Watcher (KSImon)

Five

It was tryouts day. I definitely was terrified, since I hadn't played in front of other people in years. Tobi came up to me again, this time with his friend Josh. 

"You have gut, Simon. I like that," Tobi says, impressed.

"Hopefully you're as good at football as you are at making Harry squirm," Josh adds.

"I really hope so to."

JJ was across the pitch practicing with Vikk, Ethan, and of course, Harry. I watched him do stupid tricks, not caring what the coach thought. He would obviously make the team, no matter what he did at practice.

"Minter!" A rough shout came from the stands, I jog up to him, "you're the boy trying out that doesn't have extreme experience playing for team, I hope you realize."

"Yes, sir, I know."

"Two people are going to be cut today."

"Yes sir."

"Try not to let one of them be you, if you can help it."

His abrasive attitude didn't rub off on me. I ran back onto the pitch and started to dribble the ball around. Tobi and Josh shadowed me from behind, expecting something great to happen. Josh came from behind and roughly took the football from me. Tobi stifled a laugh.

Then I stopped walking. Josh turned around and looked at me, waiting for me to come to steal it back. I freeze for a moment. Josh starts to kick the ball slowly to me, and I sprint towards him. He sees it coming and flicks the ball out of the way, but as soon as I saw his foot move, I swerved to the left, and smoothly took the ball away, not even slightly touching Josh's feet. I stop the ball and turn around.

"Bloody hell, mate! That reaction time!" Josh says, surprised.

"I think you'll at least knock Vikk off the team," Tobi joked. 

I looked over to JJ. He was too busy to see what was going on, but the Coach did. He nodded approvingly, then tweeted his whistle. 

"JJ! ETHAN! VIKK! HARRY! GET OVER 'ERE!" We followed right behind them, and the rest  "gentlemen, today we are scrimmaging (oh well if "scrimmage" isn't the right word over the pond) 10 versus 10. I want Keith, Frank, Ethan, Vikk, Harry...." 

"Of course he puts them together," another boy mumbled.

"Sorry, I get it," I whisper back.

"I'm Callum Airey."

"Cool. Simon's the name, nice to meet you," we shook hands. He had a strange accent. I kind of found it endearing.

"..... And Tobi, Charles, Josh, Simon, Cal..." Callum grinned at me, ".... and finally, JJ."

Tobi high fived JJ. I guess they were still friends, after all.

JJ took it in his hands to become captain.

"Tobi, you take center mid, aight? Airey, get left wing, Josh, center defender, and naturally, I'll be Striker...."

(if i get the positions they please wrong, shoot me.)

I saw Cal roll his eyes. I laughed a bit.

"Now...." JJ had gone through the list, "who's going to be second striker?"

"Mate, yeh forgot Simon," Josh said.

"Him? At striker? Tobi you can be striker, put Simon at mid-" JJ started.

"No," Tobi interrupted, "put him up top."

JJ gave him an odd look, "but-"

"No. He has quite a bit of skill Jide."

JJ shrugged, "your loss, Jizzle."

As JJ walked away, I sniggered, "Jizzle?" I joked at Tobi.

He laughed, "don't ask."

"Too late."

"OK." The coach shouted, "I want a clean game. No jokes today. Two of you are going to see that poster in the hallway tomorrow morning and be extremely disappointed." Everyone stopped their small conversations, "good luck." 

We started to arrange ourselves in position. Harry's team won the coin flip, and him and some younger fellow did the kick off. 

"Manny thinks he's so cool," I heard Tobi say to Cal.

"That's what younger brothers always do. Sorry mate."

Manny started bolting towards our side of the pitch, straight towards me. I saw him smirk. JJ must have told him of my crap shot. 

It was unsuspecting. It was the perfect chance. Like slow motion, I sprinted towards him, knocked the ball away from his legs. This stopped Manny in his tracks. He turned around and watched me sprint down the field. Ethan was on defense, and I did a chop and sprinted the other direction. Poor guy tried to back pedal and fell on his bum. The boy named Frank was in goal, and looked quite nervous. I made a shot from behind the 18, and it went in at full force. 

"I TOLD YOU JJ! I TOLD YOU!" Tobi jumped onto my back, making me fall over.

I looked over to JJ. My stomach rolled over. He was glaring straight at me.

Omg it's a long chapter you guys! This took me an hour, with homework breaks, to write. I can't exactly describe a soccer/football match, so I probably didn't live up to your expectations. 

OMG Fall basketball starts next week hehe 

I swear I need to get in shape i had a hardcore gym elective today at school and I was about to pass out.

Next chapter in..... try a two hours max