Evelyn's POV
"You go knock them out! Score! You don't let auntie Sinc score okay?" J says. "Or Jessie, or Jordyn, or anyone. Or you'll be running laps!"
"She's giving us a good pep talk. A threat." Sonny says making me snort.
"Team on three." JJ says.
"TEAM." We yell.
"Sissy! Sissy wait! Mommy! Momma!" J yells so mom, ma, and I run to her.
"What's up bubba?" I ask.
"Good luck kiss!" She says with a big smile plastered on her face.
J gives us our good luck kiss on the cheek, well me and ma. Mom got a good luck peck on the lips, lame.
"Bubba, kiss on your name." I say as I put my forearm in front of her.
She giggles as she kisses the tattoo of her name, I kiss her forehead and run towards the field. But before I step onto the pitch I kiss the tattoo of her name and point my index fingers to the sky.
"Evelyn."
"Ah yes my favorite Canadian." I nod.
"Are we just non-existent?" Sinc and Jordyn say.
I shrug and laugh nervously.
"Love you too." I say.
"Loser buys drinks?" Jordyn asks and I smirk.
"Game on Huitema."
"Pumpkin don't do it." Mom says.
"Mom you're embarrassing me." I mumble.
"It's my job." She says with sass.
The red blows the whistle, signaling the game to begin.
Ash's POV
"GOAL! Number twenty three Christen Press!"
"I say we move mommy up, leave momma and sissy behind." Julieta says.
"Is that the best choice jellybean?" I say.
She looks over to the field and down to her small whiteboard.
"We put Rosie in, can't go wrong with that. Take momma out and put Mal in."
"That's interesting." I say and she nods.
"Gotta go tell coach."
She hops off my lap and goes over to Cheney.
"It's gotta be Tobin." I tell Ali.
She chuckles as she shrugs.
"Maybe."
Evelyn's POV
Ma flicks the ball perfectly, I watch as the ball is coming, I jump. I get my head on the ball but I'm knocked down.
I turn my head to look and I hear the screams.
"Hey kiddo, you okay?" Kelley asks.
"I just need air. I got the air knocked out of me. That's it." I pant out.
"Are you sure you don't want to get checked on?"
"I'm okay just give me a second." I pant out.
"Sorry. That was me." Jessie says and I groan.
"You're buying drinks then." I grumble.
"No we said loser buys." I hear Jordyn say and I chuckle.
YOU ARE READING
Oblivious
Romance17 year old Evelyn Rodriguez gets called up to the national team after the team goes to watch one of her games. Evelyn without knowing catches the eye of Mal. The team immediately realizes it but Mal is denying her feelings and Evelyn well Evelyn is...
