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~~ Linnéa Yari Brown ~~
Tuesday December 9th 2014
New York, USA

"Hi coach" I say with a smile as I walk onto the football ground.

"Hi Naya. What can I do for you?" He asks with a smile.

"I was wondering if I could miss the Eagles game? I have family stuff to attend to"

"I'll try and arrange something but it should be fine. I'm sure Ronnie will be okay without you for one game"

"Thanks coach"

"And Linnéa? Are you Bryson's guardian?"

"Yes I am. The boy wants to come with me to work everyday"

"I'm happy to have him here. He can come whenever he wants"

"Thanks coach. He's starting little leagues in January" I say.

"What position does he wanna play?"

"Wide receiver"

"Of course. Everyone wants to be Odell Beckham Jr" at first he wanted to be Jarvis but now, after that catch, he wants to be Odell. He looks up to Odell.

"He's got noodles for hair" coach chuckles lightly.

"But he's good. How about we have a little training session for him with the wide receivers?"

"No it's fine coach"

"Naya after what you've done for us, it's what we can do for you"

"I'll tell him"

"Alright Naya. Beckham! Cruz! Randle!" Why is it always them two? I've managed to avoid Odell for a while now. I haven't been able to face him since I cried about him to Jarvis - even if he doesn't know that I did.

"Wassam coach?" Odell says. I look down at my feet.

"Our favourite lil visitor wants to be a wide receiver so y'all gon help him"

"Who's our favourite lil visitor?" Victor asks. Odell looks over to him like it's obvious.

"Bryson." Rueben says.

"Yes. Bryson." Coach says.

"That's cool. Ion mind" Odell says.

"But you gotta take it slow. He's like 6" coach says. He is actually six but I seem to have lost my voice.

"We will" Victor says.

"Alright that's all boys" coach says before walking away.

"Umm - Odell I can't make either of our sessions this week. I got Bryson"

"Alright. You good?" He asks.

"I'm good" I turn around and walk away but that's when I hear Victor calling my name.

"What Victor?" I say.

"What are you doing for Christmas?" He asks.

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