Moving Up

The sun hung low over CF Igualada's training ground, casting long shadows across the field. The final whistle had just blown, signaling the end of an intense practice session. Sweat dripped from Daniel's brow as he caught his breath, but there was an energy in the air—something electric.

Coach Morales cleared his throat, bringing the players together."I'm proud of how you all played in this tournament," Morales said. "We've competed against strong teams, and you've shown what this club is about."The players exchanged glances, some standing straighter. This wasn't just a post-training speech."Now," Morales continued, "I have important news."A pause."Three of you have been selected to move up to the Under-19 squad."Silence fell.Then—"The names are Luis Fernández, Miguel Navarro, and Daniel Carter."For a moment, Daniel's mind went blank, Luis was happy that after three years he finally got promoted while Miguel was happy that he got promoted because he had finally made his father Coach Morales proud.Did he just hear that right? Carter thoughtThen Luis let out a loud, "VAMOS!" and Miguel tackled Daniel in a celebratory hug. The rest of the team cheered, clapping their backs, and congratulating them.Daniel grinned, heart pounding. He made it and the worst part was that all those discriminators were no where to be found.He was moving up.That evening, the three of them met up with Sofia at their favorite spot—a small restaurant near the Plaça de la Creu, known for its tapas and lively atmosphere.Miguel was still buzzing. "You guys realize what this means, right? We're one step closer to playing professional."Luis smirked. "I already knew I was built for this."Daniel chuckled, shaking his head.Sofia raised her glass. "Well, here's to all of you."The four of them clinked glasses—Coca-Cola for Daniel and Miguel, orange juice for Sofia, andsomething suspiciously fizzy for Luis."To making it to the Under-19s!" Sofia said."To the next chapter," Daniel added.As the night went on, the conversation drifted between football, old memories, and ridiculous inside jokes.At one point, Sofia leaned toward Daniel. "How does it feel?"Daniel exhaled, thinking. "Exciting. Terrifying. Everything at once."Sofia smiled. "You'll do great."And for the first time in a while, Daniel believed it.For the next few days, life was... normal.Daniel trained with the Under-19s, pushing himself harder than ever. The competition was tougher, but he was determined to prove himself.At school, his routine was the same—classes, tests, and hanging out with Sofia. She teased him about becoming a star, and he teased her about being jealous.And for once—There was no movement from his pursuers it was like they decided to let him take a break after his hard work.No strange messages. No shadowy figures. No eerie feelings of being watched.Just football. Just school. Just life with Sofia.Daniel knew it wouldn't last forever.But for now?He would enjoy it.