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yet.”
    “Great.”
    Christie switched back to Will’s images and paged down. There were dozens of shots of his butt. I didn’t even remember looking there.
    Christie sighed. “You are so lucky he brushes his teeth.”
    “Eewww.”
    “Yeah, tell me about it.”
     
    Christie dropped me at the field at seven, and the game was in full swing. There were a couple of guys who obviously didn’t speak much English, but everyone was able to communicate well enough for soccer.
    I didn’t see any other girls out there, and the guys were older than I was used to. But I had my shinguards and cleats on, and I was practically itching to play. So I walked up and asked one of the goalies if I could play.
    “Sure,” he said, looking me over. I was glad Christie rubbed some dirt on my shoes so they didn’t look shiny and new. “You can be on our team. What do you play?”
    “Defense.”
    “Okay.” He yelled to his team. “She’s gonna play defense.”
    A couple of guys looked at me funny, but by now, I just wanted to play. I ran over to right fullback. The ball had been in action the whole time, and I got to knock it up to my forward pretty quickly.
    Some of these guys could really dribble, but one of them got cocky, and I stole the ball from him. I could feel the disbelief.
    “Good job, girl,” one of my teammates said.
    “Thanks, boy,” I said under my breath.
    The next time, the guy dribbled up the other side. Ha! Now, this was fun. He’d decided I wasn’t the weakest link on my team after all.
    At the other end of the field, I saw a new arrival tying his cleats. He was counting the players on each side to see which team to join. He waved to a couple of the guys. Obviously a regular. Then he moved closer and turned around and I realized it was Will.
    I should have known Christie would have an ulterior motive.
    He jumped into the mix as a forward for the other team.
    At least he’s on the other side of the field, so I don’t have to guard him . But, some of the guys started talking and next thing I knew, he switched to my side. 
    Crap . 
    The ball came our way, and I ran for it. Will did, too. But despite the fact that he was hot, and despite the fact that I was supposed to make friends with him, I just ignored all that and went for the ball. We ended up tripping each other, and tumbling in a heap on the ground.
    “Sorry,” I said automatically. It wasn’t the first time  gone a little too far for the sake of the game.
    He said “sorry” at almost the same time.
    I threw in the ball.
    “I didn’t expect to see you here.”
    He talked to me but kept an eye on the ball. My team was about to score at the other end of the field.
    “I needed a soccer fix.”
    He laughed, so I guessed he didn’t think I was a stalker. Plus, I had gotten here first. “I know what you mean.”
    He smiled at me, and I smiled at him. Then, the ball headed our way and we took off.  
    After an hour or so, one of the really good players, I guess he was in charge, called the game. A second later, the lights switched off. I guess the university was only willing to pay for lights for so long.
    I looked around for Christie and saw her car in the parking lot. I was sweaty and gross, and it felt really great. I love soccer.
    “See you tomorrow, Amanda.”
    Oh my God! I turned around and tried to be cool. “Yeah. See you then, Will.”
    Then, I crunched through the leaves to Christie’s car and tried not to scream. Because I was so crushing on this guy.
     

 
    Chapter Four
    On Tuesday, I woke up to menstrual cramps from hell. I groaned and snuggled deeper into the covers but the searing pains continued, and I resigned myself to getting up before the situation got messy. Plus, I really had to pee. I opened my eyes to the deep purple comforter and pillow instead of my Caribbean print bedding. It took me a moment to recognize my surroundings. Aunt Christie’s spy villa. Right.
    I really hated mornings. Almost as much as I hated pain.
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