He was laying in his bed, the now finished book lying next to him. He didn't know what to do with himself at the moment. His ankle was sprained, only a week recovered and at games he was forced to cheer and watch, watching carefully of mistakes so he knew not to make them. It was his sprained ankle that made him realize how much he loved his sport.
The boy's name was Frank, a boring name I know. So instead, he went by his last name, with a spin. People called him Jiffy, or Jif, sometimes J or JJ, contrast to his last name which was Jifferson. Yet another interesting name someone had somehow pulled out of their ass. This story is his, and yours, and mine, but most importantly it was his. It was Jif's life of course, so of course it was his at most.
So, you may ask, how will this story of his play out? Well only God knows that much, I guess you'll have to see with me. At the moment this story doesn't even have a title, those are things I don't like much in my day-to-day life either so who knows how many times this one will change, or if I'll ever come to a decision.
Jif was a lacrosse player, a saxophone player, a book reader, a student, a dirt bike rider, who knows what else. So Jif was just Jif. Sometimes called a jock, sometimes a nerd, sometimes a jack of all trades. All of the above had at least some truth behind it. And for them all he was loved, by his parents and mates. And most importantly, he was loved by Mason, who at this point in time he doesn't know.
Mason was one of Jif's buddies, accompanying him on the lacrosse team. He had dark brunette hair, almost black, and the softest brown eyes known to man kind. Ladies and men alike loved him, so it was much of a miracle when the confused, reckless boy seemed to catch him, we're speaking of Jif of course. How, did he catch him, you may ask. Next chapter:) this was simply the introduction
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A/N
Hi! I'm Atticus, and I just wanted to tell you that the lacrosse they play will be womans lacrosse- that's all I really know so, yep. Have a good day!
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And his name was... Jiffy?
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