Ian P.O.V.
"Let's go!"
We all ran into the locker room as we took another win tonight! I was feeling on top of the world right now and me and the guys was to pumped over this win.
"Aye Ian you had that man breaking his ankles out there tryna catch you." Keem laughed while taking his helmet off.
"You already know that's what I do...HAWKS ON THREE. 1...2....3 "
"HAWKS!" The whole team responded.
"You looked good out there boy." Messiah came over to where me and Keem locker was at.
"No doubt, y'all had my back out there for real." I extended my hand and shook up Keem and Messiah before pulling my jersey over my head.
"Move!"
I was pushed up against my locker out of no where by Trent who rushed passed me to get to his locker. He had a scowl on his face but my facial expression was even worse.
"Nigga what the hell wrong with you?" Keem ask as I continued to mug his ass from where I was standing.
"Don't say nothing to me." He replied still throwing his stuff into his locker.
"Well you push me again and we gone have a problem." I add turning my back.
"We already got a problem. Everybody kiss yo ass so much but you not even a good captain. You run the same plays so only you look good. That shit not fair."
"Here we go again." Keem say throwing his hands up.
"Fuck is you mad for, we won didn't we?" Messiah add.
"I don't care! I'm out there on the same field as y'all and not once do I run the ball."
"Because you a rookie, what you expect." I step closer to him.
"Nah you do it to keep ya weak ass wide receiver from looking bad." He looked over at Messiah before looking back at me.
"I'm weak?" Messiah laughed. "Says the person who can't even run the ball. Don't jump on me because you don't get no time on the field."
"Whatever man you know I'm about to replace you soon enough that's why. And Ian you ain't shit"
Messiah pushed Trent as I threw the first punch that connected with his nose. The fight quickly died down once coach walked in pulling us all apart.
"What the hell is going on!"
"Coach them niggas just jumped me." Trent yelled holding his bloody nose.
"Nigga ain't nobody jump yo scary ass." Messiah fired back still trying to get loose from Keem hold on him.
"Shut up! I heard everything. What I don't understand is what is your problem?" He questioned Trent.
"Coach I'm the one with the bloody nose and you getting on me?"
"You damn right because you started it. I won't accept this fighting on my team so if you got a problem with how I run my team-"
"It's not how you run it, it's your captain-"
"Shut up!" Coach yells making us all quiet down. "Now I been letting this go on for far to long but now I'm getting tired of this. These are my seniors and they deserve to be out there on that field. If you can't wait your turn Trent then you let me know now."
"He want to cry about every little thing but don't wanna put the work in. We earned our spot on this team, you need to show a little more respect." I say.
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Never Let Go
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