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Tris POV.

The worst part of playing soccer is, that sometimes you need to choose it over your social life. And it's not always your social life understands that, I lost count on how many times I've got into arguments with my friends because I couldn't go to a party. But this time it's different, because this time it's my boyfriend's and my best friend's birthday party. I really don't want to disappoint them, but I can't let my team down either. Since I am the only keeper, they would probably lose the match without me.

"Coach, I was wondering if it was possible to find another keeper for the game Saturday?" I ask as I catch up with her after practice.

"You can't just let down your team, Tris"

"Seriously? In 7 years I have only missed ONE game. Can't you at least look after another keeper, just try?" I plead, she looks at me up and down for a moment.

"Okay, I will try. Is this because of a boy?" She asks with a little smile tucking on her lips.

"Yeah, I guess it is. It's his birthday party"

"First time I've seen you choosing boys over soccer, he must be really special" She says giving me a knowing look.

"Yeah, he really is special" i say and walk away. To my surprise Tobias is waiting for me at the parking lot, leaning against his car.

"What are you doing here?" I ask when i reach him, i stand up on my tiptoes to plant a kiss on his lips. Which he happily returns.

"Well, I am going over to Christina to plan the birthday party... Not that I am going to have a say in any of it, but since i know that it will be boring as hell... I thought that i could bring my own entertainment" He says, opening the car door for me. I cross my arms over my chest.

"And I can't go home to take a shower and change my cloths first?" I say climbing in the passenger seat. He taps his chin, pretending to think about it.

"Hmmm... No" With that he flashes me a smirk and slams the door shut.

"You want to make a bet?" I ask as we drive over to Christina's.

"Sure, hit me"

"The first thing Christina says when she opens the door, is something rude about what I'm wearing. 5 bucks" I say extending my hand.

"Deal, I say it's something about us being 20 minutes late" We shake hands as we pull into the driveway at Christina's house. We walk up to the door and knock, we can hear her running to the door. She opens it with a big smile, and when her eyes lands on me, her smile fades.

"What in God's name is that? Did you trip into a basket full off leftover cloths?" She asks raising an eyebrow and pointing at me, i smile and extrange a look with Tobias.

"I told you so... Pay up!" I say pushing him playfully.

"Later gator, I need to get this over with" He says like he is about to enter the gates to hell.

Well, it turns out that we were about to enter the gatess to hell. Never in my life have I heard someone talking that much about a birthday party, and suddenly I was hoping that the coach would force me to play the game.

"I need your help Tris, you need to come and help setting everything up in the morning" Christina says, handing me a list of things I am going to bring.

"Maybe you should find another one, it's not 100 % that I am going to the party" I say, trying to hand the list back to her. In that moment I am sure that she is giving me her: 'You are dead to me" look, I can almost feel her eyes burning a hole in my soul.

"What?!" She exclaims, looking at Tobias for an explaination. He just shrugs.

"Yeah, maybe I need to go out of town to play a game"

"No... No way! You are NOT chosing soccer over this party.. Ahh ahhh" She says waving her finger in front of my face, her behavior is making it hard not to laugh.

"I am trying to get my coach to find another, but if she can't I need to go"

"Four! Get some sense into your girlfriend! It's your party too!" Christina exclaims, tucking in his shirt.

"Make her understand that Soccer is important to me!" I say tucking in his other arm. Tobias chuckles and grabs my hand.

"Tris, I would do anything for you. I would kill for you and I would die for you, but getting between to best friends... Not gonna happen. Then you will make up, and then both get mad at me for taking a side in the case" He says and gets up. In perfect timing my phone rings, and the caller ID tells me that it's my coach. I cross my fingers that she found an other one.

"Hi coach, please tell me that you are calling with good news" I say and see Christina looking at me with hope in her eyes. I know that the only reason that she wants me there, is so she can use me as her own personal doll. Ew.

"I'm afraid that you need to come... But, I am going to drive you back right after the game... So you can get to the party in time" She says. I let out a sigh, and look at the disappointment in Christina's eyes.

