Quick Authors Note: Just a quick note to all the people who are just starting to read this story. If you want to review on just one chapter, I won't mind. I'm just saying this because when I read a story where there already halfway done I feel weird
Jace POV:
I was doing a couple of ball drills on the field. It was our normal Monday practice, and eighty percent of the guys were at some kind of party last night, so we were very sluggish and slow. A loud piercing whistle rang through the air, signaling time to go in. I shook it out of my head and ran to center field where I put one knee down waiting for the coach to start talking.
"Good job, boys. You had a great practice, for a Monday, now go wash up!" coach Morgensten said in his loud commanding voice.
The whole team got up and started walking to the locker rooms where we could rinse off to get ready for first period. Sebastian, walked up to me and we started talking about the team. When Sebastian asked a crazy question.
"Isn't this team co-ed? I mean aren't girls suppose to be able to play soccer with us?" Seb asked.
"Yeah, I think it's a co-ed team but why the hell do you care? Do you really think we need a couple girls dragging us down." I said looking at him skeptically.
"Just think about it, girls running around on the soccer field in their sports bra's and spankies, sweating." He said with a faraway look as if he was imagining it.
I just gave him a punch in the arm and rolled my eyes. But through the first half of my classes the question stole my attention.
Fifth period was gym. But since the only boys in fifth period gym were boys on the soccer team, we just practiced soccer.
We hearded into the locker room and changed, then went out to the field. It was early March but this year it was really warm and so we could go out to the field instead of being stuck in the gym.
The coach walked onto the field and told everyone just to warm up with whatever, then he walk over to the goal. Normally he would stay and yell at us for being to slow or something. He looked like he was arguing with a small figure next to him. I couldn't make out who it was, but it seemed like a pretty heated argument.
Clary's POV:
I was tired and hungry. The power went out in our new house, because the old owners told us they would only pay for two more months and it took longer than we thought to get our stuff packed and moved. Thanks to that event I woke up at 11:00. Normally I would be happy to sleep in, but this was my first day of my new school. I got dressed, skipped breakfast, and ran out to my little red pickup. The poor thing has been serving 15 years and is just about out of steam. Halfway to the school the little engine that could, couldn't. My mom and Luke were at their first day of work and wanted to make a good impression, so I just ran the rest of the way to school. By the time I got my schedule, map, and papers it was already lunch. I knew I was going to join the soccer team; it was co-ed so I could. My fifth period was gym, so I changed into my gym clothes, tied my hair up in a fat high ponytail and went to talk to the soccer coach. The coach, Mr. Morgenstern, was outside on the field setting up for his fifth period.
"Excuse me, Mr. Morgenstern." I said, he turned around to look at me. I was an initially intimidated by him, he was huge. Not fat, but broad shoulders and was probably seven-ish feet. Then here I am, standing a whole 5 feet off the ground. But I took my old coaches advice and got in a 'power pose.'
"Yes, how can I help you" he answered, in a sweet tone. It was kinda sickening, like I was going to ask him where the little girls room was because I was 'lost.'
I decided just to come out and say it "I want to join the Co-Ed soccer team."
He looked a little blown away at first but then let out a short but stern "No." He thought he was done with this conversation, so he turned around and went on his work.
"Can I hear that one more time?" I asked, blown away that he thought I was going to back away that easily.
"I said, no. As in No you can not join the soccer team." Still not turning to look at me.
"Oh, so I did get that part right. Why is that?" He turned to face me with a tense look. I had his full attention now. He looked like he wanted to roll me up and kick me as if I was a soccer ball But I didn't back down, instead I crossed my arms to signal that I was staying put.
He let out a sigh and tried to stare me down for a few minutes, but seeing as that didn't work he started talking. "I respect your persistence, but it's not happening. I have a great group of guys," emphasizing the word guys, "that have worked very hard and I'm going to lead them to the championship this year. We can't have a girl who will miss practice because her nail polish is chipped and had to get it fixed."
"But your team is Co-Ed, that means cooperative education. So you have to let girls on."
"I am fully aware what co-ed means, and I also know I don't have to let girls on." He let this sink in for a minute. I could feel a fire ignite, this was not going to end pretty. Mr. Morgensten also seemed to notice this fire and just caused one of his own to start, because I wasn't getting the message. Then we just went at it like two lion's fighting for territory.
I heard the bell ring in the distance but I saw this man crack just a little, I needed to keep this up. I saw a group of boys, I assumed were the soccer team, walk out of the school. The coach excused himself for a minute to talk to a guy who had gold hair. I could tell he was the play boy of this mansion. But I couldn't spot anything else, he was too far away. He let out a nod, than the coach stormed back my way. Setting my jaw I asked "And what are you going to tell the principal?" starting off where we left off.
"The exact same thing I said to the other girl that tried out, she sucked." he countered, calmly, as if he had been over this before.
"You haven't even seen me play!" I could feel my anger rising. If this was a cartoon I would have been blowing my top, my eyes would have gone pure red, and I would have steam coming out of my ears. I desperately wanted to pull the soccer goal he was leaning against out of the ground and beat him with it.
"I said no girls on the team, and that's final." He said as if I would actually give up, ha! But he seemed to find it necessary to turn around and start walking away. I needed to prove myself. "Coach,"My sentence was cut off by a low shout. "Heads up." I turned only to see a soccer ball flying towards my head. Millions of things ran through my head, the first one being what the hell! I knew that it I head bumped it; I could get a concussion so thinking fast I ran towards the goal post.
I heard a chuckle coming from all the boys and the coach let out a "See, all girls are horrible soccer players and are just scared of the ball." Than my foot connected with the pole and I used the force to vault myself off, I did a front flip in mid air, sticking out my foot just in time for it to come into contact with the soccer ball. The ball went flying back and hit a dark haired guy who I'm pretty sure was the one who kicked it. I landed gracefully on me feet and stood there with a smirk. That should have showed him.
