My Friend's Hot Soccer Mom Novels & Stories

I opened my phone to check and it was true, "I hate bloggers, when did they take this picture, hope mom hasn't seen it" Saying this, mom called and I got frightened... To be continued. Wow Mr Hot tea needs sugar and his mom will add bitter leaf lol Rate this story, please

"You're so hot! Lily, you have a fever!" My mom didn't care about anything else anymore. She ran for the door with me in her arms. But at the doorway, Sarah was waiting with several large men. They blocked our way. My mom held me tighter and glared at her. "What are you trying to do?" Sarah didn't look weak or gentle at all. She gave a smug smile. "Aren't you so proud of yourself? Weren't you always so high and mighty? Look at you now—what a mess."

I admire the work and love my mom has poured into this place, and I wish I could do more for the children. I follow the sound of loud laughter, screaming, and chatter to the huge backyard, complete with playground sets for the little and grown kids. “Hey, big NA!” One of the older calls to me, using their nickname for me. They refuse to tell me what NA is, and I’ve accepted it, hopefully, it’s nothing vile. “Nice shoes!” He smiles. I shake my head, I came prepared for a soccer match, and I need to redeem myself today, I lost last time, thanks to Rowan and his inability to win against the kids.

Mom glanced at my phone screen, her tone casual as if she had only just remembered. "Oh, that money? I gave it to Sabrina." Sabrina finally looked up from her plate, her expression contemptuous. "That amount doesn't even cover basic dating expenses for me. I still have to ask Mom and Dad for money all the time, and you're acting like it's something worth bragging about." My fingers tightened around my phone. "That's your attitude after spending my money?"

"Come home this weekend for Tara’s birthday party." Her tone was cold as though she were making a routine announcement. That was my mom, Margaret Salem. Tara, whom she mentioned, was my late aunt's daughter. My aunt had passed away when Tara was very young and so she had been taken in by my family. Over the past 16 years, Tara and Mom had seemed more like mother and daughter than I had ever felt with her. I didn't want to be an audience to their tear-jerking mother-daughter bond.

I suck in some air. “I don’t think your mom is going to agree with me on that,” I say my voice full of sympathy. “Why not? You’re her boss. Shouldn’t she listen to you?” Ha. Smart kid. I set my cup down. “Well, to be honest, Debbie” I say to her in a lowered voice as though I’m letting her in on my own little secret. “I don’t think your mom wants you to play soccer. I think if you get better then she’ll have no one in her life left,”

"Say, Ma'am Cynthia. Weren't you and mom friends in high school?" "Yeah. What about it?” "Are you two close? I mean, like, are you two best friends?” He thought for a moment. “I wouldn't say it like that. But your mom has a best friend, if that's what you want to ask." My mouth fell open. “They're close. They are always together even though they are very different. You see, Sophia's the complete opposite of your mom." So, Sophia is the name of mom's best friend. I wonder where she is now.

Alicia's POV The wall inside our home was covered in award photos, but every woman standing beside Dad and me was a stranger. "Simon! Who are these women in the pictures?" Mom's voice was cold, her eyes locked on the wall as if she could burn straight through it. I had no idea why she was so angry. I stood there helplessly, at a loss for what to say. The property manager wiped the sweat from her forehead, clearly uncomfortable. "Kid, you can't say things like that. Your mom's still alive."

Samanta shook her head hard, forcing herself to react. “I just realized that. Right now” she answered. “Piss off, Sam! That's his face on that sign” Carlos pointed his finger toward a huge sign placed high up on the entrance to a sporting goods store. “I knew it! His face kind of rang a bell” she muttered. “You've been watching the whole World Cup pre-elimination rounds with me. Not to mention the Champions League” Carlos showed his disdain. “Correction. I've been reading while you watched those games. You know I'm not a sports fan” his friend replied. “I'm sorry I failed to recognize a star soccer player.”

I_love_my_mommy Of course, duh. I love my mommy more. Chloe_awesome_scott Um...guys, this conversation doesn't make any sense. Also, Mia, you should have asked us first. Yes_you_suck What?! But, I thought you guys approved! Cereal_killer No one ever said that. Chloe_awesome_scott It's not about approval. You do realize that he is friends with you-know-who... I_love_my_mommy -_-