Soccer
I am a very big soccer player. Although, I am not that old, I am only 12-years-old, and most of you are older, I enjoy to write a lot, and I am working very hard to get an Exchange to Japan when I get older. (Yes, this has something to do with the plot) I've been told a lot in my life, I'm too young, being the youngest of three daughters. When I was 8, my sisters started to fight, and my get away was drawing, and climbing trees, well, after I climbed the tree in my front yard, and fell out, I broke both of wrists. I couldnt climb trees anymore, so I had drawing, and the TV. But, the relaitionship beteween my family, and my sister grew very thin, and when I 11, she ran away for good, and I sunk into a pretty hard depression, and stopped taking care of myself. I wouldnt bother washing my hair, and all that, and I wouldnt eat. That was the year my dad re-enrolled me in soccer, and I found a way of getting my anger out. Nobody can quite bott the ball like me... I have a special kick, one that comes from life. It goes where I want it, and it goes far. ^_^ But, thats enough about my life, so here my story about Soccer, and the Digidestined.
~ Jade-Chan, AKA, Kathryn "Moo-Moo" Bradley.
"Daisuke! Pass the ball!" A boy screamed.
"No way, man! I'm on a --" A defence player tripped Daisuke flat on his face.
"Roll?!" The defence man asked, laughing away.
"Shut up! Man, we're kicking your teams butt!" He said.
"Look again, we're tied! As you sit here mummbling away about how much you suck, your teammates are trying to play a game of soccer!" He pointed out, as the other team shot the ball into the net. "Shooosh!" The defence man said, and put his hands in the air.
"Grr... we'll beat you!" He said angrly.
"So, you lost by three points?" Taichi said, and mocking voice.
"Shut up!" Daisuke hollered. "I'm only 13! Not 17!" He said with anger speaking for him.
"When I was 13, if I missed a soccer game, we'd lose!" Taichi said. Daisuke, with smoke coming out of his ears, walked off.
He found himself at the Soccer Hall in Toyko City Hall. As we walked by looking at pictures of winning teams.
As he walked by, there was picture of a girl. She had very pretty blonde hair, done up in a bun, with lots of pretty butterfly clips, and beautiful full lips, that shone from her pretty lip gloss, and beautiful blue eyes, and blue eyeshadow to match it.
"Wow," He said looking at her beauty. "Shes... beautiful..." he stuttered, and then looked at plaque underneath her picture.
iAnastaisa Kwung. Main defenceman, and Stricker on the International Rep Turnament. Anastaisa saved two goals, and got the winnning goal, to make her team the #1 girls team in all of Japan/i
"Whoa... damn... shes good..." He looked up the rest of the pictures, but she wasnt there. "I guess she moved... hmph..."
At school the next day...
"Look at that girl... dressed all in black!" Hikari pointed to a girl.
"Oh, that chicky. Everyone calls her Angst Chick... I think her names Ann, or Ana, something like that..." Miyako said, eying the Gothic Girl.
"How depressing... having black hair, black eyes, and back clothes... she must get hot..." Takeru said. The girl walked up the stairs, and stright into their classroom. "Ands shes aparently in our class..." He said, follow her route to their class lockers.
As the group of four walk in, she was opening her locker... heck! She even had black nails. She opened her locker, and then her bag. She taped up a few pictures of rockbands, and one of a soccerball.
"You like soccer, ne?" Daisuke asked. She gave him a burning look, and walked into class. Hikari giggled.
"If looks could kill!" She said, and Daisuke played dead.
"Motomiya Daisuke," Mr. Fujiyama said, looking at the purple haired boy, laying on the floor.
"Yessir..." He said, getting up off the dirty floor. "I was just sleeping! I'll get the class sir!" He said, laughing, carrying his books into his class.
"Hurry up kids!" Mr. Fujiyama said. (Hey! He has a hard job! ~_^)
During class, Daisuke looked over, at the Gothic Girl, and smiled once. She looked over with a sincer look on her face, but then it turned flat, as she gave him the finger.
"Uhh... ermmm... OK..." Daisuke said turning back to his work.
The next Night...
The girls soccer try outs were at the complex feild, and Taichi and his immature friends where watching the older girls, running, and doing drills, and bending over.
"Woo! Look at her... I like big butts and I cannot lie!" Taichi joked, but one girl grabbed his attention.
"Get your tongue in ass," She smacked him over the head with her soccer bag.
"OW!" Taichi said grabbing his head. "Hey, honey, you're looking fine too!" he said that, even though she was about Hikari's age.
She grunted at him, and then horked on his face.
