Driven. || Dylan Sprayberry ||

00. Prologue

They say high school is the best four years of your life. I call that a lie. The first two years are miserable, you hate every second of it. The last two years are more bearable. But then again, maybe the last two years are the ones least like the real world. Maybe that's why everyone enjoys them so much. Because in reality, we are all scared of having to grow up, of having to be adults. So those last two years of everyone being teenagers and still living under their parent's roofs are the ones we take the least for granted. Because after those two years, we're on our owns. College, dorms, apartments, jobs, marriage, families, death. It's just how they plan it. Before we didn't have to make the hard choices, we didn't have to know what we were gonna be. Oh, you want to be a fairy? Go be a fairy, my 5 year old self. You want to be an actor? Go be an actor, my 10 year old self. You want to do something you wanted as a child? Ha, no. Time to get a real choice, my 17 year old self. And that shit sucks, maybe I wanted to be an actor still. Maybe I wanted to be a singer. Maybe I wanted to do something creative with my life. But that's not considered a real job. A real job is a; doctor, dentist, manager, CEO, accountant, teacher and the list goes on and on. Maybe I did want a 'normal' job. I did, once I met him. Ha, just kidding. This isn't one of those stories. I already knew what I wanted, I wanted to be a Sports Lawyer. Yeah yeah, I'm a girl. So what? I grew up with sports. Both of my brothers played baseball. My dad is a baseball fanatic. Since the day I was brought into this world, baseball was my destiny. Sadly, I was a girl, and actually that's not the reason. MLB, or Major League Baseball, do allow girls to play, if they're good. Then there's me, clumsy and minimum hand-eye coordination. So actually playing the sport, was out of the question. Being a Sports Lawyer meant I could work for the team, and I could be around baseball. Just what I wanted.
Now of course there is a him but to make this clear, I didn't need him to be what I needed to be. I could do that on my own. The way I was raised would help enough. But, of course, he did get in the way.
   This is my, Nolan Miracle Stanbieck's, story about how driven I was to not only get into my dream college but hold onto my dream guy.