The Player's Daughter

Chapter 6

Here’s Chapter 6! Hope you enjoy!

~Rylee xx

               

                “Maguire, Dang it! You’ve got to dive for it! Dive! The ground will not eat you, I swear!” I heard my dad shouting as I made my way onto the soccer field. Typical Coach Riter.. “Simmons! Watch the cone! The idea is to miss them!” I shook my head and stifled a chuckle.

                “Hey guys,” I said to my friends, Anna Kate, Tara, and Kaitlyn, as I threw down my suddenly very heavy soccer bag. I pulled out my red, Nike Vapors and started tying them onto my feet.

                Kaitlyn pulled her long blonde hair into a ponytail while replying, “Cammei! Long time no see!” She flashed me a bright, white smile.

                “For real! No spring break practices really interfered with our hang out sessions!” Anna Kate, the typical tall, tan, Texan brunette told me.

                “Well, it was quite the spring break!” I told them as I finished tying my left cleat and started on my right.

                Tara tightened her shin guards and then smirked at me. “Ah, yes! I heard that the infamous Cammei Riter has finally been tied down!”

                “What?!” the other two girls shrieked. My dad looked over at us and shook his head.

                “Hurry up ladies! 5 minutes!” He instructed us before blowing his whistle at the boys’ team.

                “Who?” Kaitlyn questioned me, her light, blue eyes huge in wonder. “Is he a soccer man?”

                I slowly nodded my head. “Pretty hot if I must say so myself..” I glanced out onto the field just in time to catch Sam’s eyes as he looked at me. I smiled and looked back at the three bouncing teenagers in front of me. “That one, the new guy.”

                I saw them turn their heads and watched in amusement as all of their jaws dropped. “Daaayuuum!” Anna Kate said whilst standing up for a better view.

                “That booty,” Tara replied to no one in particular, yet we all agreed.

                “He’s my aunt’s best friend’s son. Who just so happens to be staying with us until his mom gets home from Rome.” I told them as I tugged on my black Nike pros.

                Kaitlyn, Anna Kate, and Tara all whipped their heads around to look at me at my response. “So your boyfriend is staying at your house?” One of them asked.