Chapter 55

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I didn't get a letter today. Or yesterday. It was slightly unnerving but I didn't have time to really focus on it with all that's been happening. We've been training heavier for the FA Cup matches and when we're not training its recovery or team bonding.

"Mead-van de Donk-Roord-Adair house! You've got mail!" Katie shouted letting herself in. "Why'd you have to yell about it?" I grumble closing my eyes again. I was napping on the couch while Daan was watching something on TV. "Where do you guys want it?" She asks leaning over the couch. I open my eyes giving up on sleep and look up at her. Daan takes the mail and flips through it.

"Here you are London, no return address, weird," She says tossing it to me. I take it and look at the envelope. "Dammit," I whisper. "Bad news?" Katie asks sitting next to me. "Nope. What are you here for Katie? I'm not complaining, but why?"

"I got bored and wanted to see my favorite American!" She says hugging me. "Now what's the real reason, Katie?" Daan asks. "Wow, Daan. Really?" I ask. "I need a favor."

"What is it?" I ask her. "I'm trying to prank Kim and I need-"

"I'm not helping you with that," Daan said cutting her off. "Me either, you're on your own for Kim. Pick someone else and you've got me," I say siding with Daan.

"Fine, Leah."

"Fine, what are we doing?" Daan asks. "Knew you gals would come around. So, I already have a plan we just need to adjust it for Leah."

"Why did you think pranking Kim was a good idea?" I interject. "Because she wouldn't be expecting it!"

"She would kill you, Katie," I point out to her. "I think she'd get over it."

"Just tell us the plan Katie," Daan says.

"Leah's going to kill you," Jordan says the next day at training. Leah had stopped by the physio's to get her hamstring checked on and Jordan had come ahead. We had replaced her spot in the locker room with a Chelsea training kit and swapped her boots for ones that had Tottenham written on them. Her real things were hidden in a storage closet in a box labeled 'Leah's Things'. "I reckon she'll get over it."

"Hey, Jord! Do you have today's schedule?" Leah asks coming into the locker room. "On the board Leah, where it always is," I remind her going back to my locker area to grab my boots. "Who did this?" She asks dropping her bag on the chair. "No clue, it was here when I got here," Jordan says. "Daan, who did this?" She asks going down the line."

"Why would I know Leah?" She asks looking up from her phone. "Lisa! Is she here yet?" Leah asks. "Nope, her and Viv are always late, it shouldn't even be a question Leah," I call over to her. "London! You wouldn't happen to know who swapped my training kit?" She asks putting an arm around me. I brush it off and smile. "Not a clue, you should definitely wear it though." She gives me one of her murderous glares and goes off to find someone else to interrogate.

"When did you get so good at lying?" Beth whispers to me. "Do you really have to ask given your knowledge of my past?" I whisper back. "Right. Sorry."

"Katie!"

"Leah I didn't do it!"

"Tell me where my kit is!"

"It's hanging up!"

"It says, Chelsea! Last I checked we played for Arsenal!"

"Jordan, go help your girlfriend," I whisper to her on the way onto the pitch with Jill.

"We're not dating London," She mutters, going to stop Leah's rampage nonetheless. "They're definitely dating," I tell Jill. "Obviously," She agrees. "Do you think people say that about us?" I whisper. "Probably not, we do a good job hiding it," She says. "Leah and Jordan think that too!"

Leah walked out in an Arsenal training kit with her regular boots with a disappointed Katie. "You told her?" I ask Katie while we warm up. "She didn't give me a choice. You know those glares she's got!"
"You've got them too!"

"You liar London!" Leah yells picking me up and spinning me. "Leah!" I shout laughing. "Was Katie's idea though right?" She asks quietly. "Hundred percent. Was planning on doing it on Kim, had to talk her down," I explain. "So logically I was next," She concludes sarcastically. "Knew you'd understand mate!"   


There were more pictures this time, a collection of moments from the past two days. Grabbing lunch with the girls, walking up the steps to the flat, driving, you name it. 

"London, can I come in?" Jill asks knocking on the door. "Yep, close the door."

"Are these the pictures?" She asked picking one of them up. "Yep, from the past 2 days."

"How?"

"No idea, it's a pain in the ass to deal with though. This one came with a letter again." I handed her the paper with the message and she set it down after reading it. "London."

"It's time to take this to my lawyer," I agreed. "I'll tell her tomorrow."

"Good, it's out of hand now."

"Yeah, it is."


London

I'm taking it to my lawyer

Leila

Good

Why the change of heart though?

London

It's gotten out of hand

One of my housemates knows now too

Leila

Make sure when you sue you point out the fact that the person invaded multiple people's privacy, your teammates, anyone involved

Make their pockets hurt

London

Great advice Leila

Leila

I have the best advice ever, ask any of my teammates

London

Any of them? Aren't you teammates with Alexia Putellas???

Leila

Is there a letter?

What does it say?

London

I see how you ignored me

And yes, I'll send a picture of it

Leila

Okay, I have to go in a few, Mapi is yelling at me for not paying attention to her

London

You poor thing.

Here's the letter for when you're free again:

IT WOULD BE A SHAME IF YOUR PARENTS WERE BAILED OUT OF JAIL. ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU SEEM SO HAPPY WITH THEM GONE. DO YOU NOT HAVE ANY REMORSE FOR ALL THE PAIN AND SUFFERING YOU HAVE CAUSED? THIS IS YOUR ONLY WARNING: FREE YOUR PARENTS OR FACE THE CONSEQUENCES

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