Chapter One

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Randy gets the snap! He's looking for an open guy there is none! He tucks the ball away and takes off towards the end zone! It's open field ahead of him! He's at the 20... the 10 ...the 5 he's going all the way!

"Randy McNabb gets the fifty-eight yard touchdown to win the 2013 NFL Championship over the Jets!" the announcers scream. I'm screaming my head off and hugging my mom and dad. Right now your probably wondering why we care so much well Randy is my older brother and I'm so proud of him right now!

"So Randy? How does it feel to know that you won the game?" I turn back to the TV, yea we didnt go in person we couldn't afford to go cause of the farm animals.

"It feel so great and I just want to tell my family that I love them and miss them, so I'm coming home! Going to spend the summer at the farm and hang out with my family, freinds and most of all my baby sis that I miss! I got to to! I'm going to call them! Go Cowboys!!" I'm standing there in shock, Randy's coming home! I can't wait for him to get here! I can hear my mom on the phone crying and talking really fast in spanish. I bet you a thousand dollars she's talking to Randy.

"I am so proud of you son. When are you coming home? I miss you and so does your dad and baby sister." I guess I should describe myself a little bit, I'm half latino half native american living in Texas a deadly combonation. Not! You would think that I'm tall maybe 5'11" perfect tan and a size 0 but I'm really 5'8" still kinda tall with the perfect tan thanks great DNA but I'm a size 18 so that made me the out cast at school and open season for the schools "it" group to make fun of me.

I walked over to mom and snatched the phone away from her "Randy! You were great! Loved the last play! When are you coming home? Why didn't you tell me you were coming home?"

"We'll I thought I would surprise you by saying it on tv silly girl! What? You don't want your older brother coming home taking all of the attention away from you?! I get it you don't want me coming home!" Randy states while fake crying slash yelling at me but I could hear the laughter behind his acting. I just laugh at his silly self because I have missed him so much and can't wait for him to be home.

"We'll you know me wanting all the attention for myself! But seriously you really coming home for the summer? I really have missed you! And I want to spend some time with you!" I know I sound needy but I haven't spent more then a weekend with Randy since the beginning of training camp and that's fine but randy is my best and only friend since I don't have friends at school. I tend not to associate with the people there because all they do is tear down my self esteem. Thank God I'm a senior next year so only one more year in that hell hole!

"Yea I'm coming home to spend some much needed relaxation with family and friends! But I'm not coming home alone when my teammate heard I'm going home he asked me and mom doesn't care so I'm bring a friend to help around the farm so you don't have to do it all on your own!" Randy sounded so excited that I couldn't help not to be excited with him but I was curious of who he was bringing home but I would bet that it was his best friend on the team Max Holt Randy's number one receiver on the team plus his 'wing man' as Randy would call him. I secretly hope that is who he is bringing home because I have always thought Max was a hot guy but he wouldn't go for someone like me because I am not the most attractive girl out there when Max can have any women out there and has because he is kind of a player or others call him 'the heartbreaker' because of how many women he's been with.

"So who are you bringing home do I can get the room ready for them?" I really hope that Randy can't hear the excitement in my voice.

"Is that really a question Sis? Who is my best friend and my 'wing man'?" I hear a laugh on the other end that wasn't my brothers so I'm guessing we are on speaker phone and Max is with him. I sure am glad that it's Max invading our home because I have already met Max and kind of know him at least.

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