The whistle was blown and the game resumed. The blue team, captained by someone called David, quickly got the ball and ran towards their goal. The boy dribbling it, Viola had identified as one of the fastest there. It was unlikely that any of the others would catch him.

Sure enough, despite the effort from the whole team, he slipped past them, until Viola and the goalie were the only weapons of defence they had. She began to run towards him, jogging at first, then building up the speed.

The players got closer and only when they were about three metres apart did Viola move slightly to the left. Niftily, as she passed him her right foot crept out and flicked the ball towards her. It was then caught by her left foot and within around three seconds Viola was away, the ball now in her possession.

She had done it! In the corner of her eye, Viola could see the stunned faces of the boys as she dribble down the pitch till she was within reach of the goal.

"Here!" came a similiar voice behind her left. With a slick, practiced action, Viola kicked the ball to the owner of the voice - Duke. He kicked the ball into the net,following the goalie with his angle.

GOAL!

The game continued for another forty-five mintues. In this time, Viola and Duke scored two goals. They were an amazing team. It was as though they knew exactly what the other was going to do before they did it.

"Wow, Vi. Where did you learn to play like that?" Although voiced by Toby, this was the question everyone was thinking.

"I began playing to annoy my mum. I was about six. Its also very enjoying to force your brother into goal and to use him as a target."Viola smiled at the fond memory.

"Can Sebastian play like that?" Duke asked, eager to gain someone with similar abilities for the team.

"Sebastian!" Viola laughed. "He is the worst soccer player in history. That's probably because I kicked all the joy out of it for him."

"Vi!" The shout came from up in the stalls. They turned to look.

"Sebastian!" He ran down to meet them. Viola hugged him, causing most of the team (apart from Duke, Toby and Andrew) to shoot him envious glares.

"Sorry. I only just got your text. Never send me a text like that again. That knowledge is not something I want to know." Everyone looked at them curiously.

"I have to put up with you talking about my friends. Why shouldn't I talk about yours?" They turned to face each other, beginning to get annoyed.

"I don't want to know that you think D- I mean one of my friends is 'so hot he should be a male model and that you would date him given the choice of Taylor Lautner,'" Sebastian air quoted.

"Do you think I want to hear that you like coming to see my soccer matches because you can see 22 hot girls running around in shorts and a t-shirt?"

"It's 21 girls because it's disgusting to think of you that way." He mimed throwing up.

"I don't think it's disgusting at all," Andrew interjected.

"Guys!" Duke interrupted. "Calm down. We were all going to go for pizza. Want to come?"

Viola and Sebastian removed their scowls and looked at each other. "I'm up for it if you are," Viola said.

"Cool. What time?"

"Meet at Cersarios at six?"

"Great," said viola. "I'll go get changed and meet you there," she told Sebastian. "Will you give me a ride, Duke?"

"Ummm sure," he reply, nervously.

"Bye, Sebastian." the rest of the team, and Viola, headed to the locker room.

"So," began Andrew, stretching his arm around Viola and leaving it to rest on he shoulder. "Which of Sebastian's friends would you date over Taylor Lautnor?"

I HAVE WRITER'S BLOCK! I'm really sorry.

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