"Kawaii, ne?" She walked down the younger girls try outs.
"Hey! Its Angst Chick!" they heard some laughing, as Taichi wiped the spit off his face.
"Well... Gothic Girl cant take a joke," he said.
Well into the practises, Taichi and his friends eyes were back on the Under 19 girls, when gasping was heard. He looked over, and the Gothic Girl pounded a ball into the goals gut. She must of slamed it pretty good, because the goal grabed her stomuch, and spit up a little. She broke into tears.
"Holy shit," One of Tai's friends said. "That girls got a foot..." He said. The Coach began to yell at her. She looked him in the eyes, and gave him the finger, and shot another ball into the net.
Night-after-night, as other compatitors were get kicked off, she made it to the rep team.
Taichi watched everynight, as she hammered the ball into the net. With her black shirt, shorts, and hair, she was easyist to see, until it became dark.
"You know what, I forgot to tell you," Hikari said one night at the dinner table."We got a new girl!" She said, and took a nibble of her dinner. "Shes weird."
"Hikari!" Her mother said.
"No really... shes a Goth! Serously... she dresses in black, her hair's black, her eye's are black, I mean serously... shes freaky... she gives everyone the finger, and she hasnt said a word!" Hikari continued eatting her supper.
"Shes an kick--" Taichi's mother gave him a stern look. "Butt... soccer player! She is! I've seen her play... shes playing tonight, call Daisuke, and tell him to come along, and we'll show him some real soccer!"
And they did just as Taichi said, and they meant at the complex fleids. There was the girl.
"That chick, what could she know about playing soccer?" He asked, not perplexed at all.
"Just watch..." Taichi said. The girl took two steps back, and hammered the ball into the net. "Shoosh..." Taichi said in a mocking voice,
Well... this Angst Chick had some real skill, and Daisuke desided to talk to her.
"Hey... Ann...?" He wasnt sure what her name was.
"Ana." She corrected. Daisuke blushed.
"Ana... do you do training?" He asked. Ana stopped tying up her bag.
"Listen, I have to stop playing soccer all together... bad knee... I ingered it last night, practising." Daisuke couldn't believe it, but when he looked down at, it was all black and blue, but there was something else, it was a scar.
"Whats the scar from?" He asked. Ana looked down at her scar.
"It doesnt' matter," She grabbed her bag, and left.
I am a very big soccer player. Although, I am not that old, I am only 12-years-old, and most of you are older, I enjoy to write a lot, and I am working very hard to get an Exchange to Japan when I get older. (Yes, this has something to do with the plot) I've been told a lot in my life, I'm too young, being the youngest of three daughters. When I was 8, my sisters started to fight, and my get away was drawing, and climbing trees, well, after I climbed the tree in my front yard, and fell out, I broke both of wrists. I couldnt climb trees anymore, so I had drawing, and the TV. But, the relaitionship beteween my family, and my sister grew very thin, and when I 11, she ran away for good, and I sunk into a pretty hard depression, and stopped taking care of myself. I wouldnt bother washing my hair, and all that, and I wouldnt eat. That was the year my dad re-enrolled me in soccer, and I found a way of getting my anger out. Nobody can quite bott the ball like me... I have a special kick, one that comes from life. It goes where I want it, and it goes far. ^_^ But, thats enough about my life, so here my story about Soccer, and the Digidestined.
~ Jade-Chan, AKA, Kathryn "Moo-Moo" Bradley.
"Daisuke! Pass the ball!" A boy screamed.
"No way, man! I'm on a --" A defence player tripped Daisuke flat on his face.
"Roll?!" The defence man asked, laughing away.
"Shut up! Man, we're kicking your teams butt!" He said.
"Look again, we're tied! As you sit here mummbling away about how much you suck, your teammates are trying to play a game of soccer!" He pointed out, as the other team shot the ball into the net. "Shooosh!" The defence man said, and put his hands in the air.
"Grr... we'll beat you!" He said angrly.
"So, you lost by three points?" Taichi said, and mocking voice.
"Shut up!" Daisuke hollered. "I'm only 13! Not 17!" He said with anger speaking for him.
"When I was 13, if I missed a soccer game, we'd lose!" Taichi said. Daisuke, with smoke coming out of his ears, walked off.
He found himself at the Soccer Hall in Toyko City Hall. As we walked by looking at pictures of winning teams.
As he walked by, there was picture of a girl. She had very pretty blonde hair, done up in a bun, with lots of pretty butterfly clips, and beautiful full lips, that shone from her pretty lip gloss, and beautiful blue eyes, and blue eyeshadow to match it.
