’ll log into the training ground at eight tomorrow morning. We’’s this time tomorrow, they’’’“Logan, you’re here too?” The voice came from behind me. I turned and saw a young guy in a red training jersey, maybe around 17 or 18. He had short black hair, a slightly messy look, and was holding a ball. The guy looked familiar, but I couldn’t quite place it. “Yeah,” I said, keeping my voice neutral. “Just here to train.” “Cool,” he said, tossing the ball over to me. “I’m Mateo. You’re the new guy, right? transfer ” I nodded, kicking the ball with my right foot. “Logan. Arrived yesterday.” Mateo laughed. “Welcome to the club. Are you good at anything special? Midfield? Striker?” “Both,” I said simply. Mateo’s eyes widened slightly. “Really? Both? Wow, you’re either crazy or you’re really talented.” I just grinned. “Let’s see.” Mateo passed me the ball. We warmed up for a bit, then he tried to take me on. I let him run past me, then turned around and passed it back. Mateo was fast, but I had a step on him.