Today, we have a friendly soccer game. I am really excited because soccer is one of my hobby before my mother dragged me into music. But hey I'm not even complaining. Music is my true love.
Players are scattered around the soccer field while Alison is practicing next to me. Well, She is very competitive especially when it comes to sport.
I noticed that people are slowly filling up the bench. Woah. Why they are here? This is just a simple game right? Then I saw a familiar red hair with her piercing hazel eyes. Oh my god. She's going to watch us?
"Hey there," Alison whispered to me. The game is not even started but she is already sweating hard. "You need to beat me Riley! Or else you will get embarrassed in front of your girl."
"What are you talking about?" I pretend not to know what
