Greetings English-speaking readers; I bring you a new chapter today. The previous chapter in this language had a few grammatical defects, defects that in this chapter I will try to correct. Any review you do to me, I will answer in private.

one

That afternoon was cloudy. Too cloudy; although of course, no climatic mishap would prevent Lynn Loud Jr. from exceeding his own limits due to several workouts he had previously been doing, taking his body to the extreme. Nothing in this world could satisfy the desire that Lynn possessed in herself of being number 1 and leaving the rival in ridicule, much less a climate interception.

2 days. Only 2 days were left before Lynn's team, led by herself, participated in the great soccer competition in Michigan County. If their team, which was called "La Liga de las Femininas" won, they could access the national competition without any problem, and become internationally famous due to the media whether newspapers or newscasts from other countries. More for the fame and the countless riches that they could receive, the athletes did everything within their reach for passion and dedication; but in addition to that to silence the mouth of the machistas that you think that the "beginners" are useless as far as the sports field is concerned.

two

The school inside was totally empty. Since those were the last days of the first trimester, the professors had to pass final grades so that everyone had gone straight to their respective places to work better, and speaking of the students, evidently they had already retired, some happy of life , others with depressing faces. Now the school inside was completely empty, there was only the Lynn football team which trained on the school playground, and the goalkeeper responsible for closing the institute which rested in the stands of the gym while listening to music with headphones.

That was the last day they had to practice, so Lynn Loud would be triple strict with his team. But if viewed from another perspective, it was for the physical good of his team, but Lynn went overboard. He spent a lot. On the court were the friends of Lynn and Fransisco who only attended to give moral support, but due to the insistence of the girls, I agree to play. Jordan, Stella, Cristina, Paula, Lynn and Francisco were with one knee on the floor. Three members on the left, three on the right.

We will repeat the dynamic that has been suggesting us, right? "I try Stella involved who understands every detail of what Lynn said."

-So is. Subdivided formation "Lynn announced, and immediately all the players who were already with one knee on the ground and a defiant countenance, rose as if they had a lightning bolt."

Honoring the strategy formulated by Lynn, the players split mixedly without any order in 2 groups with 3 players. This in order to polish defects in the group, strengthen ties of friendship, know how to work together with X partners, and recreate strategies with different people just in critical moments.

"Wait a second." —Noto Paula while using his crutch to propel himself through the air and kick the ball towards the opposing team. Why don't we get an archer? After all, nobody is protecting the goal on any of the teams. He pointed to the two goals of the court.

"It's part of my Paula strategy." —He passes the ball to his partner Jordan, who had already started running towards the goal of his rivals. , we must fend for ourselves. We must act on our own and run to the goal to avoid the goal in time.

"I'm going to the subway, I'm going to the subway." I am fast, I am the best. —The blonde repeated herself to give herself more confidence. I'm going to put it in. His gaze was only fixed on Stella who was right in front of the goal. His eyes focused on only Stella. That was his mistake.

The ball rolled down gently on Stella's feet which she passed to Crisitina. He is receiving the ball back to where his opposing team was to score. Jordan had fallen to the floor, apparently why a certain rich girl had gotten his foot in between causing that "accident." The blonde scratched her knee, was bleeding a lot. Francisco realized that he cared a lot for Jordan, he was low on defense and went to help his friend leaving Lynn alone.

Cristina went through the air to Paula, she finally did things well intercepting the ball in the goal as Francisco was the "goalkeeper" scoring the victory for the subdivision of Paula, Jordan and Stella.

Lynn was super angry.

3

"What was that, Francisco?" Why do you leave the goal? "I scold angrily."

Hey? Literally, try to help Stella, show concern. "I had Stella clinging to him."

"Piety doesn't matter on the field." "I lost my temper slowly."

"So the safety of your friends doesn't ... Doesn't matter?" Cristina interfered somewhat melancholy.

- Of course not! What matters is winning. Count what it costs! "Lynn refuted."

The players exchanged glances, then looked at Lynn with a frown.

"Do you know what, Lynn?" He acquired the word Stella. "You are disgusting of a person!" "There is a groan of surprise from those present. "What would you do if we told you that ... We pretended to be your friends just because you were good at sports and opened great doors in our careers?" Ha! Do you think that ... We would walk with someone as coarse and rude as you for personal pleasure? Please. Don't be so dumb.

For some reason, Lynn Loud, who was looking in the opposite direction behind everyone's backs, no longer issued a word. I was totally silent.

-What happened? "Stella was defensive." "Do you know it's the truth and you're going to retire, bitch?"

"It will take back what you told me." I only warn. "He issued a bit melancholy but exercising some authority."

-Or what? What will you do to me? Hit me to death ..?

"Yes!" Instantly, Lynn turned her gaze at high speed and ran towards Stella with obvious intentions, her knuckles burning with the magnitude with which she clenched her fists. This is what you deserve!

Stella threw herself into the grass with a deep face of fear, not knowing what to do. He knew what destiny held for him and yet he took a risk. But I couldn't accept being humiliated, much less hurt.

In those few remaining fragments of "healing" he closed the garlic and grabbed whatever was in his environment. When he felt a touch, he grabbed it without knowing what it was, and threw it at Lynn. I don't hear anything, only that Lynn's body had fallen to the floor.

When he opened his eyes, he was horrified, he looked at the rest of his teammates and everyone took the initiative to run from there and let time reveal the truth.

Lynn had been hurt by a rake embedded right in her stomach. Blood began to drain.

The next day, Lynn's body was found, they called the Loud residence and only one person answered. Both the principal and the family member agreed to take her to a hospital.

4

- Is it important to know what your friends and their social environment were like? "I curate an officer."

-So is. "Patrick confirmed." "We must recognize the behavior of the people with whom he walked." Please Lynn, proceed.

To be continue.