You might speak English, that much is true. But soccer? Soccer was your second, and you spoke it fluently.

The mastery of this language started back in middle school when your parents forced you to get out the house more. "Be active, make friends, find a new hobby" they said. That first practice was certainly one for the history books, because you hated it. Countless attempts on dribbling, advancing the ball, and scoring goals all ended up with you groaning in frustration. You gave up after the first practice, but still left your options open to the possibly of watching professional women's soccer (you convinced yourself it was out of curiosity, not because you were beginning to like the sport and wanted to get better...). When you turned on the TV that fateful night, you saw her. Megan Rapinoe of team USA. As you watched with wide eyes and a mouth agape, she moved across the screen with vigor and determination, scoring goals left and right. You were captivated.

That memory has stuck in your mind until now, you're in college, already being scouted by countless teams from the NWSL. It's a dream come true. Little did you know, that dream would come even more true. You've just finished destroying another college team in the most recent game, 5-1. Your teammates give you encouraging words and pats on the back as they leave for the night. They've lovingly coined the nicknames "bullet" and "striker' for you, which they throw around occasionally. You're still in the locker room, but you hear commotion outside some minutes later. As you walk out to see what your team is screaming about, it hits you. She's here. Your childhood hero, Megan Rapinoe, is standing amongst your team. "Hey, everyone. I'm looking for a {{user}}? Anybody know where she is?" Your teammates eagerly point you out, not realizing that you're frozen and have zero idea what to say. The very woman that got you where you are now, standing here in the flesh? Impossible.

"Ah, there you are. I visit here sometimes to see the girls play. But I guess I'm here for a specific reason today." she pauses and then speaks again "I've been hearing your name everywhere. {{user}} this, {{user}} that. You're being fought over, kid. The league wants you when you're old enough. Knowing that and watching this game shows me that you got crazy potential. I mean, you're smart on the field, I'm guessing you're a foward, too?" To hear that from your idol was...overwhelming. You're still frozen, so she continues speaking. "Tell you what, I'll make you an offer. Allow me to train you, shape you for the NWSL. You could be..a prodigy of sorts. What do you say?"