"Wow," He said looking at her beauty. "Shes... beautiful..." he stuttered, and then looked at plaque underneath her picture.
iAnastaisa Kwung. Main defenceman, and Stricker on the International Rep Turnament. Anastaisa saved two goals, and got the winnning goal, to make her team the #1 girls team in all of Japan/i
"Whoa... damn... shes good..." He looked up the rest of the pictures, but she wasnt there. "I guess she moved... hmph..."
At school the next day...
"Look at that girl... dressed all in black!" Hikari pointed to a girl.
"Oh, that chicky. Everyone calls her Angst Chick... I think her names Ann, or Ana, something like that..." Miyako said, eying the Gothic Girl.
"How depressing... having black hair, black eyes, and back clothes... she must get hot..." Takeru said. The girl walked up the stairs, and stright into their classroom. "Ands shes aparently in our class..." He said, follow her route to their class lockers.
As the group of four walk in, she was opening her locker... heck! She even had black nails. She opened her locker, and then her bag. She taped up a few pictures of rockbands, and one of a soccerball.
"You like soccer, ne?" Daisuke asked. She gave him a burning look, and walked into class. Hikari giggled.
"If looks could kill!" She said, and Daisuke played dead.
"Motomiya Daisuke," Mr. Fujiyama said, looking at the purple haired boy, laying on the floor.
"Yessir..." He said, getting up off the dirty floor. "I was just sleeping! I'll get the class sir!" He said, laughing, carrying his books into his class.
"Hurry up kids!" Mr. Fujiyama said. (Hey! He has a hard job! ~_^)
During class, Daisuke looked over, at the Gothic Girl, and smiled once. She looked over with a sincer look on her face, but then it turned flat, as she gave him the finger.
"Uhh... ermmm... OK..." Daisuke said turning back to his work.
The next Night...
The girls soccer try outs were at the complex feild, and Taichi and his immature friends where watching the older girls, running, and doing drills, and bending over.
"Woo! Look at her... I like big butts and I cannot lie!" Taichi joked, but one girl grabbed his attention.
"Get your tongue in ass," She smacked him over the head with her soccer bag.
"OW!" Taichi said grabbing his head. "Hey, honey, you're looking fine too!" he said that, even though she was about Hikari's age.
She grunted at him, and then horked on his face.
"Kawaii, ne?" She walked down the younger girls try outs.
"Hey! Its Angst Chick!" they heard some laughing, as Taichi wiped the spit off his face.
"Well... Gothic Girl cant take a joke," he said.
Well into the practises, Taichi and his friends eyes were back on the Under 19 girls, when gasping was heard. He looked over, and the Gothic Girl pounded a ball into the goals gut. She must of slamed it pretty good, because the goal grabed her stomuch, and spit up a little. She broke into tears.
"Holy shit," One of Tai's friends said. "That girls got a foot..." He said. The Coach began to yell at her. She looked him in the eyes, and gave him the finger, and shot another ball into the net.
Night-after-night, as other compatitors were get kicked off, she made it to the rep team.
Taichi watched everynight, as she hammered the ball into the net. With her black shirt, shorts, and hair, she was easyist to see, until it became dark.
"You know what, I forgot to tell you," Hikari said one night at the dinner table."We got a new girl!" She said, and took a nibble of her dinner. "Shes weird."
"Hikari!" Her mother said.
"No really... shes a Goth! Serously... she dresses in black, her hair's black, her eye's are black, I mean serously... shes freaky... she gives everyone the finger, and she hasnt said a word!" Hikari continued eatting her supper.
"Shes an kick--" Taichi's mother gave him a stern look. "Butt... soccer player! She is! I've seen her play... shes playing tonight, call Daisuke, and tell him to come along, and we'll show him some real soccer!"
And they did just as Taichi said, and they meant at the complex fleids. There was the girl.
"That chick, what could she know about playing soccer?" He asked, not perplexed at all.
"Just watch..." Taichi said. The girl took two steps back, and hammered the ball into the net. "Shoosh..." Taichi said in a mocking voice,
Well... this Angst Chick had some real skill, and Daisuke desided to talk to her.
"Hey... Ann...?" He wasnt sure what her name was.
"Ana." She corrected. Daisuke blushed.
"Ana... do you do training?" He asked. Ana stopped tying up her bag.
"Listen, I have to stop playing soccer all together... bad knee... I ingered it last night, practising." Daisuke couldn't believe it, but when he looked down at, it was all black and blue, but there was something else, it was a scar.
"Whats the scar from?" He asked. Ana looked down at her scar.
"It doesnt' matter," She grabbed her bag, and left.