Chapter 05

                                    

                                          
My watch read 4.30pm in thirty minutes I would be at the Philly Woman's Academy on the sidelines looking out for Mia to see if everything was good enough to be true. I located the address onto my GPS, I took a picture of the letter onto my phone and sent it to Jax. 
Me: Dude, you won't believe this but look what I found. Too go to be true or what? 
Jax: Very funny Kane. Mia Brown and sport? Is that even a possible combination? lol So what site did you use to create this letter? 
Me: Jax, I swear this isn't a joke. She dropped it when I tried asking her out. Serious dude, I'm not playing with you. 
Jax: I want proof Candy Kane 
Me: Fine, I'll be at your house in a few minutes. We're going to the P.W.S.A (Philadelphia Woman's Soccer Academy) because today are their last try outs. If Mia turns up then their something wrong going on here. 
Jax: Good plan, I'll be waiting outside. 
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"Welcome to the Philadelphia Woman's Soccer Academy" read this sign big and bold. I couldn't believe I was here - home to the countries ten time championship title holders. Getting a place in the team is harder then it looks, this isn't any ordinary soccer academy - it's the countries best. If Mia Brown had the potential to make it to the top twenty trialist then something here isn't right. 
Jax and I took our seats along the sideline with a heap of girls piled along the field, running and kicking the ball. The top twenty selection of girls all seemed quite impressive. I've never seen girls this good at any other sport but cheer leading and ballet (well, if those are sport.) 
"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, tw-. Wait what!?" I said jumping off my seat with a puzzled face. "Whats wrong dude?" Asked Jax. 
"Theirs only nineteen of them on the field, one is missing ... Mia." I stammered. 
"Haha, I knew it bro. I knew this was one of those fake letters someone at school probably made online. Like I said Mia Brown and sport are a bad combination." Jax smiled as he snickered.
I'm so stupid, I knew this would all be a waste of my time. Jax and I grabbed our belongings and rushed past the seats. I carelessly rushed past the people who came to watch not watching my step.
"No way!" Jax shouted with his eyes wide open and his jaw hitting the ground. 
"What?" I asked looking down at my shoes. "Look who just entered the field."
Again, I carelessly looked towards the field until my eyes suddenly stopped searching. I couldn't believe it, covered in Philly team jersey and shorts with bright red cleats at her feet. The same hazel eyes I came upon a few hours ago, Mia.
 She looked so different in other words she looked "normal" not like the nerd at school who dresses like a boy. Her hair was nicely done with a strand of hair sticking out. I couldn't get my gaze off her, everything seemed unreal, I needed someone to pinch me or slap me. If this isn't a dream then what is it?