"I guess that's as good as it's going to be. I will see you Saturday then" i say and hang up.

"So, I have to go, but!: My coach will drive me back right after the game, so I can be back in time for the party. I will just take a shower and change here" I see Christina's face soften a bit.

"Okay, fine! But then I will get to do your make up and hair!"

"Deal"

Haha! She will probably be waisted and have forgot everything about that, by the time I will get there.

Tris 1 - Christina 0

The bus ride is fair long, takes about three hours and it's boring as hell. You know those sports movies where everyone is happy and in spirit on the way to a game? Is nothing like that in real life. People are either sleeping, complaining about needing a bathroom or asking how far it is. The worst part of a game day is always the warm up, it feels so pointless, but we all know that it's a must. I look at the other team, they are big. All at least a head taller than us, but we know we are better soccer players. We know that we are going to take those three points with us home to Chicago.

"You're ready, Tris?" My coach asks, handing me the yellow captain armband.

"I'm never ready, I am spontanious. You know that" I say with a wink, she smiles and shakes her head.

"Go out there and keep the goal clean, so you can come back to that party"

I run on to the field with the rest of my team, and we are all ready and pumped up for the game. From the begging it's clear that they are stronger than us, but lucky for us that's all they got. So by the end of the half we are in the lead with 3-0.

Just 45 more minutes, and then you are going home to Chicago. I tell myself as i run on to the field, for the second half.

The other team is still rough as hell, but it doesn't keep us from scoring. With 10 minutes back it's 5-0. They get a long ball kicked down to my goal, it's not really any danger so I just jog out and picks it up. To my unluck one of the players are very frustrated, and in her rage she decides to make a sliding tackle on me. She hits me right on the anckle, and I swear I can hear a loud crack. I feel a burning pain all the way from where she hit and up in my knee, and I can't even keep myself from letting out a scream. I am in so much pain, that what happens next, happens in a blur. I'm carried off the field and into the coach's car, I hear her say something about making one final goal for me. After some time I'm getting use to the pain.

"I am so sorry about this, Tris. I should never have forced you to play"

"Stop it, it's just unlucky" I say leaning my head against the window. The ride back feels much faster than the ride over here, and soon I recognize Chicago's buildings.

"You are driving the wrong way" I say, as she takes a turn in an other direction.

"I am taking you to ER" She says, not looking away from the road. I switch angrily in my seat, which sendts another wave of pain through my leg

"Noway! I have a party to go to!" But she is already stopping in front of the hospital. I sigh in defeat and pull out my phone to text Tobias.

Hey Babe, I am at the ER... Some bitch fucked up my leg. I will not be able to make it to the party, tell Christina I am sorry! Have fun! 3

When we get in there I am placed in a wheelchair, against my will.. I feel way to weak now. After an hour I've been to the x-ray, and I'm now waiting for the answer. Even though I already know what it will say. I convinced my coach to go home, took me about 30 minutes, but finally she gave in. Like she should waist her Saturday night on sitting here.

"Beatrice Prior?" A nurse says.

"Yep?"

"Someone is here to see you" I look at her confused, but I am not surprised when Tobias steps in. Wearing black jeans, a white shirt and a black tie. Looking handsome as always. I give him a sad smile, as he walks over to me.

"What the hell are you doing here? Did you freakin' leave your own party?" I ask with a little laugh.

"it's not a party for me, when you aren't there" He says. I can feel myself blush a little. A grab him by his tie and pull him down for a kiss.

"It's broken for sure" I say pointing down to my ankle.

"That really sucks, what sucks even more is that you are missing my birthday party.. So what do you say; We make our own party... I got ice cream out in the truck, and there is plenty of movies on Netflix" He says flashing me his famous smirk. (Yeah, this actually also happend, never felt so lucky in my life :P)

And in that moment it feels like some of the pain is taken away, or maybe I'm just bussy thinking about something else:
What did I do, to deserve this amazing boyfriend?
He is perfect.