The next month me and Vincent were hiding for the rain. It's October and Autumn had started in September.
Vincent had made my life better. Every time RSC Anderlecht plays at their stadion, we go and watch together.
I had decided to put the name PRAET on my shirt and his number, which is 10. The matches which were not in Anderlecht, I watched on tv.
My parents weren't happy with me liking soccer and this team. I don't understand why and they don't want to explain it. So I hadn't told them yet that I wanted to try it. I mean, they don't want me to even support a team so what would they say if I wanted to actually play it.
" When are you gonna ask your parents? " Vincent asked.
" I have no idea "
" But you should because if you don't ask you'll never know "
" They get mad when I tell them I'm going to a game "
" Why? "
" I don't know and they don't tell me why "
" You should ask them. It's your life at last "
To get back to Praet, I had been researching him and he seems to have his own brand in clothing so I had bought some of his newest collection already. His brand is called DYJCode. It's mostly black, white and grey, but very stylish.
I had made a Facebook and Instagram account and I started following the DJ's I love, RSC Anderlecht and Dennis of course! And also a bunch of other people.
" So, you love soccer now and you want to play it, that's awesome ", he started, " what other things do you like? "
" Music, as I told you before "
" Any favourite artist? "
" Martin Garrix "
" Oh, that Dutch DJ who is the youngest superstar in the EDM world, right? "
" Yes, he is so good and he inspires me to keep going with my life "
" That's great "
" I wish I could be like him and meet him one day "
" How do you mean be like him? "
" Come on, he's a famous DJ, he's 19 years old, he travels the world, he does what he loves AND he makes others happy, I want to be like that too "
" Well? Just do it! " Vincent shouted.
" How in the world do I become like him? "
" Become a DJ too "
" Yeah right, I don't even have the money to buy a programme on my computer to produce music "
" Go to work "
" I'm 15, it's illegal "
" Become a soccer star " he winked.
" You're not funny " but I laughed too as he started to laugh.
" Yes I am, you're laughing "
" That's because your laughter is horrible "
" No, it's not " he winked again.
" Stop winking at me "
" No " he winked once more.
***
That evening I decided to be brave and ask my parents why they don't like soccer. At dinner I finally did it.
" Mum... dad? " I started.
