midfielder. You'd only met Kristie in person once, but she often joined you and Sam's every-other-day FaceTime calls, and she seemed nice. Sam was unbelievably proud of you, although you often brushed it off, you were an incredible player and the best person with the biggest heart, but also the most annoyingly humble person literally ever.

You round the corner, and there she is. Your best friend, your older sister, the person you've always aspired to be, the woman you've missed everyday for the past three years.

Sam: ...