==Nathan==
Ever since our argument, Eleanor hasn't talked to me. Malcolm still did and he tells me that she is upset about what happened. Since I was suspended, I stay home obviously grounded. My parents freaked out on me about what happened and gave me what seemed like an hour long lecture. Since I was grounded, I was not allowed to go out. It wasn't like I had anyone to go out with.
I spent the whole week in solitude but now I needed to leave my room...for school. The last place I wanted to be at. I didn't want to deal with my friends, the teachers, and all the whispers about me that I am gonna have to hear throughout the day. Since I hadn't gotten much sleep the night before, I got ready for school around 5 in the morning. I got dressed and I walked straight to my car even though it was around 6:30. I didn't want to face my parents.
I drove around town until 8 o'clock came around. I drove to school five minutes after the bell and I got stares from the people who crowded the halls. I walked passed all of them and I walked to my locker. I got what I needed and I turned to see Malcolm and Eleanor looking at me from across the hall where we used to hang out. I sigh, taking my things and walking away. I sit in the back of the class and I kept my head down. During the lesson, I noticed Alice sitting on the other side of the room. She glanced at me but looked away quickly. She was still upset with me.
When lunch came around, I slowly walked to the cafteria. When I walked into the room, I got stares from a few people. I saw my friends sitting at our usual table but they didn't pay attention when I walked through the door. I walked passed them and walked out into the hall walking out to the bleachers. I was alone.
Time went on almost the same way as that day. I didn't talk to Eleanor or Malcolm, Alice was avoiding me, and my parents were still angry with me. It remained that way for about 3 weeks.
It was getting closer to the championships and it tore me up inside knowing I couldn't play. Everyone wished them good luck and it was as if I was never apart of the team. When that night came along, I stayed home. I didn't want to go. I didn't see a reason to. My parents went out that night and since I was still in trouble I couldn't go out. I stayed in my room for most of the night, scrolling through social media watching the videos of people at the game. The game was half way over and I couldn't stop thinking about it. After a while, I gave up. I got dressed and walked to the high school. The stadium was pretty big and there was a gate which seperated the field from a small park. I walked through the park and I had a clear view of the game. There was a set of bleachers in front of me which was packed of fans cheering them on. I watched them do the play and I could see Eleanor cheering them on. I didn't know if I was imagining it but I saw Eleanor wink at Malcolm.
The game continued and they were down to only 4 minutes left. It was the opposing teams ball but they failed the touchdown. We had the ball and the quaterback who had replaced me set up the positions and yelled the play. They started and the clock was ticking. They were at 10 seconds and Malcolm had the ball, sprinting as fast as he could across the field. He was untouched by the players since they were far behind. He scored and the crowd roared in excitement like there was no tomorrow. They cheered and they hoisted Malcolm up in the air.
They had won the game. Without me. Of course I was proud for them. But it hurts knowing I wasn't there with them.
After the game, I stuck around after everyone began to leave. I saw the college scouts walking out into the field with our couch. They approached Malcolm where they talked. In the pit of my stomach, I knew what they were talking about. The scout shook his hand and they left. Couch hugged Malcolm and Eleanor walked up to him. She squealed in excitement and I jumped him. She hugged him tightly as she wrapped her legs around his waist. I felt my body fill with jealousy but there was nothing I could do.
Not baring to watch more, I walked back home. When I got home, I saw my parents' car in the driveway. "Oh shit" I curse to myself knowing I was gonna get yelled at. I walked into the room, seeing my parents standing angrily in the living room. I sigh and my mom snapped. She yelled at me, screaming about how irresponsible I had become. "What happened to you Nathan!"she yelled but I drowned out most of what she was saying. I didn't need her to make me feel worse. "Go to your room"She says to me and I walk away. I made it to my room and I run my hand through my hair. I had so many emotions in me, I wanted to scream. I felt my breathing pick up and my body began to shake from all the anger beginning to rise from within me. I stood up trying to calm down but it didn't work. "Ah!"I yell as I punch the wall. My hand collided with the wall. I pressed my head against the wall as I breathed heavily. But my rage melted away leaving nothing but the depressed feeling of wanting nothing more but death...
