After I ran off I just completely ignored everyone. Everything anyone said just ticked me off. I even slapped this guy for asking me a question. Of course he was mad. I'm just glad that he didn't tell on me like a baby.
Finally it was after school and I could just let all my anger out the poor ball I would use. Kit and I were partners when we played World Cup. It was probably fun but I was too angry to enjoy it. It sucked.
I bet right now you're wondering where Bryce is. Well I left early in seventh hour with permission from the office and he's in the Rec area next to the field with an extra ball practicing his keep ups. He can't do them worth a shit but he doesn't need to know that.
After soccer practice I jogged around the field four times with the rest of my team and Bryce notice what we were running on the second lap and he joined in. It made all of us smile to see his little figure leading the pack.
Once we were all done I grabbed Bryce and headed towards the truck. When I rounded the corner of the weights building I saw a figure leaning up against the truck. Cliche, I know. But what the hell I'll go with it.
As I got closer I saw Grey playing on his phone. I gave Bryce instructions and snuck off around to the tailgate.
"Mister! Mister you gotta help me! I lost my momma and I can't find her! She was watching my sissy play soccer then she was gone!" I heard Bryce cry out as he literally cried. He should be an actor. He's better than me!
"What does she look like little guy? I'll help you find her. It's okay. We'll find her. " Grey soothed him.
Well hot damn. I didn't know he could be so sweet to a little kid. This is great. I should've recorded it. Fuck my life.
"She has long blon-"
"There you are baby!" I cut Bryce off hugging him. "I thought I lost you!" I kissed him on the cheek for a little extra more believability.
"Cameron?" Greys eye looked at me as if I've grown two heads. "This is your son?" He questioned.
"Yeah. This is little Bryce. Couldn't live without him!" I chirped.
"Oh. Okay. I didn't see that coming." He mumbled.
"I'm just kidding. This mah little bro Bryce. Bryce this is Grey. Like the color. Ugly and bland." I explained to Bryce. After I said that Bryce broke into a fit of giggles.
"Hey! I'm not ugly and bland! I'm charming and bright! Anyways screw you. That was a horrible joke. I thought his mom was really lost." Grey said with a pout. Well technically she is but I'm not gonna say that.
"Whatever. Why are you standing at my truck like a creepy stalker?" I asked still holding Bryce in my arms as he put his head on my shoulder. He must've missed nap time.
"I came to apologize like the gentleman I am" he said taking a glance at the sleepy boy in my arms.
"Well go ahead." I said expectantly.
"Go ahead what?" He looked confused.
"Go ahead and apologize you dumbass" I said chuckling.
"I just did!" He said with confusion written all over his face.
"No you said you were here to apologize. You never said the exact words that are needed for an apology dim wit." I scoffed.
"Oh well I-" he was cute off by Bryce as he started to snore.
"Go on" I said with a smile as a walked to the backseat of my truck.
"I'm sorry Cameron. I really didn't mean to upset you. I should've said thank you instead. So. Thank you for getting me out of detention. " he rambled.
"It's all good. Is that it? Cause I'm really tired from practice and I just wanna go home, feast, and play COD. " I asked while buckling Bryce in.
"You play COD? Me too! Can I play?!" He seriously sounded like a little kid right now.
"Sure. Online or..." I asked.
"Could I just come over? I mean I don't know you that well but still. It'll be fun. Except for when I beat your ass." He said with a smirk.
"Okay we'll see" I said with an eye roll. " Just follow behind me. "
"Will do" and with that he walked over to his car and drove behind me to my house.
When we got there I for Bryce and carried him upstairs to his room. With his body weight, how sore I am, and these dumb ass stairs, I'm surprised I didn't die. I mean seriously.
As I reach the bottom of the stairs I see Grey sitting on the floor criss cross looking at all the games.
"Which one do you want to play?" I questioned making him jump.
"Uuummmm. ALL OF THEM!" He screamed throwing his hands in the air like a maniac.
"Hold your horses" I said amused. "I'm sure you do. Weeeelllll how about black ops three? I like it a lot. I'm sure you would too."
And with that we set off playing. By the time I got bored of the game I had beaten him 14-11. Yeah. That's right. Imma winner!
"In your face professor dick weed!!" I yelled as I jumped on the couch and did a happy dance.
"Whatever. You probably cheated." He grumbled.
"Did not. You're just a sore loser. Hahahahaha" I sang loudly.
"Well I gotta go. My moms expecting home in like half an hour. " he said with like a half sad smile.
Was I disappointed? Yeah. A little. But no one has to know that.
"Okay. I'll see ya later turd head. " I said as I turned off the Xbox.
With that he left and I was just sitting there in my favorite short shorts and a tank top watching YouTube videos. They always make me tired so when I can't sleep I just watch them. On my fourth video I was extremely tired so I drug myself up the stairs and into bed. I don't even remember laying down. That's how tired I was.
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Thanks for reading this book😘😘😘
At the top or to the right is a pic of Bryce. Sorry it's crappy lol.
~Coco
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