Great at soccer

“Come on,” Naomi challenged. “You’ve got all week to be dry.”
They found the soccer ball and at first Naomi and Denise played one-on-one, darting with practiced ease, two rivals who’d done this together enough to have each other’s measure. When Naomi fired the ball sideways to Ryn, she popped it into the air with her knee and head-butted it over Denise, further downfield.
“She’s on my team!” Denise called.
“Nope! Everyone against Ryn!” Naomi said.
They played through the storm and mud, shouting and shrieking, every motion kicking sparks of water through the air. Ryn wove through the trio, letting them snap the ball from her a few times. It was relaxed until the boys joined, transforming into girls versus boys, and against them Ryn was less magnanimous. She still passed the ball more than she took shots, disliking the attention of scoring, but she loved to slip into the pack and steal the ball effortlessly, to rocket it unexpectedly to Elli’s feet even if Elli lost it every single time.
Jane waited an hour to break them up and they retreated to their bunks, Naomi throwing an arm around Ryn, hollering, “MVP! If we had you at Madison, we’d go all state.”
Ryn glowed with delight.


Chapter 19, Page 294-295