I've gotten so bad at updating lately. I apologize.

The only time I have to update is on weekends, since I'm packed with homework every other day of the week. Not to mention that I type all my chapters at midnight since I'm usually busy during the day on weekends with personal plans... FWI, I'm typing this chapter at 1 am. That should prove my point.

Lame excuse, I know. But, anyway...

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Real quick, I just wanted to clear something up:

Puck does not know that Sabrina is a Grimm.

A lot of you assumed that he did because he overheard her on the phone when she said, "I hate being a Grimm." But, that doesn't necessarily mean anything. That would be the same as me saying that I hate being a Campbell (my last name is Campbell). Got it? I hope I don't have anyone confused. If you are, just PM me or let me know in a review.

Welp, enjoy your update! (:

~Chapter 5

Sabrina woke up with only one thought in her mind. Today was their first game, against a school called Friends Seminary.

As usual, Madison was already awake. As Sabrina had learned, she was an early riser.

"What time is it?" Sabrina asked, sitting up in bed.

Madison checked the time on her phone. "7:12s. We have practice out on the field until 8:15, and then we take the bus to Friends Seminary at 8:30. The game starts at 9."

Sabrina nodded, observing her friend's soccer uniform from across the room.

"I didn't get a soccer uniform yet."

"Go talk to Puck about that during practice," Madison said simply.

"Okay."

As soon as Sabrina stepped out of bed, she realized that there was no pain in her arms and legs- though there was still a slight soreness in her calfs. Even still, it was a much better improvement compared to yesterday.

"I can't believe Puck's stupid stretches actually worked," she muttered to herself.

"What?" Madison asked.

"Nothing," Sabrina mumbled. "Just...talking to myself."

"Ah. I do that when I'm nervous sometimes, too," Madison continued, completely oblivious. "But there's really no reason to be nervous, Sabrina. We beat this team every year."

Sabrina nodded in understanding, though she was much more excited than she was nervous. She searched through her drawers, until she finally stumbled upon a hoodie and shorts. She quickly put them on, as well as her knee socks, shin guards, and cleats.

"I'm ready," she announced.

"Took ya long enough," Madison said playfully. She grabbed the key to their dorm room out of her dresser and locked the door behind them.

...

Only a few of the players were out on the field, all dressed in their soccer uniforms. Sabrina felt slightly out of place, being the only person wearing regular shorts and a hoodie.

"Shall we stretch first?" Madison questioned.

"Might as well."

The two headed over to the far end of the field, sitting down on the cold grass. They began with touching their toes.

"So, how do you like the school so far?" Madison asked. It was a question that everyone always seemed to be asking her.

"It's nice..." Sabrina trailed off. She noticed that a figure, clad in the maroon soccer uniform was heading their way. She immediately recognized his tall build as being Puck.

"I have your uniform," he said to Sabrina, after he had reached them. "I forgot to give it to you yesterday."

Sabrina nodded, standing up. She dusted herself off. "Okay. I'll be back in a minute, Madison."

"Okay!"

Sabrina followed Puck until they reached the top of the field, where a teenager with circular glasses sat in the grass. Sabrina had seen him play out on the field before, but they hadn't become acquainted yet.

"I'm Peter," the boy said, holding out his hand. "I don't think we've been properly introduced yet."

Sabrina shook it. "I'm Sabrina."

"That's Julie's boyfriend," Puck explained after they were a ways-away. He opened up a long cardboard box.

"That's so cute," Sabrina said. "They seem like they would be a good couple."

"Well, they've been dating for a year."

"Really?" Sabrina asked. "A year?"

"Yup. Nerd-love lasts forever."

Sabrina grinned as Puck handed her the uniform: a pair of maroon colored shorts, and a maroon shirt, with a black single stripe running under the arm. On the front of the shirt, in big, black letters were the words: Brooklyn Heights. He then handed her a pair of black knee socks.

Sabrina flipped the shirt over. On the back, her last name was at the top of the shirt in black lettering. A number took up the rest of her shirt: 1.

She raised an eyebrow at Puck, who was observing her reaction to the new uniform. "You made me number one?"

