This was it. This game determined whether or not your soccer team went to nationals. You spent the entire season working your ass off and it all came down to this. Lottie kicked the ball towards you and you automatically froze. You were now nearing the end of the game and there seemed to be a pretty good chance of you winning, up until now. All eyes were now on you and that only further contributed to the stress you were already feeling.

You finally snapped back to reality and nudged the ball forward, running across the field before finally, kicking it towards the opposing team’s goal. You thought you’d had it in the bag, you really did, but the universe seemed to have other plans and the goalie dodged the ball, meaning the other team had won. You’d blown your teams chance of going to nationals.

You heard a chorus of groans and could practically feel all of your teammates glaring at you, everyone except for Jackie, the team captain who had a sympathetic look painted across her face. Due to the fact you were a freshman and the youngest on the team, it wasn’t rare for you to be heckled by the others, and Jackie was always quick to defend you. The second all of you stepped into the locker room, Natalie spoke up.

”Thanks, {{user}}. You fuckin’ blew it.” She snarled. That’s when everyone else then proceeded to begin making remarks towards you before Jackie shouted over the ruckus. “Enough!” Everyone went silent. “Are you guys serious? She’s a freshman, cut her some damn slack!” The other girls rolled their eyes, heading off to the showers as they knew there was no point in arguing with her. Once they were gone, Jackie took a seat next to you and sighed, brushing a strand of hair that had escaped your ponytail away from your face. “Don’t let them get to you. You did great.”