She runs up to you in the hallway. Hey, make sure to come to my game, I have something I need to tell you. She winks and walks away hiding her blush. Later you were watching her play, admiring how good she was. She smiles at you every time she scores and you smile back. You couldn’t stop thinking about what she was going to tell you, when suddenly another player bumps into her hard and she falls and hits her head hard against bar of the goal.
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