My Team's Fairy Godmother

By Julie Glover

Faye Meriwether should be focused on high school, friends, and her social life. And she is, but she's also a fairy godmother-in-training assigned the simple task of ending her football team's losing streak.

 

Getting a win should take only a bit cunning and a splash of magic, but Faye's not confident about either—having already failed her first two field tests. She's got one more shot to join the long list of fairy godparents in her family. Can she avoid more mishaps, get her team the win, and finally become a fairy godmother?

 

A short story of 11,000 words.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Julie Glover
• Release date: Oct 26, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201792411

Julie Glover

Julie Glover is an award-winning author of young adult and mystery fiction. Her debut Sharing Hunter placed in several contests, including the much-touted RWA® Golden Heart® YA. Her follow-up, Daring Charlotte, also a repeat contest finalist, releases later this year. She has also co-authored four supernatural suspense novels and two short stories in the Muse Island series under her pen name Jules Lynn. Julie lives in Texas with her hottie husband, her loquacious cat, and her large collection of cowgirl boots.

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Faye Meriwether should be focused on high school, friends, and her social life. And she is, but she’s also a fairy godmother-in-training assigned the simple task of ending her football team’s losing streak.

Getting a win should take only a bit cunning and a splash of magic, but Faye’s not confident about either—having already failed her first two field tests. She’s got one more shot to join the long list of fairy godparents in her family. Can she avoid more mishaps, get her team the win, and finally become a fairy godmother?

My Team’s Fairy Godmother

Written and published by Julie Glover

© 2021 Julie Glover

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Chapter 1

Third Time’s the Charm

O ur team sucked. Keisha kicked at the gravel as she walked. Like a thousand leeches sucked.

We followed the subdued crowd of our classmates out of the football stadium to the cheers of the other team’s fans. By halftime, even our cheerleaders had sat down on the bench.

It wasn’t that bad. I tried for a more hopeful tone. We recovered that fumble.

Faye. My bestie threw out her hands. We got intercepted on the next play. With Jet’s hand broken, our guys don’t stand a chance at regionals.

I pulled my jacket closer against the cold—cold that had somehow seeped past my ribs.

Sorry, Keisha mumbled. I know guys are a sore spot right now.

Just the one guy.

Still, she was right. We’d had little hope for a win, but the scoreboard reading 42-0 was more evidence that our once-championship team was a disaster.

I had sympathy for them. Still stuck as a fairy godmother-in-training, I knew how it felt to fall well short of presumed potential.

We crossed the parking lot, reached Keisha’s car, and slid in.

She switched on the heater and sent whispers of warm air over us.

I heaved a sigh into the window and watched a thin cloud form as my warm breath landed on the chilled pane. I tried not to think about my ex-boyfriend, but he kept popping into my mind anytime guy or football got mentioned.

Also, jerk.

Five minutes later, Keisha pulled up to my curb and cocked her head toward my house. What’s up?

A collection of shiny vehicles in the driveway signaled the whole family was here—my three grown sisters, Farah, Faith, and Fawn, their husbands, and probably my two nieces, Meilynn and Alice.

I don’t know. A tickle ran down my neck, and somehow landed in my stomach with a thud.

No telling with your family.

Our clan tends to gather when there’s news. But was it good news or bad news?

Keisha peered past me at the windows, lit but curtained. I wish I could go in with you and find out.

That was a wish Keisha wouldn’t get. She’d been my best friend for four years but hadn’t