Chapter 7

I hold the jerseys tightly, as I unlock the front door to my house, and walk in. Turning on the light, I hear some noise coming from the living room. I close the door, locking it behind me. I head walk over to the living room, seeing my father watching television.

"Hey, dad."

He'd jump. 'Oh, hey there champ!' He sees the jerseys, and his eyes widen.

'You made the team?'

I smile. "Yeah.." My smile slowly fades.

'What's wrong?'

I shake my head. "Nothing, just tired." I lie.

'Hm..alright if you say so.' He rubs his chin, thinking.

I wave to him, heading upstairs and falling asleep.

*Tuesday afternoon at practice*

I look around, watching my options at the line of scrimmage. I wince, from the sun shining into my face. I look at my offensive line, then at the defensive line, finding wide enough gaps between each player for the defense to move through.

"Robert!"

A thick dude wearing the number '56' looks back at me.

'What?' He says.

I make a gestor, trying to get him to move closer to the Center. He does as he was told, moving over a bit. I rearrange the other linemen into a better position.

"Ready..set..hike!" The center snaps the ball to me, I catch it with ease. I run back, handing it off to my tailback. The O-line would force an opening in the left side of the field. The tailback grabs it, trapping the ball tightly into arms, as he runs towards the opening. The gap quickly closes, as a defensive lineman and a Safety run at him. The runner notices them, sliding down. The lineman and the Safety collide, knocking each other to the ground.

The runner, number '27' gets up, then he puts a hand out for both of them and helps them both up.

A loud whistle blow would be heard.

{?} 'You pansies!' A loud voice comes roaring from the sideline.

'Don't be sliding down to avoid a hit! Take it like a man and push till you break through the defense!'

'Again ladies!'

We line back up.

"Ready! Set! Hike!"

The center snaps the ball to me. I catch it, moving backwards. I glance up, only to see a defensive player running right at me. I'd be surprised, taking off towards the right. I glance back, seeing him on my trail again. I throw it into the sidelines, then getting thrown onto the ground, roughly. The player looks at me, smirking. He heads off.

Dylan walks up to me, offering me his hand.

"Thanks Dylan." I take his hand, he helps me on to my feet.

{Dylan} 'No problem, you alright?'

I nod. "I'm good."

I walk over to our sideline, grabbing my full water bottle then almost half of the water in the water bottle would be gone.

{?} 'Hey there.' A familiar voice would be heard from behind.

I turn around, seeing Alessia and Steve.

"Oh, hey there Alessia, hey Stevie." I smirk.

{Steve} 'My name is not Stevie!' He frowns.

Alessia and I chuckle.

{Alessia} 'Is it alright if we watch you practice?'

"Sure.." I take another sip of water. I set the bottle of water, then head back towards the field.

Alessia follows me.

{Alessia} 'Hey, Tyler..'

"Hm..?" I turn to her.

{Alessia} 'Are you ok..?'

"Yeah, why?"

{Alessia} 'I don't know, you've acted weird every since me and Steve got together..I know it's new, it just happened out of the blue, and you have trust issues. But, can you just give him a chance? He's a nice guy.'

I nod. "Alright.."

{Alessia} 'Thank you.' She smiles.

I smile back. "You're welcome.." I turn and head onto the field.

Practice would continue.