The Press household is filled with noise that day, as everyone started putting their things back in the multiple vans that came to get them to go to the airport, sent by US Soccer. With a lot of USWNT players staying in the household, and with kids with them, it was bound to be disastrous.
Everybody woke up an hour late so they were all running around, making sure everything was packed and they did not leave anything.
The doorbell rang and in came Santana with Josey wobbling behind her.
"I am here for the dog."
"BAMBI COME HERE, GIRL!"
"f-ffffuuuuuck. fuck fuck fuck."
Santana looked at Aquila shocked and watched her as she wobbled around the living room, holding her favorite soccer plushy, before making eye contact with the lens of the camera the office style.
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Christen sat on the couch, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"They have never stoped saying fuck ever since they learned the word."
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Christen went over and carried Akie, making sure that she was already ready.
"Akie, babe. Don't say that please."
Akie looked at her Mama confused. "No say word?"
"No please."
"But why?"
"Cause it would make Mama sad."
The 1-year-old's lower lip popped out, the thought of her Mama being sad makes her sad. "No Mama sad."
Ashlyn came into the room with Sloane and she looked at Akie before looking back at Sloane.
"Why can you speak like her?"
"ASHLYN, DON'T COMPARE SLOANE'S MILESTONE WITH THE TWINS!"
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Landing in New York, the group were immediately escorted to their rooms where they would drop their things off before having to go to various studios for interviews and photoshoots.
They all entered the first photoshoot and they couldn't help but smile at the jersey they handed Isabella, Christen, and Mitch.
I. PRESS
21
M. PRESS
22
C. PRESS
23
"You really chose 21 huh?"
Isabella shrugged and grabbed the jersey and taking off her shirt to put it on since she was up first. One of the photographers handed us smaller jerseys.
A. PRESS
24
D. PRESS
24
Ashlyn chuckled and looked at all of the other jerseys.
"Are you trying to complete the alphabet or something?"
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Michelle looked at Christen suggestively but Christen just looked away and shook her head.
"No, don't even think about it, Michelle."
"But whyyyy?"
"I mean of course we are having more children, I am open to that and I volunteered to carry the next, we all know that. But I feel like completing a soccer team is better than completing the whole damn alphabet, are you crazy?"
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They spent the next 30 minutes taking pictures individually and as a family, displaying the 5 stars proudly on their chest and the names on their backs. They went to various interviews, most of which they talk about going to the world cup and being part of the starting 11 as a couple and possible future projects.
The day finally ended and they decided to go to the restaurant nearby and have dinner there.
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The next day, they decided to go and have some bonding time as a family since they were not in New York as much as they would like to be. We dressed the twins into cute dresses, deciding on pitching polka dots and dandelion-ish color for Aquila and Floral and jeans for Diana.
They spent the whole day going around, Michelle showing her famous New York apartment where Scarlett Johansson usually goes whenever she needs stable wifi, going to various art displays, walking around Central Park and Times Square.
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"Mom said we used to live around here but I honestly was too young to remember that part of our lives."
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Michelle looked over at Isabella, who looked at the lights in amazement.
"Do you maybe want to live here again someday?"
Isabella looked over at her mother and shrugged.
"I don't know. I mean it's a pretty city and we all know I am kind of a city girl, but I feel more comfortable in Los Angeles ya know."
"Yeah, I get what you mean."
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After spending a few more days in New York, they were now on their way to Denver, Colorado, where they would be starting the Victory Tour.
Vlatko released the roster a few days ago and everyone has been buzzing around the fact that Isabella is part of the roster, but ever since then, Isabella hasn't been on her social media because she was scared of what other people will say. She decided to just hop into it again when they see why Vlatko picked her to be a part of the tea, despite her young age.
They all went down for the welcome meeting before dinner.
"So we all welcome a new fresh addition to the team. I mean it's gonna be no different than any other camp since she had been training with us for a long time now, but it's finally official. Isablle wouod you please come up here?"
Isabella stood up from where she is seated, which is with the younglings, and stood beside her Uncle Vlatko with a huge grin on her face.
"Hello everyone, I am Isabella Blaire Press, 16 years old, a forward and I look forward to hopefully getting to play with this team until my hair turns grey."
Everyone clapped, some whooped and some hollared as she took a big bow, before hugging Vlatko and going back to her seat where her friends continued to tease her.
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Today is their first game for this victory tour and everyone has been looking forward to seeing the eldest Press daughter to play on the pitch with her parents, freaking out when they saw her name as one of the substitute players with Vlatko deciding that it would not be a good idea to start her right now so Izzy wouldn't feel that much pressure.
It's not new for Isabella to sit on the bench, in fact, everytime there is a game this is where she sat, especially when Aquila and Diana were not born yet.
But with it being official, having her initials behind her back and having her own number ,this was something she wasn't used to.
She sat beside the twins, both if them also wearing their jerseys, earmuffs covering their ears because of the cold and the noise. They pointed out to the field and looked back at their older sister.
"Ate? Baww? Baww?"
"You wanna play with the ball Ki?"
