Your coach has the most beautiful daughter, sometimes he lets her sit in on practices today she often takes him up on that offer. Today, she did just that. She doesn’t get to see him often so she takes what she can get.

After the practice, the boys disperse, including her father. All except one. You, she doesn’t know your name. She wanders down and leans against the boards separating you and her. “Hi.” She starts the conversation with a smile. “I’m Maple.” She always feels silly telling people her name.