The Final Season

Chapter 10

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Chapter Ten

It's kind of weird not having to pack a soccer bag up in the morning and carry it around the halls until I have a chance to put it in my sports locker. I'm also not use to not staying after for practice or no longer having my crazy moments in the locker room with the girls. It's been a week but it felt like months. When I came home I didn't even know what to do with myself, it's like I didn't belong here but belonged up on the turf instead.

The team pretty much hated me. Well they didn't hate me, but they were upset with me. To them it looked like I just bailed out on them for no reason at all. Davis only told them I no longer felt like I could play because I told him not to mention the grandmother thing. Actually, he's the only person who knows the truth. My parents don't even know that I quit. Anyway, I feel so out of place now. I tried to talk to some of the girls but they just ignore me and walk away. It hurts, but I can't blame them. They think I quit on them, technically I did.

I really missed Beth the most. I haven't talked to her since everything went down. She ignored me the most, and in the classes we had together it was like I was a stranger to her. We were suppose to go through this season together and win together. We promised each other and I broke that promise so easily. I've really just become a crappy person. I didn't want to give her an excuse for it though, I didn't want to think of my grandmother as an excuse.

I still thought about my grandmother a lot. Pretty much every day to be exact. It's not as much of the guilt and blaming myself for it anymore but more of a grief and a sadness. I just feel like a part of me is missing now. It's weird to explain, it's weird to even understand, but I just didn't feel like myself anymore and wondered when I would start feeling like myself again.

Her funeral was a couple of days ago. I think it was safe to say that it was the worst day of my life. Finding out she died was one thing but watching her being buried six feet under was another. I cried so hard that night, I didn't even know I had it in me. On the bright side, at least she was only buried across the street from me. A perk for living across from a cemetery.

I remember all of the funny and weird looks I got each time I said that. Apparently, it's so creepy to live across a cemetery. I think people really think that zombies exist or something and I'll be their first target since I'm so close by. Anyway, I actually like living by it. I love to run on the trails and look at all the different tombstones with dates going back to the early 1900's. My parents thought it would be nice to have my grandmother close by so we could visit her grave whenever we wanted to, and I agreed.

As I left homeroom somebody grabbed my arm and I turned around hopefully to see Beth there but instead it was Austin.

"You look happy to see me." He said sarcastically but smiled at me as he leaned against one of the lockers slightly.

"Sorry I've been a bit out of it lately." I said shaking my head slightly. I haven't even talked to Austin in so long. We were suppose to do that whole training thing but then I quit. He has probably already heard about it. I wouldn't be surprised if he did.

"Yeah are you okay? I heard you quit the team." And there it goes, I thought to myself. He was probably curious because only a few weeks back I was telling him how we were going to win sectionals and we were going to kill it and then all of sudden I quit the team. I could lie and say that my ankle is no good but I don't want him to think I'm some wimp who can't handle a little bit of pain, and I'm no wimp.