8- the first half

                                    

                                          
The referee's whistle blew. Finally the match was starting. Sylvia was sitting nervously on the managers bench beside Mr. Wintersea.
                          
"Can I sit here?"A blue haired girl asked.
                          
"Who are you?"asked Sylvia.
                          
"I'm Celia Hills, from the Journalism club!"she said enthusiastically.
                          
"Oh are you interviewing me?"Sylvia said.
                          
"The team finally has eleven players,"Celia smiled.
                          
"Yup!"
                          
"So then, are you confident they can win?!"
                          
"Um,"Sylvia paused.
                          
"Your not!"
                          
"But I just see the determination in their eyes, and I just am hopeful, you know?"Sylvia said.
                          
"I don't get it, but i'm glad you're so positive!"Celia smiled. "It's a good quote though! I'm putting it in my article!"
                          
"Raimon gets the first kick off!"A voice boomed over Celia's head.
                          
"Um, who are you?"the two girls asked.
                          
"I'm Chester. Chester Horace of the chess club, but you can call me Chester. I'm a commentator for this game!"he smiled. "Look, I have a stand that says my name and everything!"
                          
Sylvia and Celia looked at each other in amusement.
                          
"No time for talking! This is the historic game, and Raimon are taking the kickoff they've been given!"
                          
Willy took the first kickoff for some reason, and passed it to Kevin.
                          
"Dragonfly passes to Carson, and they're making a play for the Royal net already!"
                          
Two Royal players tried to do a sliding tackle underneath Kevin, but he jumped above them and wouldn't let them stop him so easily. Soon after Kevin made the first shot, but the goalkeeper stopped it easily.
                          
"Darn it!"Celia, Sylvia, Chester and Coach Wintersea yelled.
                          
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The Royal Goalkeeper threw the ball to Jude.
                          
"Are you ready for Royal, boys?"Jude yelled tauntingly.
                          
Mark grinned to himself. Jude was really hot. But he tried not to think that and focus on the game.
                          
Jude passed the ball to another member of his team and he kicked it straight to Mark from across the field. 
                          
Mark tried to stop it but to no avail. It went straight through him and he was thrown to the back of the net.
                          
Mark took it back. He now hated Jude and didn't find him attractive at all.
                          
Mark tried to get up as the other members of his team stared at him.
                          
"Are you ok?"Steve asked.
                          
"Sorry, I just couldn't stop it,"Mark sighed.
                          
"It's not your fault, there's nothing we can do! It's hopeless!"Steve ranted.
                          
"We don't have a chance!"Todd said sadly.
                          
"What the fuck are you talking about?"Mark rose up.
                          
The rest of the team was shocked. Mark didn't normally curse. 
                          
"We fight until we're in hospital, you hear?"
                          
Kevin smiled. "You're right. We fight until it's over. We can't just give up. This is our first proper game in forever! We can't mess it up!"
                          
The rest of the team cheered as they went back to their positions.
                          
As soon as they knew it, Royal was 10 goals ahead. Even with Mark's inspiring speech, they were no match for Royal. They were the best team in the country for a reason.
                          
They all left the pitch for half time, and the boys were too tired to talk.
                          
"We're screwed, aren't we?"Celia asked.
                          
Sylvia simply nodded.