Everyone on the team had a number on the back of their shirt, ranging anywhere from 1-30. Sabrina had automatically assumed that Puck would put himself as number one, since he was the team captain.

"Yeah, but don't let it get to your head."

"I wasn't planning on it," she said with a slight glare. "I just assumed that you'd be number one."

Puck showed her the back of his soccer jersey. His jersey said 2.

"Why did you make yourself 2, instead of 1?" She asked. She couldn't imagine someone like Puck settling for anything less than being first.

He shrugged. "First is the worst, second is the best."

Sabrina laughed. "Real mature."

Puck smirked.

...

After stretching and a quick scrimmage was over, it was almost time for the team to get on the bus. Sabrina quickly headed to the girl's locker room to change into her new uniform. After changing, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, rolling the shorts up a few times to make them less baggy. She smiled to herself.

It felt good to be wearing a soccer uniform again. Heck, it felt good to be on a soccer team again.

When she made her way back outside, the school bus had already pulled up. She ran the rest of the way to the bus, getting on and taking a seat next to Julie.

"Hi, Sabrina." Julie said happily.

"Hey."

Coach Adams sat at the front of the bus. As soon as the bus took off away from the school, he began calling out for everyone's attention.

"I'm going to announce everyone's position in the game today," Coach said. "Stick to that position only! That'll most likely be the position you play the entire game."

Sabrina listened closely, though she already knew she would be playing as a forward.

"Julie- midfielder

Declan- defender

Paris- midfielder

Peter- forward (right)

Brandyn- defender

Nancy- midfielder

Jake- goalie

Madison- midfielder

Rebecca- defender

Sabrina- forward (left)

Puck- forward (center)."

Peter and Puck were also playing as forwards, Sabrina observed. She would make sure to stay near them once they reached the other school.

"Everyone got it?" Coach asked.

The team excitedly shouted back in agreement.

With a sinking feeling in her stomach, Sabrina realized that as the bus got closer and closer to their destination, she became more and more nervous.

Sabrina hated being nervous.

She tried to ease her mind, telling herself that this team would be an easy win, according to Madison.

It didn't help. She didn't say anything for the rest of the ride.

As soon as the bus stopped in front of the school, everyone quickly made their way off the bus. Sabrina checked her phone: 8:45. They still had 15 minutes until the game started.

"You okay?" Nancy asked, catching up to Sabrina. "You don't look too good."

"Yeah, I'm just kinda nervous," Sabrina admitted.

"Well, you're new to the team, so I guess that makes sense," Nancy commented. "As soon as you get out on the field, you won't be nervous at all."

"I hope you're right."

Nancy grinned. "I'm always right."

Sabrina laughed. She looked at the school they were heading towards. She noted with satisfaction that Brooklyn Heights was a much better looking school than Friends Seminary, or whatever they were called. It was still a nice school, though. It looked like a mansion, with it's perfectly white painted walls. But Brooklyn Heights looked like a castle.

Sabrina took a deep breath, tossing her braided hair over her shoulder.

She could do this.

...

As soon as the group reached the soccer field, they set up their gatorade jugs and equipment across from where the other team was already set up. They were doing stretches. All the players on the other team wore white and dark blue uniforms.

Since it was an away game, most of the parents surrounding the field were parents of the opposing team. Only a few of the parents from her team had come, and Sabrina didn't feel as bad about her parents not showing up.

After the Brooklyn Heights team had gathered together, Rebecca, another player on the team, asked, "so, what's the game plan?"

Puck raised a question eyebrow at her. "The game plan?"

"Yeah, you know," Rebecca said. "What we should look out for during the game and stuff. Who the good players on the other team are..."

Puck shrugged. "There are no good players on the other team. The game plan is to win."

Jake suddenly cheered loudly, pumping his fist in the air and running off to the field. He then ran in the other direction, heading to the referee.

"Looks like Jake is doing the coin toss," Madison said with a laugh.

"He does this at every game," Nancy noted. "He's like a hyper seven-year old."

The rest of the group laughed, and watched from the sidelines as the coin was flipped up into the air, and landed back in the referee's hand. The ref' pointed to Jake, which meant that they had won the coin toss. The Brooklyn Heights team cheered, and began positioning themselves on their chosen side of the field.

