Fumble (An OBJ story)

.03

~~ Linnéa Yari Brown ~~
Wednesday November 5th 2014
New York, USA

Bryson is so overly excited and it's adorable. He was annoyed at me earlier because I wouldn't let him wear the jersey. His favourite players are Odell and Victor but he can't wear either of those because I said so.

He gets out the car and drags me by my arm.

"Sista faas please" I walk faster just for him. We get inside and I knock on coach's door.

"Hi coach"

"Hi Naya. Who's this little one?" Coach says.

"Mi nah likkle. Mi a big-" of course he has a problem with that.

"Balance. This is my little brudda Bryson. He wanted to come and see the team. I hope that's fine" (balance means behave)

"It's all good. It's nice to meet you Bryson"

"It's nice to meet yuh too coach Tom" he says behaving himself.

"You can take him through to the boys" I thank him before walking through his office to the locker rooms.

"Hi Naya" Juron says. This catches half the guy's attention who begin greeting me.

"Hi Jay"

"Who's this?"

"This is my little brudda Bryson. He wanted to meet the team"

"Wass good lil man?" Dwayne says.

"Everyting nice." He says.

"I've gotta go and do my job. Y'all good with him?"

"I'm sure he'll wanna meet Odell first. Everybody loves that guy" Dwayne says.

"Mi wan fi meet Odell sista" he says spinning on his heels.

"Are y'all Jamaican?" Corey asks.

"Yea we are"

"Lil man sound it" Dwayne says.

"Mi come from deya on Friday" Bryson says.

"I'm gonna be late for work when I'm in the building. Come on Brys"

"See yuh soon guys" Bryson says before following me out. I get to the training facility and Odell is sat waiting for me.

"That Bryson?" He asks.

"You remember Bryson?" I ask furrowing my brows.

"'Im knows who I am?" Bryson asks clearly excited.

"Yea you're little brother."

"And your biggest fan annoyingly enough"

"My biggest fan huh? Here you go" Odell takes off his jersey and hands it to him. Thank god he's got a vest on underneath because I remember what type of sexy ass body he has.

"Tank yuh man. Yuh adi don man"

"He sounds so cute" Odell says.

"Can yuh sign it?" Bryson asks. He brought a permanent marker with him just for this.

"Sure lil man"

"Mi a big mun. Nuh say it again" Odell chuckles lightly and signs his shirt.

"Thank yuh. Sista mi ah go run wit da bredrin now"

"You can go if you say that properly" I say as I grab his arm before he can run off.

"Thank yuh. Naya I'm gonna go play with the team now"