Emma walked in to a clearing with all of her lacrosse stuff in duffell bag, and her pop up nets under her arms. This is how Emma felt the most comfortable. She'd already strapped on some of her pads and she was so ready. There was no way a pretty boy like Ephraim could beat her at her game. Emma set the bag down and began to set up the nets on the opposite ends of the clearing. She didn't know if they'd need both, but she set them up anyway. Emma sat down cross-legged next to her bag and opened it up. She pulled her pole out, and smiled. Emma stood up, and dumped her lacrosse balls out. She began to scoop them up and whip them into the net as she waited.
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