(Michael's POV)
Yesterday wasn't the same without October at the Shelter with me. It wasn't as.... fun, it seemed. The people there weren't as fun with the animals.
Anyways, today is the day of football(soccer) tryouts. I want to try out for left center. People don't think I am fast, but when my adrenaline is racing, I could run a mile in a minute.
After school is when tryouts are, so I can't waist anytime getting to my locker after this class. "Now class, You have a very important exam tomorrow, so me sure to study," Mrs. Roberts announced.
'Great' I thought to myself. I have tryouts and a study date with myself tonight. I have a busy night.
The sound of the school bell telling us it was time to go, knocked me out my thoughts. I bolted out of my seat, and ran to my locker. I might have knocked some people down along the way. I heard people shouting as I brushed past them.
I quickly unlocked my locker, grabbing my sports gear, and my backpack. I dashed to the locker room. Many guys were already geared up, and ready to go. I flailed over to a open locker and changed into my gear.
I ran out to the field. Taking an empty seat on the bench, I looked up to the bleachers. I saw a girl, reading a book. A very familiar girl. I would need to get closer to identify her.
"Michael?! Hey dude! What are you doing at football tryouts?" Ashton called as he was running towards me.
"Uh... Hey Ashton. I'm here because I am trying out for the team," I replied, rubbing the back if my neck.
"Oh really? Goaly?" he responded.
" Left center," I retorted.
"Good luck with that. That's Calum's game," he pointed to a guy over by the cheerleaders.
"Psh. He's got got some competition. I was the star at my old school. The only good thing about that school was the football team. we went to championships twice," I stated.
"Cool. Oh, time to go warm up. See ya later. Oh, and if you see me open, kick it to me. I'm the captain," Ashton patted my shoulder and left.
I roamed the field, and looked for a place to stretch before we start.
"Clifford! Get in position!" The couch's whistle startled me.
I ran to the left field, and got in the position.
"1-2-3, GO!" the guy who had the ball called. The ball went flying up into the air. Ashton surprising caught the pass with his foot. He almost ball the ball, but got it back in time.
I ran deep. Close to five yards away from the goal. I shuffled back and forth for Ashton to see that I was open. He pointed to me as he set his foot, and punted the ball. It spiraled in the air until It reached my the ground. I secured the ball with both feet as I ran to make the goal.
I was so close to the goal until someone tackled me into the ground, making me kick the ball straight into the goal.
"YES!" I heard people scream and clap.
I rose to my feet and ran over the the rest of the players. They all patted me on the shoulder. None of that, slap the ass, shit. I would feel very uncomfortable if a guy did that to me. Now girls, I wouldn't mind so much.
"Nice job Clifford. The first cut will be posted tomorrow afternoon. Now LEAVE!" the couch yelled at all of us. It startled me. So I ran to the bench and grabbed my things.
The bad thing is, today, I have to walk home. My car is in the shop getting it's bumper fixed. My dad was test driving it and got rear ended. But oh well, this gives me more time to see the town.
I took my gear to the locker room and changed into my regular clothes. Oh shit! I forgot my phone on the bench. Better that I leave school through the field any way. It is the way I am heading anyways.
As soon as I was done changing, I dashed to the field and grabbed my phone. I looked up at the bleacher, and the familiar girl was still there. I wonder why she was sitting there alone. I guess she was studying, because she had a book in her lap. As I got closer to the bleachers, I could see her purple-ish, pink hair.
It was October.
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