Chapter 1

996 40 7
                                    

"Specs, would you shut up!" Race yelled at Samuel 'Specs' Hills as he repeated the play that had just happened on the football field. Race was quickly writing down the stats in a notebook, and Specs talking was not helping.

"It's just so exciting!" Specs yelled while spinning the camera to catch the next upcoming play.

"It's just football for peep's sake," Race said, "I don't even know how you conned me into doing this with you." Race was in charge of the stats for the team while Specs did the video camera. Race put another tally mark in the column for completed passes beside Spot's name and one in the column for caught passes next to Jack's.

Sean 'Spot' Conlon was the quarterback for the varsity team and Jack Kelly was the wide receiver. The two of them together made an unstoppable team not only in football but also basketball and soccer.

Specs jumped up from his chair and ran around the small room in the press box as Race quickly wrote down the score declaring that they had once again won. Race quickly picked up his multiple colored pens and notebooks sliding them into a pocket of the backpack as Specs put the camera and tripod in the other pocket. After all the pockets were zipped close Race swung the backpack onto his back.

"Let's get back to the bus," Specs said as the two of them headed down the stairs. They quickly climbed onto the bus and sat in the front two seats. It wasn't long until the whole gang of sweaty smells boys climbed their way onto the bus and into the back. As coach climbed onto the bus Race handed them the notebook with the stats.

"Spot and Jack good job tonight," Coach said before sitting down. Race turned around to look at Spot who was talking to Jack and constantly glancing at him.

"Specs," Race said pulling an earbud out of Specs' ear.

"What Race?" He asked spinning so his feet were in the isle.

"Spot and Jack, keeping looking at me, why?" Race said to Specs.

"Probably contemplating on if you would fit in a locker or not," Specs said laughing before sticking his earbud back in his ear.

Spot watched him talk to the boy with glasses. "Why don't you just talk to him?" Jack asked Spot.

"Me! Talk to a person like him. Jack, you know as well as I do, Anthony is way out of my league," Spot answered.

"Sean, you're the star quarterback. He is not out of your league," Jack joked setting a hand on Spot's shoulder.

"He is so much smarter than me," Spot said.

"Tomorrow you are talking to him," Jack stated, "and I will make sure it happens."

Quarterback & Stats (Newsies | Sprace)Where stories live. Discover now