The Fumble Of A Quarterback

Chapter 2: Two Peas In A Pod

Song for the start of the chapter!!!

Darla H

"Nora, are you ready in there?" Dad asked as he tapped on my door the next Monday.

"Of course, I am," I called out as I slipped on a pair of khakis, then opened the door to see Dad also wearing a pair of khakis to match his OSU red polo.

He grinned as he looked at my outfit. "Why look at that! We're two peas in a pod."

I glanced at my outfit as I wondered if I really thought like him. "Is that a good thing?"

"You bet your bottom buck it is! We're so cool, a real father daughter team! Now, let's get out of here."

He was right about that. We were a team.

I followed him down the stairs to see Mom standing by the door with hair and makeup done for the day, ready to see us off.

"Why don't you look stunning? Come here, do a little turn for me," Dad said as he spun Mom around.

She laughed as she turned, allowing her diamond earrings to sparkle in the sunlight. "I have a breakfast date with a few of the wives on the athletic board."

"Please say something good about me."

"I always do. Why do you think I go to these things?"

With a simple kiss, he left and got into his SUV with me on his tail.

As he backed out of the driveway, he shook his head and said, "I feel lucky waking up beside her every day. She's like a diamond next to a block of coal. The coal is me if you didn't get it."

I smiled. "I got you."

He returned the smile as he drove down the road. "I always knew you were a smarty pants."

I chuckled as I shook my head, switching my attention out the windshield as the campus neared.

"So, what are my jobs today?" I asked.

Dad shrugged. "Have no clue, but I can promise you, it'll be fun." He finger gunned me with a wink.

I nodded. I should have expected that. Dad was always keeping me on my toes. Whatever I would be doing might not be fun, but it would be at least memorable.

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I stood on the sidelines of the practice field next to the stadium locals called "the shoe" as Dad gave the team some preppy talk. They all listened intently as he told them about teamwork and giving it their all. As the talk ended, the team dispersed into different groups, ready for training. They had such determination in their eyes, making me wonder what they were thinking. Was football really their life? Were they doing this because they loved the sport?

"No no no Nora! There you are," Dad said as he walked up to me with a smile.

"Here I am."

"Can you do a coffee run for me?"

I nodded. At least that was something for me to do. Hopefully that would make me feel useful because so far, I hadn't done much. "Sure, what do you want?"

"Just whatever you're getting."

I shook my head. "I would, but rather get boba tea. That's my jam, not coffee."

"Can it be caffeinated?"

I nodded.

"Then I want that. Do you think they have it in the athletic center cafeteria?" he asked as his gaze turned towards the center's direction.