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Talking Trash is importent

Chapter 4 by Arres

"This awesome body will bring her college many titles in the future." You bounce and shake the old man's hand. He smiles a little reluctantly and walks towards the brick house. "Coach wasn't convinced about you, I on the other hand think that if you have only 10% of your father's talent, you will strengthen us." He stops in front of the first door.

"The coach will be surprised. He'll never have another player like me!" You call yourself praising. "So what position are you going to play?" He asks, thrusting an envelope into your hand. Then he disappears without a word.

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