A/N - I made an updated drawing of Alex Morgan, which I still have that pretty bad full body one, but here is the new one, which in my opinion is A LOT better:

The sanding doesn't really show up that well because of my phone but also the paper kind of sucks but it's making due since I need to buy a new sketchbook but I can't at the moment. Anyways, on with the story.

- Paige's POV -

I walk towards the kitchen to find everyone because that's where they usually are, but I guess not so I search everywhere until I result to the basement.

"Hey everybody." I say as I walk into the main part of the basement.

"Hi." The twins say. "Hey kiddo." Moms say.

"Sorry I had detention." I say. "It's okay kiddo, depending on why you had it." Mom says.

I then explain what happened and that I did get the email sent so that's good and I'm not in trouble thankfully.

"Wait the Shana that beat the crap out of you in the parking lot?" Mama asks. "Yeah." I say. "This girl sounds like an ass." Maya says causing me to stifle a laugh as she covers her mouth. "Sorry." She says quickly. "It's okay, just don't cuss anymore until you're a few years older." Mom says. "Okay." Maya says and punches her twin's arm in which Oakley is laughing at her.

"But yes she does sound like on because she is one. But thankfully we're graduating and I hopefully won't have to deal with her again." I say as I sit down next to the twins.

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- Saturday, December 12th -

So it's only been like a week, but today I'm signing for the club I'm gonna be playing for. We flew to the location for the weekend, and Mal's here too, so here we are, now at the facility.

I'm currently waiting to enter the media room to sign my contract for my first club and answer some press questions.

"You ready?" The manager asks as she opens the door. "Yes ma'am." I say and she motions for me to head in. I take a deep breath before entering the room and sitting down at the table in front of the few press people since you can't have that many people socially distanced in here.

"Welcome to the signing of Paige Krieger Harris..." I kind of zone out as the manager begins speaking until I'm told I can sign, so I do before standing up to hold the side of my jersey along with the manager.

"Welcome to Manchester United, Paige." Casey Stoney says as we look towards the cameras. "Thank you." I say.

Yep, I'm gonna play for Man United and I'm so excited!

Question time.

"Miss Harris, you aren't able to play until the begining of these season and you cannot train until after you graduate in America, so why sign with a club now? Not meaning to cause offence." A female reporter asks politely. "No offense taken. Why I signed with a club now is because I have been offered a guaranteed protected spot on a roster with only this team, and I thought, 'If I don't take this opportunity now, I may not get an opportunity to a club as great as this one after I do graduate.' So... Yeah." I say. "Thank you." She says and I nod.

"Will you be attending University?" A guy asks me. "No. I have made the better decision which was signing with Manchester United. I believe that me attending University is just not something that would give me any benefits because of the level of knowledge I already have since I've been learning at a university level for the past two and a half years." I say and the guy nods.

"Will your signing with Man United effect your attendance of National Teams camps?" Another media guy asks.

"Well, if there isn't a camp next month, it will be a whole year that I've not been playing with the National team. I mean I can understand why I haven't been, because I haven't been able to show that I am capable of being called up, but I don't think this signing will effect that." I say, and the next person begins to ask me something.

"How will being overseas effect you and your family, as well as your national team family that you grew up around?" A guy asks. "Uhm... I'm not completely sure. I know I'm gonna miss seeing a lot of them physically, especially my moms and siblings, but the rest of my family I'm really not sure about." I say and another reporter bounces off of this.

There's also some American reporters over here, and this one is an asshole.

"Miss Harris, it has been seen that your relationship with Megan Rapinoe has changed in the past year, and you're not together that much during camps anymore, which it seemed you use to be inseparable. Did something happen to effect your relationship?" This catches me off guard and I subtly glance to the ones who came with me in nervousness.

"Uhm... Honestly yes something did happen, which was the cause that our relationship has definitely faded." I say.

"And would you care to explain?" The same guy asks.

"No, because that is personal and private between the two of us, which I am sure she would not like that being released and that would be a very unprofessional and dumb move on my part, which I know better than to not do." I say.

"No it wouldn't." The same guy says.

"I mean this is in the nicest way possible sir, but you are disrespectful in the sense of respecting people's privacy. I will have no further comment on your question because that event stays between me, Megan Rapinoe, and the US Women's National Team." I say calmly, and the dude just keeps his mouth shut.

I then answer a few more questions before everything ends.

I exit the media room with Casey Stone and my family and girlfriend.

Moms immediately hug me.

"We're so proud of you." Mama whispers. "I know." I say as I hug them back, before hugging the twins and finally hugging and sharing a kiss with my girlfriend.

"You dealt with that reporter very well, and that was the right way to do it." Coach tells me. "Thank you." I say.

AHHHHHH I'M A RED DEVIL!