Chapter 1

"Yea I'll call you back." I said, squirting some water into my mouth.

"But-"

"Mother." I hissed. "I'm at practice for God sakes."

"But we need to-"

"Bye!" I said, hanging up. I tossed my phone on my bag and jogged out to the field.

"I'm so sorry she's being annoying and-"

"Just don't let it happen again." Coach said seriously. I nodded, taking my place in between Luke and Nate. Practice had been interrupted by my ringtone blaring loudly. My mom was having a fit because I was going to be late for dinner.

"Alright we'll end practice early today... Get a good nights sleep, drink plenty of water, and eat a good breakfast tomorrow we have a big day." Coach said.

It was our first game of the season tomorrow. It wasn't against that good of a team, but we were aiming to cream them, start off the season on a good foot.

We all headed over to my bags, and I picked up my phone, rolling my eyes at the fact that I had like 20 missed calls from my parents.

"So are you coming over?" Nate asked as all the other guys pulled their helmets off and got their bags together.

I shook my head. "Family dinner tonight." I grumbled, pulling my bag over my shoulder. "I'll see you tomorrow though." I sighed, heading towards the locker rooms. I made sure no one was in there and quickly changed into some cotton shorts and a tank top. I fixed my ponytail and snuck out the back door of the locker room. I exited through the normal doors and got into my car. I lived just across the street from school. Well, two streets over, but when I was younger, if I would stand on my counter, I could see the windmill at the top of the school.

As soon as I got into my driveway, I grabbed my back and quickly rushed inside.

"You're late." My dad said harshly.

"Give me 3 minutes!" I called as I sprinted down the stairs. I ripped off my clothes as I jumped into the shower, not caring that it was cold. I quickly washed my hair and body, then jumped out. I pulled on some leggings and a sweater and tied my hair up in a bun. I put on deodorant then checked the clock.

2 minutes and 30 seconds.

Win.

I ran upstairs and sat at the table.

"Sorry." I said, extremely out of breath.

"Girls, how was dance today?" My mother asked my older sisters.

"Oh it was fun! We got new uniforms!" Sadie cheered excitedly.

"They're bright pink and have sparkles all over the front." Sarah added. Sarah and Sadie were twins, they were 18 years old, in their senior year of high school. I'm 17, in my Junior year. There's Susan, she's 16, in her Sophomore year. Then Sofia is 13, going into 8th grade.

I hated my family. They were all 'perfect'. My older sisters were amazing dancers, Susan was drop dead gorgeous and everyone loved her, Sofia was an amazing singer and extremely popular. My mother was a well known music producer. She works with a ton of famous artists, and is practically famous herself. My dad was really high up in the world of politics, and was running for president for the next election. My entire family are all twig skinny, have perfect skin, and straight blonde hair. Then there's me. I have curly brown hair, tan skin, and freckles. I'm a bit short for my age, and people under estimate me. But no one knows what I'm capable of and I hate being misjudged. To the public eye, I'm the daughter of the Carsons who never does anything and doesn't act like a proper lady. To my entire school, I'm the weirdo who always hangs around the football team. To my family, I'm the 'bad seed'. But to my football team, I'm just me. They understand me more than anyone in the world.

We live in a massive house. On the first floor is the master bedroom, the music studio, two guest bedrooms, the living room, the dining room, the kitchen, the other dining room that isn't used for special occasions, and the dance studio. Upstairs is the gym, Sadie's room, Sarah's room, Susan's room, and Sofia's room. They're all big, filled with white and pink decorations. They make me want to throw up.

Then there's the basement. That's my room. I have my big bed, my little TV space, a mini fridge, a ping pong table, my own bathroom, closet, and a huge couch. I redid it all by myself, and it fit me perfectly.

"Susan, how did your audition go today?" My mother asked. Susan was an actress, and a really good one. My family was really talented...

"Great! Things are looking really good." Susan grinned.

"Sofia?" My mother asked, turning to her youngest daughter.

