Boy was I wrong. It got worse, there was even blood shed. Not once but twice.
The first was from Casey. He scraped his elbow badly when he dove for a ball. He didn't even notice until Patrick pointed it out. The referee didn't even notice to stop the game. Casey just simple rinsed it out with water and unrolled his sleeve to cover it up. He did it so fast that when the assistant referee did notice he insisted it was just a small scrape.
The second was no other than my little brother. The opponent came in high with a kick and his cleats hit right below his knee. The cut was so big that the blood dripped down to his sock. The referee did see this so he had to stop the game and bring in first aid.
The medic rinsed it out with water and sprayed what I assumed was disinfected of some kind. But the cut was so deep it wouldn't stop bleeding so they had to wrap a bandage over it.
So now there is about five minutes left, plus stoppage time, two players are injured and were are stilled tied 2-2.
Jess has done some great passes and there was a lot of close calls but the ball seems to refuse to go in the net. To make matters worse the bandage is slipping and bleeding. If the ref sees this he will make him get a substituted, which is bad news if they go to penalties to untie the game.
He need to fix it without making it obvious and without any of the refs seeing it.
"JESS TU RODILLA ESTA SANGRANDO OTRA VES!!!" Hopefully he remembers the little Spanish he learn in school and what we learned from grandma.
He seemed to understand and he quickly re sticks the bandage to prevent it from bleeding out again. He even rolled up his socks to cover most of it up. Good thing the referees didn't understand me or notice Jesse's sneaky moves.
"Wait what, you guys know Spanish? Smart idea too, the referee didn't look your way. He could be pulled out if he continues to bleed." He's confused I'm confused. Justin understands Spanish.
"Wait, you actually understood that. How?" I asked him now.
"My nanny growing up was fluent in English and Spanish. My parents told her to talk to me in Spanish, so I learned Spanish as well as English as I grew up. I can't read or write it though so that's a bummer, but I can speak it almost perfectly. How did YOU learn, and don't tell me you learn that in Spanish class that sounded really good." We'll I would of never guessed this from him.
"My grandma would force us to talk to her only in Spanish even though she knew English. I can't speak it fluently but I can say a few choppy sentences when needed. Jesse on the other had mostly understands, he has a harder time speaking it." All those family visit actually did play off.
"Okay that makes sense. I knew you couldn't learn those words in Spanish class. If Spanish class was anything like French class, you would only be able to say colors, numbers, greetings, and common everyday phrases like 'hola como estas mi nombre es Justin tengo 18 años. Me encanta el fútbol y my favorito color es azul. Me puede prestar su baño por favor, Gracias. Adiós tenga un buen día'. Oh and of coarse you learn all the food names." I was left shocked, he even had an Argentinian accent and everything.
"Justin yes you have a cool accent. 'Pero el acento español castellano siempre será mucho que mejor' so don't go around showing off." Chris thee Christian also knows Spanish, where have I been. He actually does have the cooler Spanish accent.
"Wow does anyone else know a second language that I need to know of. Or maybe a third langue in the case of Justin with Spanish AND French." I was dumbfounded I've known Chris for years and I've would of never guessed he knew Spanish, and Justin knowledge was even more shocking.

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The Dodging Game
Teen FictionIt's all started with a normal game of dodge ball and ended with a unforeseen victory. This once innocent game turned into a game of dodging emotion and feelings. Can one unforeseen win change Jasmine's life for the better or will the win cause he...