I WILL FIGHT FOR YOU

6. Game Day

ZACHARY P.O.V

Game day was always a crazy day at school. The hallways, lockers and classrooms were decorated in streamers and poster with our team colours on them. As tradition would have it all players, including myself, wore out team polo shirts with our numbers on the back.
The was no secret that our school loved football. Sometimes it seems it's more devoted to the sport rather than the academics. My locker had 'come on Cap. win us the season' scribbled across it. Heading to any of my classes I got patted on the back and shoulders by anyone I passed. I even got a few cheeky pats on the ass from my teammates.

At lunch our schools chant took over the cafeteria as you felt the level of hype explode. A pizza was also deliverers to our table with a note scribbled in the top of the box.
'Enjoy the fatness of the pizza lads. You better win tonight - Coach W'
We chuckled then dug in. Tonight was going to be one loud and crazy game, and I'd been lying to myself if I didn't admit I was a little nervous.

ELIZA P.O.V

School finally came to an end and Amber and I raced to my car. Picking Jaxon up from daycare we rushed home to get ready for tonight. I shoved the door open with Jaxon in my arms.

"Okay you bathe him and I'll pick out your outfit."

Turing the tap on I added bubbles to the tub before stripping Jaxon of his clothes and testing the water temperature with my elbow. Once I was satisfied that the temperature wasn't too hot I set him in the bath. He squealed in delight and started to play with his toy ship.

"Hey I noticed a bathroom in your room. Mind if I grab a quick shower?"

"Nah go for it."

"Thanks Liza."

I pressed play on the speaker in the bathroom and the small spaced was filled with 'Help' by The Beatles. It was disturbing how perfectly this song fitting in with my life.  I had shampooed and washed him when Amber appeared at the door, she was freshly showered and clothes with her hair and make up down.

"Would you mind drying and dressing him?"

"Not at all. Go shower and dress. And Liza maybe put some make up on tonight, show everyone that you can have a kid and still look fantastic." She winked while taking the towel from my hands. I did not bother checking what clothes were laid on my bed as I headed straight for the bathroom. Amber was right tonight i was going to look fantastic and I trusted her outfit would help me look nothing less than that.

I look at the reflection in the mirror. Amber had picked out a black, sleeveless turtle neck sweater and dark jeans. I took a breath and unzipped my make up bag. I had not touched that bag in 18 months. Pulling out my BB cream, powder, mascara and nude lipstick, I busied making myself look fabulous but also natural. After fifteen minutes I took a step back and admired myself in the mirror. Not half bad. Waling into the hallway barefoot I fund them in the kitchen. Jaxon was sipping a juice box and Amber was furiously texting someone. When she looked up a huge smile lite her face.

"You are one hot momma." She gave me an approving wink.

"Pretty mummy." I gave him a kiss on the forehead. When I turned to face Amber she was holding heels in her hand. They were black and only an inch or two tall with a strap around the ankle.