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Chapter 33: Who wins?

Author: Marjolein
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-08 02:25:38

The other team scores a try again. They sprint down the field, the soles of their cleats slicing through the slick grass, and one of their players slams the ball down with an aggressive finality. The wet turf splashes up beneath him, droplets scattering like shattered glass under stadium lights.

It happens so fast, I barely have time to blink.

We’re getting our asses kicked.

And they thought having us here would be motivational.

But maybe… it still could be.

“Girls,” I say, turning around to face the group, catching the disheartened expressions on their faces. “We need to cheer them on.”

“How?” Rose grumbles, her voice barely audible over the crowd’s roars. Her arms are crossed tightly over her chest, and she doesn’t even bother to mask her misery.

Some of the girls are slumped on the benches, their faces slack with boredom, eyes half-lidded. We’re supposed to be a cheering section, but we’re more like a funeral procession.

“Come on,” I urge, trying to infuse my voice with a b
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