Makayla's POV:

( if you want to know what Makayla looks like the picture above is who I want her to look like if you want to have her look different, that's fine. If you don't know who she is above she is called Shannon Beveridge.)

"Mack!"

"Mack!"

"Oh for god's sake Makayla wake up, or we're going to be late".

"Mack I'm not messing with you, come on!"

I feel the quilt be lifted from me while I lie there smirking.

"Really, you're already awake and dressed".

I turned my head to face Rachel, my social worker.

"Do you really think I would get much sleep knowing what day today is".

She chuckled and sat on the bed next to me. I turned to lay on my other side to be able to face her properly, and she started stroking through my hair.

"Yh I should have known you'd be excited, but you earned it kid".

I rolled my eyes at her calling me kid, and she laughs, knowing how much I hate being called it. We laid like that for a couple of minutes merely enjoying each other's comfort. Rachel has been my social worker since I was six, and she has been there for me when I got kicked out of and ran away from all of the foster homes I've been in. She's always looked after me until another family wanted me then when I was given up, I went back to Rachel, and this has been a continuous loop from when I was six till now.

Rachel then stopped stroking my hair then stood up. "Come on Mack we need to set off now to make sure we get there in time". I nodded at her and got up, and we then left the house and went and got in the car. For the short 20 minute journey, we were singing random songs on the radio as well as talking well mainly me talking about how excited I was and that I couldn't wait for what was going to happen next.

About half an hour later due to a bit of traffic and parking, we were at Yankee Stadium. I was excited as it was but actually being here made me even more excited. I couldn't believe Rachel actually got us tickets to come and watch the USWNT. THE FRICKING USWNT!

We finally got to our seats which are field level and next to the US team bench. I know Rachel said she would get them if I did well, but I didn't actually believe her.

The players started walking out of the tunnel and then what felt like a few seconds later the US kicked off the friendly against Australia

__________________________________________________

First chapter out.
I am going to be working on the second one now.
Let me know what you think.
If you have any ideas, comment, and I'll possibly use them in my story.
😀