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11.

"Wait what?" I asked. "So what we mean is that you guys have the option to play for both teams." Coach Wilson summed up the whole conversation we had right for before that.

"But why?" Adam questioned. "With Charlie and Fulton quitting, we could use the extra players." Coach Orion explained. "So what would that do with our school schedule?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"We'd have to figure that out still." Coach Orion replied. "Are either of you in?" Coach Wilson asked. I looked over at Adam and he shook his head no, "I'm in." I sighed. "You don't have to do it if you don't wanna." Coach Orion confirmed.

"No it's fine, I could use the extra work." With that we ended the discussion, Adam left as I stayed in the office. "We'll discuss your class afterwards considering you will have 4 practices a day now, we recently decided that we will need more than one practice per day." Coach Wilson rambled on.

"Okay." I nodded along. "Here's your old jersey back." Coach Orion handed me my old jersey. "Wait so what about the showdown?" I questioned. "You'll have to choose what team you're gonna play for by then, as of right now you're on the both of ours team." Coach Wilson replied.

After a few more questions I left the room Coach Orion following behind me. "Don't push yourself to hard, playing for both teams is gonna be a lot." He stated. "I know, but I can do it. You have no idea how much I'll do to be the best I can be." I replied.

He gave me a concerned look, "What does that mean?" He questioned. "I've gone through extreme measures, just to be the best I can be. 4 practices a day won't kill me." I explained opening up the door for us.

"I just don't want you getting hurt, you're a good kid Vivian." He smiled. "Thank you." "Just if you are having issues don't be afraid to tell me or Coach Wilson." I nodded my head. "I'll see you later Coach." With that we both went our separate ways.

I took a second to think, Hans. I walked back up to my dorm and opened the door, "Guy!" He was still sitting in my dorm with the others. "What?" He asked. "What's Hans address thingy?" I walked in and threw my jersey on my bed.

"Is that your other jersey?" Connie asked excitement filling her eyes. "Yes, I'll explain later but give me his address." Guy wrote down the address on a piece of paper. "I'll see you guys later, thanks." I then walked out and hurried down the stairs.

I began searching for the place, it wasn't a house more like store house. I then knocked on the door, "Come on in!" Someone yelled. I opened the door and walked in, "Hans?" I called out. "In here." I then walked into the living room area.

"Ah Vivian Price." He smiled. I was confused on how he knew my name, "Take a seat!" He smiled. I then sat down on the couch, "How do you know who I am?" I questioned. "I've heard many things about you Vivian." I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Bombay, Charlie and Jan." I then smiled. "I was told you give good advice." I stated. "I guess I do." He let out a small chuckle. We sat there in silence for a moment, "So what can I help you with?" He asked. "I don't know if Jan told you, about the accident I had." He nodded his head.

"He may have mentioned it before." I sighed and looked down at the ground. "Well a day or two ago, I got a call from my mom saying my dad had a heart attack." I spoke. "Ahh, and I suppose it's bringing back bad memories?" I nodded my head.

"I've been having panic attacks, and I don't know why I feel the way I do." I explained. "Is it because you're feeling bad about not being there for you father." I looked over at Hans. "That's what I think it is, but it feels deeper than that." I explained.

"It's like a pressure is put on me, do I leave my team and go home, or would my parents want me to stay here? It's just stressing me out." I rambled on. Hans didn't say anything he just sat there and listened, I liked it.