Aquila nodded her head and started climbing down the bench, wobbling towards the ball beside Vlatko. Isabella picked Diana up and followed Aquila and the three of them started chasing the ball, making sure to keep the twins at their side of the field.
"Maybe all three of us could play on the national team together one day huh bubs?"
A bunch of fans started screaming when they noticed that it was the Press siblings that were on the field making Isabella look up and smile at them. She saw the rest of the team starting to come out of the tunnel for war, ups so she thought that it would be best to come back to them before they reach too far away.
"Come on buddies, let's go kick the ball with out Aunties."
The twins started full out sprinting, which is Isabella's normal walking pace so she just jogged beside her sisters and makde their way to their mothers.
Once Christen and Michelle noticed the giggling toddlers makimg their way towards them, they smiled and bent down to carry the hyper twins, Aquila going with Christen while Diana went straight to Michelle. They faced Isabella and grinned, noticing that there was a small strand of hair that got out from her ponytail.
"Are you excited? Your first cap."
Isabella hummed and nodded her head.
"Yeah, I just hope Uncle Vlad put all three of us on the pitch together, imagine how wicked it would be for three Presses to be on the field at the same time?"
"That would be amazing."
Their conversation was cut short when Vlatko blew his whistle, calling everyone in the USWNT over. They went back in the locker room for a few instructions before the starting 11 would have to fall in line under the tunnel which means Isabella is back on the bench.
The 16 year old took a deep breath to kind of put herself in the zone.
"Ate? Ate? Otay?"
She smiled at tne twins, who were looking at her concerned, and gave them her best beaming smile.
"Ate is okay lottle ones, just a little nervouse is all."
"Otay, pway wif baww?"
"Yeah, Mama and Mommy will play with the ball."
They watched as their parents went out to the field, with their Mom leading the line, wearing the captain armband. When the twins saw them, they started squealing and clapping, catching not only thier parents' attention but the team, Canada's team and the fans near the benches too, all cameras pointing at the siblings.
"MAMA MOMMY!!"
Christen and Michelle grinned, givung their little girls a small wave before turning their attention back as Canada's National Anthem started playing.
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"Good afternoon and welcome to the ESPN's coverage of the United States Women's National Team brought to you by Volkswagen. We are here, live at Dick's Sporting Goods Park her in Commerce City, Colorado where they would be facing against Canada to launch a 5 game Victory Tour in honor of the team's fifth World Cup Triumph. I gotta ask you Julie, what is something we will be looking out for for this match?"
"Isabella Press is someone we are more than looking out for, she is someone we are craving to see on the pitch this afternoon, for sure all eyes would be on her this match. I have seen her in action during training even before she was officially called up and she is an amazing, versatile player, with great chemistry with her teammates. Don't let her age and her innocent, adorable face fool you because that girl has skill. It's no wonder why Vlatko called her up this early.
"She gets to also play with her Mothers, which is always great."
"Yeah, I am really looking forward to seeing 3 Presses running around on the field, scoring goals and becoming the new Holy Trinity of Soccer."
"We took sight of the field while they were warming up and it looks like there are more than 3 Presses running on the field."
The monitor showed a video of Diana and Aquila running with their parents and sisters, trying to chase the ball during warm-ups.
"Aweee look at their little legs goooo."
"Hopefully there will come a time where we see all 5 Presses playing beside each other but with the age gaps, it might seem impossible."
"You'll never know John, we'll never know."
"Yeah, never say never."
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"Welcome back everyone, to the ESPN'S sports coverage of the United States Women's National Team brought to you by Volkswagen from Dick's Sporting Goods Park here in Colorado. Here is the starting 11 of the US, Michelle Press up top and leading with the team in today's match with her wife, Christen Press and then Megan Rapinoe, we also have Samantha Mewis, with her sister Kristie and then Rose Lavelle in the midfield. Becky Sauerbrunn in defense, our co-captain, with Kelley O’Hara, Crystal Dunn and Abby Dahlkemper and Alyssa Naeher in goal."
"This is one of the first times that we get to see an actual full stadium John."
"Yeah and I predict that this won't be the last."
"Okay the whistle blew and the ball is in play."
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"So far the US has lead of the possession of the ball, Kelley O'Hara, passing it to Megan Rapinoe who was not being defended."
"Yeah, I noticed the Canada team keeping their eyes on the wives out there."
"Yeah from our view here, there are like 3 defenders marking Michelle, which i don't think is a good idea for them to focus on just one player."
"It isn't. But they are marking the best player on the field so."
"Still not a smart play."
"Okay Megan Rapinoe sprinting dowm to the goal, passing it down to Abby Dahlkemper."
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"15 minutes into the game and either team is yet to score."
"But the game is relatively fast paced, the Canadian goalkeeper having to block 3 shots already, 2 of which is from Christen Press."
"She just really needs to find the right angle. "
"Speaking of which, here is Michelle Press sprinting down towards the goal, passing it towards Christen and GOALLLLLLL 95TH INTERNATIONAL GOAL!! ASSISTED BY HER WIFE!!"
"They are literally goals."
