Something Worth Fighting For

Chapter Thirty Three: About A Boy

Chapter Thirty Three- About A Boy

Natalia had spent the week looking for the perfect gift. Dallas's birthday was the next day and luckily she had found him something that she hoped he would like.

All she had to do was go after school and pick it up. It was as simple as that, Natalia thought as she headed in to the library. There was just one more thing she needed to do...

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“Owen! Happy Birthday!” The coach said before practice started.

Dallas groaned. Several guys gave him his birthday beats. He could feel his arms bruising. At this rate I'm going to be finished, He thought as everyone started to settle down.

“Alright men, start with warm ups. Then do your laps. I'll divide you and then we'll play on the field.” The coach told them.

Dallas couldn't help but groan once more. Today was going to be a long day. He wasn't going to be seeing Natalia anytime soon. For some reason she was going out with her friends to watch some movie. Why did she have to choose today? Dallas wondered.

It meant Dallas wouldn't be picking her up from school. Dallas put the thought to the back of his mind and got started on the task at hand.

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“So where am I driving you?” Taylor asked. Natalia walked with him to his car.

“You're taking me to the mall. I have to pick some stuff up.” Natalia told him. “We'll catch a movie later.” She added. He unlocked the doors. They both sat inside.

“What stuff?” Taylor asked. “Dallas's gift.” Natalia told him, as he started the car.

“Oh...no wonder you wouldn't tell me in front of Clara and Dawn.” Taylor finally understood. Natalia had glared at him when he had asked her at lunch.

“You think?” Natalia said to him, sounding exasperated.

“So what did you get him?” Taylor asked, pulling out of the school parking lot.

Natalia shook her head. “You'll see.” She said, as they drove in the direction of the mall.

“Okay... so...which movie?” Taylor asked. Natalia sighed. “Take your pick.”

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“Happy Birthday, Dallas!” Mrs. Williams said as Dallas entered and sat down at the dining table. Both she and her husband were seated already.

“Hey! It's the birthday boy. How is it being twenty one years old?” Derek had arrived. He was looking ready to give Dallas a round of birthday beats.

“Mercy!” Dallas said, holding up his hands, as Derek sat beside him. “What! You can't do that!” Derek complained. “You didn't have a whole team give you beats...so yea I can...and besides I didn't give you your birthday beats for the last three years.” Dallas said to him, darkly.

“You weren't here, genius.” Derek told him with a grin. “Alright...fine...this once I'll be nice. So what movie would you like to see?”

“Anything...you choose.” Dallas told him.

They ate dinner all the while chatting about different movies. When Dallas was about to get up, Mrs. Williams told him to stay seated.

“Hold on! Wait here.” She told him, getting out of her seat and heading to her kitchen.

She came back with a glowing birthday cake.

“You really didn't have to.” Dallas said, he felt touched that they had gone through the trouble of doing this for him..