Daniela D'Amico

“You’re a nice kid, Dani. And I don’t want to fight you.”

“You are pretty cool when you want too” She joked “We probably should stop then.”

“Makes me feel a little better.” She laughed.

“Good for you. It makes me feel better too.” She cuckled back.

“You’re doing this to get me to apologize first, aren’t you? Well, well played. I should. I was an ass.”

“I was an ass too. We were both asses if that makes anyone feel better.”

“Yeah. And about all of it, actually. Everything.”

"We probably should. You first.” She said stopping her practise to look at her.

Toby raised an eyebrow. “So I’m guessing we need to talk.”

“About what? The argument we had before I left?”

“Great.” Toby said flatly, sitting back and reading her book, waiting for the confrontation she knew was about to come.

“Cool.” She said before kicking the ball again. She didn’t want argue with Toby. Dani was actually tired of it.

“Exactly the same. You?”

“Better.” She mumbled getting the ball back.

“The Belljar.” She answered, not looking up from the book. “Sylvia Plath. Classic 1960s feminist book.”

“Cool, I guess.” She said before kicking the ball, scoring “How have you been?”

“Probably.” Toby shrugged, sitting down on the bench and pulling out a book. Glancing up, she raised an eyebrow. “You alright?”

“Just a little bit of pain, that’s all.” She small smiled getting the soccer ball where she wanted “What are you reading?”

“I’m good. How about you? Last time we spoke you seemed very…anxious almost? You just seemed out of it. And I was a bit worried.” She nodded to the ball. “Getting back into the game? I wanted to come practice also.”

“Yeah, that is solved, don’t worry” She small smiled remembering the time her sister was more stressed, that drama seemed to have happened so long ago. “We need to talk more, I missed you.” She chuckled “Wanna preactise with me? My knee is killing me.”

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