Christen ran towards Michelle who caught her mid air and they hugged each other in celebration.
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"ANOTHER GOAL BY THE PRESSES, THIS TIME BY MICHELLE!!"
"THE GOAT HERSELF!!"
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"Okay everything is going great so far and here we have Michelle Press, once again sprinting down to the goal post, looking for any teammate to pass the ball, making eye contact with co-captain Becky Sauerbrunn and she jumps and GOALLLL!!! BECKY SAUERBRUNN'S FIRST INTERNATIONAL GOAL ASSISTED BY HER CO-CAPTAIN, MICHELLE PRESS!!"
Michelle ran up to the defender and jumped on her, causing the Broon to chuckle.
"YOOOO BROOOO!! FIRST GOAL!"
"AND YOU ASSISTED!!!!"
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The whistle blew signalling the end of the first half.
"45 minutes in the books of the Victory Tour and so far the USA is leading with 3-0 at halftime. Christen Press opened up the scoreboard by the 15th minute followed by her wife Michelle Press and Becky Sauerbrunn, earning her first International Goal. Now we will be back right after this break."
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"Aaaaand we are back, with ESPN's coverage of the United States Women's National Team brought to you by Volkswagen from Dick's Sporting Goods Park here in Commerce City and so far we all leading with 3-0. The whistle just blew and the ball is in play."
USA Substitution:
21 Isabella Press - In
15 Megan Rapinoe - Out
USA Substitution
15 Emily Sonnett- In
05 Kelley O'Hara - Out
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Everyone watched as Megan Rapinoe hugged her Niece and Isabella Press jogged to her position on the field, high fiving her teammates along the way. She made eye contact with her mothers and she gave them a light nod.
At the side, Diana and Aquila sat beside their Aunt Ash and Aunt Pinoe as they watched everything on the field confused but ver enthusiastic because their older sister left them to go play on the field.
Diana looked up at the goalkeeper with a pout. "Pyay? I also pyay? Wif ate?"
"You could play with Ate Isabella later okay? 45 more minutes bud?"
"Fiyyve?"
"Yeah, let's just watch Ate play okay?"
"Otay."
Meanwhile on the field, everything was becoming more intense, especially with the new additinal player om the field. Isabella has been doing a good job at putting pressure on the defense line of the other team, giving them taunting looks as she sprints past them with the ball, eyes scanning the field for one of her mothers.
She saw Michelle free, since most of the defenders were focusing on her now, startled by the way she plays. She did a beautiful cross, which landed on her Mom's feet which she shot into the goal, zooming past the goal keeper's gloves.
She screamed and jumped on her mom, who spun her around and kissed her forehead.
"I am so proud of you mija."
"I love you so much."
"I love you too."
"HEY!! WAIT FOR ME!!"
They chuckled when they felt someone jumpmover them and they looked behind them to see that it was Emily Sonnett. She latched at the back of Isabella while the forward went to hug her Mama.
"I love you so much."
"I love you too, now let's go and kick more Canadian ass."
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"And there you have it folks, the end of the first match of this Victory tour, ending it with a beautiful score of 7-2, ome of which is a goal from Isabella Press, who had her debut this game where she also assisted one goal."
"The Holy Trinity graced us with their presence."
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Isabella sat in front of the camera with a huge grin on her face.
"Yup... I did that. What the fuck is life right now?"
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She looked around, going over to the box where Dinah said she would be. She tiptoed, trying to look for the tall Polynesian but once she didn't see her, she pulled out her phone to call her.
"Hey babes."
"Heyyy, where are you?"
"I'm in LA."
She stopped walked, putting her hand on her waist, looking at the field, ignorijg the sound of the fans calling for her.
"What do you mean? I thought tou were gonna be here?"
"Yeah I was, but I missed my flight."
"You could have told me, Mom would have sent the private jet over to you and shit. You know I was looking forward to you being here to support me."
"I know I-"
"You promised me Dinah."
"I know I'm sorry, I will make it up to you, your next game is in Chicago right?"
"Yeah."
"I promise I will be there."
"You promise?"
"Yes. When have I ever broke my promise."
"Bitch you promised to be here but your ass ain't here."
"That would be the last one... I promiseeeee."
"Okay."
Isabella ended the call and walked over to where her family is. Michelle gave her a worried look when she noticed the sad and irritation on her daughter's face.
"Where is she?"
"Apparently, LA."
She sat beside her on the bench, putting Diana down so she could wobble over to her Mama, who was talking to Tobin and Pinoe.
"What is going on between you two?"
"I mean we're not official, we're categorized in the talking kind of stage because ya know, my age and shit. But we also are committed to each other."
"Committed but not official, promising but not showing up. What the hell kind of relationship is that?"
Isabella sighed and leaned into her mom.
"I'm just giving her this one chance to redeem herself."
"She better not ruin this chance or Imma have to beat her ass."
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A/n: Dinah and Isabella drama. Also decided to add some advertisements and shit. It just amuses me LMAO 💀💀💀
ANYWAYYYS, we're heading into the direction I want it to go to.