Brittany Hills: Seattle

Calvin 5

I remember that night vividly.... I had just rushed for 243 yards against the supposed number one defense in the state and my team was championship bound, but something was off usually my mom would be the first one to greet me I should've known something was wrong when I didn't spot her smiling face in the crowds of people. It wasn't until my coach, instead of taking me home took me to the hospital.... she had died an hour before my game, his reasoning for not telling me was because he didn't want to distract me during the game. Yeah I was pissed but at that point, he was the only person I had... my dad was nowhere to be found, my mom didn't have any close living relatives.... my mom was all I had and now I had nothing. I sat on the sideline while the rest of the team went through drills, sometimes it sucked being a star running back because when I was on the field nothing could touch me but since Coach K wanted to 'save my legs' I was left to my thoughts. As of right now, I wasn't sure how I felt about Brittany Hills..... The twins were hilarious, Ka'Jai and Denzel were coo as well but Nayquinn..... okay so there were two different versions of me, The Football Player was cocky, brash, and invincible but Normal me was kinda shy and timid... mainly because I didn't know who to trust, I was used to people only wanting to be coo with me because of what was waiting for me in the future, God willing.....

"Coach K is a bitch...." My best friend Zachariah 'Ziggy' Quinn said walking over to me, we went back to pee-wee football, back when the helmets were too damn big for our heads so he was one of the only people who knew the real me. "Cal, you're the best player on the team, there's no denying that but I ain't no scrub either.... I got a fuckin arm and yet his entire game plan consists of handing you the ball." Ziggy said and I could see the frustration in his eyes.

"That's because no one can stop me...." I said smirking. "But I'll talk to him and see if we can't change it up a little since this is our junior year it's about time to start putting together highlights for colleges and if you all you do is hand the ball off it's not a good look." I said. "Ayy you gotta stop by the group home I'm living in... that place is nice as fuck." I said.

"Bet after practice, we'll hit the shower and head over there it's been a while since we chilled when you were staying with Coach K he had your ass in a bubble like he didn't want us breathing on you because he was afraid you'd get sick or something." Ziggy said.

"QUINN YOU FEEL LIKE JOINING THE TEAM OR ARE YOU GOING TO KEEP HARASSING LOLLIS!!!!" Coach K yelled and Ziggy started mumbling 'NFL, NFL, NFL' which was his mantra to keep from punching Coach K in the mouth. I really wanted to be out there with the team but if I even tried Coach would punish the rest of them because of my defiance and I was really trying to get home and figure out what I was going to wear to this party.... After practice, we hit the showers and as I was getting dressed Coach K pulled me into his office. "Here take these.... they'll help with your anxiety and reduce your panic attacks, just don't tell anyone I gave them to you." He said handing me a small bottle full of pills, when I walked out of his office and Ziggy was waiting for me.

"Did you get the text?" He asked showing me his phone and I smiled, it didn't seem like much just an address, a date, and a picture but as they say a picture is worth a thousand words.