As a forward, Sabrina stood at the front of their side of the field. Puck stood in the center, to her right. Peter was on the other side of Puck.

Puck headed to the center of the field, but suddenly turned around, motioning for Sabrina to follow him.

She stared at him dumbly. "What?"

He smirked. "Come do kick-offs with me."

What he had said had caught her off guard, and she turned around, as if expecting someone else to respond to Puck's request.

Puck laughed. "I'm talking to you, Grimm."

She blinked. "Oh. Okay."

Since their team had won the coin toss, Brooklyn Heights began the kick-offs, where two players from their team went face to face for the ball. In this case, those players were Puck and Sabrina.

Puck and Sabrina stood across from each other.

"You nervous?" he asked.

She smirked. "Nope. Are you?"

"I don't get nervous."

"It's true," Peter said, who was close enough to overhear their conversation. "He really doesn't get nervous."

"Well, I'm happy for you," Sabrina said to Puck sarcastically.

Puck shrugged. "Don't be jealous that I'm gifted."

Before Sabrina could retort, the referee placed the ball on the grass between Puck and Sabrina. He motioned for both of them to take a step back, before moving out of the center of the field.

The ref blew his whistle, and the game began.

Before Sabrina could realize what had happened, Puck had swooped the ball out from under her nose, and began dribbling it down the field. Sabrina rolled her eyes, before taking off after him with the rest of their team.

She watched in amazement as Puck raced by all the opposing players trying to stand in his way, before taking a fair shot to the goal. The ball sailed over the goalie's head, and into the net, all within the time span of 30 seconds.

Sabrina stared at him in amazement as the rest of her team cheered loudly. She had seen Puck kick the ball around during demonstrations, but she had never actually seen him in action during a game. He was good- no, he was amazing. No wonder he was so cocky.

She stood gaping at him, a hand placed on her hip as the rest of her team cheered around them.

"He's good, isn't he?" Peter said, practically reading Sabrina's mind.

"He's okay," she responded nonchalantly. "I've seen better."

Peter laughed. "You know that's not true."

"Okay, he's amazing," Sabrina admitted. "Why is he so good?"

"He's been playing for six years," Peter explained. "Apparently he was trained by a professional soccer player, or something."

"A professional soccer player? I bet that was expensive."

"Oh, it was," Peter said. "His mothers practically a millionaire, though. I've heard she has four different houses for every season of the year."

Sabrina laughed loudly. "That's ridiculous. What does his mom do for a living?"

Peter shrugged. "No one really knows. Puck doesn't usually mention his mother."

Sabrina found that odd, but refrained from saying so. "Why?"

"Family issues or something? I'm not sure," Peter said.

As standard soccer protocol, the ball was returned to the center of the field, where two players from the opposing team stood face to face, the ball positioned between them.

A playful glare from Nancy warned the two to stop talking, and Sabrina and Peter resumed their positions at the head of their side of the field.

As before, the whistle blew and the game started up again. A brunette girl on the other team started off with the ball and headed down the field, not bothering to pass it to any of her teammates.

Rookie mistake, Sabrina thought, before running up to the girl and swiping the ball out from under her feet. The girl made a small sound of defeat as Sabrina ran down the field, her fellow teammates running after her.

"Sabrina, I'm open!" Peter called out.

Easily swerving past the players on the other team, Sabrina waited until she was open, before powerfully kicking the ball towards Peter, who managed to dribble it away right before the kick was intercepted.

Sabrina took a moment to catch her breath as she watched Peter dribble the ball down the rest of the field, and shoot the ball into the goal and over the goalie's head, as though it were nothing.

Again, her team cheered, and Sabrina watched as the hope practically left the other team's eyes. In a way, she felt bad for them.

A few more minutes of the game had passed, with the Brooklyn Heights team winning by four points. Another player was subbed in for Sabrina, and she begrudgingly watched from the sidelines with other members of her team.

"I hate not being in the game," Sabrina said.

Rebecca nodded from beside her. "Yeah, it sucks. Not to mention that we don't even need sub-ins when we're playing against this team. They're way too easy."

"They are," Sabrina agreed.

