Bella met someone

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A bucket of cold water was poured on Bella's head and it went down, making her spine stiffen.

She couldn't believe whatever she said, like a piece of words came true. It was as if a terrible dream had suddenly come real. Not only did her team lose the game, but the striker also suffered an ankle injury.

"It's a sad day," said Rachel and got up from the seat to leave, but paused because something came to her mind and she looked at Bella, who was keeping her head down.

"Isabella, it's okay. Don't feel bad," Rachel said, and gently patted Bella's back. With her peaceful words, she made her understand she knew her trouble, and she supported her.

Isabella smiled at her with a few blinks, a small sign of thanks.

"I know. You guys are thinking about my previous words. I don't even know how everything turned out to be true. I'm scared," Bella whispered in a sweat.

"It's alright, Isabella. We understand it's a coincidence. You are not a witch who has the power to tell the future," Danny said, pulling Bella closer. She took her hand on Bella's shoulder and gave her a side hug.

"God, damn. You're sweating," Bethany spoke and gave her tissues. When they heard some commotion outside the canteen. Their ears perked up to listen. They learned some girls were searching for Isabella.

"Do you know where Isabella is? If anyone sees her, tell her our coach is waiting, some urgent has come."

Isabella overheard them as they were loud. Immediately, anxiety surged in her head, making her hands sweaty. Therefore, she wanted to run away from here, far from this situation.

As the students left the area of the canteen, Isabella stood up and ran out of the canteen while Danny and Bethany shouted from behind.

Isabella heard the whistle, and the students booed, but she didn't stop her steps and made her way to an empty place outside of the college.

She sat with a heavy heart, looking straight with pain. Every time someone mentioned the game, every pain turned green again, bringing back memories of how she caused one's everlasting misery.

Minutes passed she was alone. The phone was ringing but nothing goes through her head, except praying that the game ends somehow. Suddenly, a figure in a wheelchair came toward her when she was sitting with her back on.

"Bella," the figure called sweetly, pushing her wheelchair, but because of the grass, she felt hard to push far. Bella looked back and emotion hit her heart, turning them into tears that came out right away, after glimpsing the girl in the wheelchair.

"Hailey, what are you doing here?" Isabella stood up and came to Hailey.

"Umm... To watch you play again," Hailey answered and stretched her hand for a hug, and Bella embraced her.

"You know. Don't say it," Isabella muttered and broke away from the hug.

"You are still stuck in that ancient year. Incidents happened, Bella. Sometimes it gives you a scar but you can't change your fate and that day whatever happens to me wasn't your fault," Hailey said softly just like her nature was, calm and beautiful. But she was poor and got a scholarship from the sports field. Now, she was not in a situation to play sports.

"Tell me, did someone force you to come here to give me suggestions?" Isabella asked, squatting down on the ground.

"No, our principal sent me an invitation letter, but I forgot to reply to it. A few days back I got a mail from him and he told me you will play the game. So, I was very excited. I wanted to call you, but suddenly my leg pain took its toll and I was admitted for two days," said Hailey with a sigh, but there was no look of discomfort or regret on her face because she was used to pain.

"But you came here to disappoint yourself because I am not going to play, also our players are fine and practiced well," said Bella with a straight lip. Her hazel eyes searched for the truth behind Hailey's smile. How can she be so calm and happy while going through so much pain?

"Well, I was with the girl's team a few minutes ago. I found out that our striker vomited twice. Everyone is unsure whether she will do well, which is why the whole college is looking for you. I found you first because I saw you run away from college." Hailey's serene voice told the truth. But Bella couldn't believe it. She had a hunch that her headmaster was tricking Hailey into inviting her.

"How is your leg? Did the doctor say it could be improved? You can play again," questioned Isabella, touching Hailey's foot.

"Well! My doctor said I can walk but I can't play in the future," said Hailey with a smile as she knew it was big news for Bella and was looking forward to the moment she could tell her straight. She wished to see the joy on Bella's face.

"What? Are you saying the truth? Tell me you are not joking," Bella said with a sniffing voice. Her heart was dancing with joy.

"Why should I lie to you about such a thing? Am I a fool? Everything I said is true, but I have to go to America for a few months for further treatment. Also, I can't help but feel grateful that our principal and the new president were helping me with this. He promised my mother to provide the necessities and the treatment fee on this journey," said Hailey with a hug as she looked at Bella in tears.

"O, god. I am happy. I am so happy for you," Bella said and embraced her tightly.

"Bella, can you play now? This is my last wish before I leave this town?" Hailey pleads, stroking Bella's back.

"You get my weak point, Hailey. But I'm out of form. I don't think I can do well," Isabella shrugged her shoulder as she turned down her request. Her lost form will only disappoint the college.

"No, you can. I have faith," Hailey said with a confident tone.

Bella was defeated, but she was happy.

"Let's go inside. If the team needs someone badly, I will play, but if not, then don't force me," Isabella said with a struggling heart. It was like the complete universe wanted her to play the game.

"Alright," Hailey thumbs up with several nods.

They came in and stood in the middle of the audience. Westwood again in dire circumstances. St Peterson created a barrier that made it difficult for Westwood to pass the ball. Westwood went on the offensive and fouled twice. The restlessness among the students increased. They did not want to lose the second match at any cost.

St. Peterson women's team played brilliantly. Their moves were easy and smooth. Each player played mind games with Westwood players who didn't realize when and how St. Peterson scored a goal.

Bella followed their moves. Although they were passing the ball to each other, their eyes confused Westwood as they didn't break their gaze from Westwood's player.

"Bella, did you see?" Hailey spoke.

"Yes," Bella answered. "They have changed their way of playing," she added the next second.