Nathan pulls his foot off of you and into his socks. You are free at last! If you hurry, you could get to Nathan, before he's even done getting his cleats on. You climb out of the dirty shoe and land onto the grass. You are on the side of the soccer field next to a bench for the players to sit. To your right, Nathan is pulling on his second shin guard. You run as fast as your tiny body will allow you to. Just when you're getting up to Nathan, he finishes up and runs out to the field to start his stretches. So close! You are so tired from the sprint, that you have to sit down in the grass to catch your breath.
A large shadow comes over you. You look up to see another guy staring down at you. He has blond hair and dark eyebrows. His face is very handsome with pointed features. He has a nice soccer player physique. The young man kneels down to get a better look at you. He reaches out to grab you. You hesitate but don't resist. His grip on you is gentle.
"Am I seeing things, or is there really a tiny man in my hand?" He asks aloud.
Not knowing how to respond, you just say,"Umm, I'm real!"
"Have you always been this small?"
"No, I don't even understand what's happening! One second I'm moving into a new house, the next I'm shrunk in the hands of some soccer player!"
"Calm down don't worry. My name is Jeff. I'll help you out. I've got to go to soccer practice first though. I'll keep you with me so that you don't get hurt. I'm going to keep you in...
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