"This is just the beginning though," Rebecca explained, taking a sip from her water bottle. "There's so many hard teams that we'll be playing this season. We'll be lucky if we make it to the championships this year."

"The championships?"

"Puck didn't tell you about it?" Rebecca asked, clearly surprised. At the blank look on Sabrina's face, she continued explaining.

"Basically, we'll play against every soccer team in New York during our playing seasons. The five best teams in NY get to go to a huge tournament in California for a week, where we stay in a hotel and stuff. The different teams are eliminated until the top two teams play against each other."

"What does the winning team get?" Sabrina asked. She was surprised that no one had mentioned this "soccer championships" to her before.

"Well, there's scouts all over the place, so possible college scholarships are involved," Rachel said. "If not, the winning team gets a huge trophy and prize money."

"How much money, exactly?"

Rebecca shrugged. "It changes every year. Last year, the winning team got $10,000."

Sabrina's eyes went wide. "Seriously?!"

Rebecca grinned. "Yup! With $10,000, we'd each get... Peter, how much money would we each get?"

Peter, who Sabrina had not noticed until he had been summoned, did a quick mental calculation.

"Well, we have eleven players, and four subs, so that would be about $650 each," he said after a moment.

"Crazy, right?" Rebecca said, reading Sabrina's facial expression. "And get this: the whole thing is aired live on TV."

"It's not live," Peter corrected. "But it is shown on TV."

Rebecca gave him a playful glare, and he shrugged in response.

"Why didn't anyone tell me about this?" Sabrina asked.

Rebecca and Peter shrugged simultaneously.

"I assumed that Puck would've told you from the beginning," Peter said.

"Same," Rebecca added.

"Anyway, have you guys ever made it to championships?" Sabrina asked.

"Yeah, last year we made it," Rebecca said. "We would've won the entire tournament, too."

"Why didn't you?"

"We got the second place title. We lost to Whitestone Academy last year," Peter said.

"I've never heard of that school before," Sabrina responded.

"Good. You don't need to," Rebecca said simply. "Not until we play against them, at least."

"Oh, so I'm guessing they're your sworn enemies, or something," Sabrina offered.

"Yeah, pretty much," Peter said. "We've had problems with them since day one."

"Why?"

Rebecca and Peter shared a look.

"They play dirty," Rebecca said after a moment. "That's the only reason that we've lost to them the past two years."

By the look on their faces, Sabrina could tell that there was more to the story than her two teammates were revealing, but she didn't pry. She could always ask Puck later.

...

The soccer game quickly continued, and by halftime the score was 5-2, with Brooklyn Heights in the lead. By the end of the game, the score was 6-2.

No one was surprised that they had won. It was obvious from the beginning of the game.

"You did pretty good, for a first timer," Jake said, as everyone filed onto the bus to go back to their own school.

Sabrina laughed. "Thanks."

"...But, there are a few things you need to work on."

She glared at him, and he returned her gaze with a slightly intimidated one.

"Don't listen to him," Madison said, squeezing herself between Sabrina and Jake. "You did great. Since this is was your first game, you're officially a member of the Brooklyn Heights soccer team."

Sabrina smiled. "Looks like it. This match was too easy, though."

Jake smirked. "I didn't even sweat."

"That's because the other team only made two goals," Madison said pointedly. "You barely had to do anything."

Jake only shrugged at her comment, but as soon as Madison turned to face Sabrina, he hurriedly made multiple obscene gestures behind her back.

Ignoring Jake, Sabrina continued.

"If every team we play against is this easy, we can definitely make it to championships."

Jake snorted. "This game was a joke."

"He's right," Madison said. "We'll be playing against harder teams this year. Much harder."

So, I think that's a pretty good place to end for now. My chapters are getting longer! Yay! ^^

Again, I apologize for my lack of updates! Next, I'll be updating TEG, and then JNWC.

If I don't update this story in the next three weeks, I give you all permission to spam me with annoying emails, telling me how much I need to update. XDD

QotD: How's everybody holding out during Hurricane Sandy? My powers gone out a couple times, and the wind and rain is loud and annoying, but besides that, I'm lucky enough to be fine.

Everyone stay safe!

~Anastasia