"It was so much fun today." She gushed, referring to her singing competition rehearsals. Her competition was tomorrow evening, and guess where the rest of my family would be.

Not at my football game.

I just stayed silent, taking a bite of my peas.

"Tonight's a school night so everyone in bed by 10, okay?" My mother said seriously.

"But I'm going to see a movie with Peter..." Sarah frowned.

"That's okay, just be home no later than 12." My dad smiled at her.

"What about me? I'm supposed to go over to Allison's." Sadie said, crossing her arms.

"Yea of course. Be home by 12." My mother grinned.

"Can I go over to Josh's house?" Susan asked. "To run lines?" She lied. Everyone knew perfectly well her and her boyfriend would not be running lines....

"Of course. Home by 11." My mother said.

"Teen Wolf is on at 10, can I pretty please watch it?" Sofia pleaded.

"I guess so..." My dad replied.

I stayed silent, debating wether I should test my boundaries.

"There's a pre game get together at Nate's house tonight, can I go?" I asked.

"Of course not, Samantha, you have school tomorrow. Clean up the dishes after dinner, alright?" My mother said.

I just nodded.

Typical.

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"Oh for God sakes." I swore, standing in the back of the locker room.

"What's wrong?" Nate asked, poking his head around. He was shirtless, and I had no pants on. Well I was all in my uniform, except for my pants. I was wearing spandex though.

"None of your fucking business." I said harshly, still rummaging through my bag.

"Aren't you going to put your pants on?" Ryan laughed, appearing next to Nate, also shirtless.

"Go mind your own business for God sakes." I hissed.

I just took a deep breath, running my fingers through my hair.

"Where's Sam? Why isn't she dressed?" I heard coach say as he walked through the locker room.

"I'm right here." I called, walking around the corner.

"Put your pants on!" Coach exclaimed. I let out a groan of frustration.

"I can't! Why do you people not understand that!" I said, rolling my eyes. I picked up my bag and positively shook it around, trying to find the little object that I needed.

The entire contents spilled out, including my bra, underwear, pads, and the damn tampon that I was looking for.

My eyes widened and I felt my cheeks turn pink as the entire team burst out into laughter. I scrambled to grab everything.

"You're all running extra sprints on Monday!" I called as I walked into the bathroom stall.

I did what I needed, then rushed out to put on my uniform and grabbed my helmet. As we all sat around coach, who was giving the pep talk, I tied my hair up in a pony tail and got into game mode. I pulled on my helmet early as we ran out to the field.

They called the starting line up, and I felt my face break into a smile as I bounced up and down.

"And lastly, number 32, Captain Sam Carson as quarterback." The announcer called. I ran out to the field to join the other guys.

"Ready to kick some ass?" Nate said happily.

"Hell yea." I said, still bouncing up and down.

"Yo. Chill." Ryan said, putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Sorry I just have a lot of energy right now." I laughed, shaking out my arms.

"Alright. Let's do this."

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hola! So I wrote this story a few months ago, and originally I'd finished it and already started writing a sequel but I didn't post it anywhere... And I was straightening my hair today and I thought 'hey, what about that story, the spotlight?' so here it is! 

I'll update pretty often for this one because I've got so much of it written already, but I'm going to go through and do some MAJOR editing and I'm going to completely change the ending (most likely) because I just reread a bit of it and I was like what the hell is this shit... But I like the story line of the sequel, so I can't change much....

And I have those sticky notes things on my laptop, idk if any of you have a Mac, but theres this app that basically has little colored sticky notes that you can put on your home screen. I used to have those, and I've got information on all of my stories. Like all the characters, basic plot line, details about characters, ages, relationships, basically a ton of important information that I can't always remember. Like I said, I wrote this story a looooong time ago (back in September) and unfortunately my laptop's hard drive got damaged and I lost everything, luckily I'd backed up my files on my dad's laptop, but the sticky notes were gone. So I have no information of this story right now, and I'm trying to reread it and piece together all the different characters but I'm totally lost... 

Sorry that was a long authors note oops :/

Update: Wednesday!

-Panda