✔ | 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 ✿ 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐘

six

zach's alarm from his phone went off, causing the young boy to get up as he stretched slightly. he rubbed his eyes, before gettng out of his bed; grabbign his phone, and quickly walking out of his house so no one questioned where he was going.

he walked for some time before he had finally sighted the school. he looked around slightly, glancing around to make sure he was out of sight. he saw no one by the front of school, making zach walk quickly to the front of the school, opening the doors, and walking quietly through the hall that led to gym.

zach got to the doors of the gym, pushing them open quietly and then procceding to peak inside. his eyes scanned the gym, seeing no one; causing him to walk inside.

the boys are probably still in the locker room. zach thought to himself. he carefully walked up the stairs to the bleachers, plopping down in the top left corner. he beagn to open his phone, soon being startled by a loud voice that boomed through the room.

"all boys come line up on the wall!" the coaches voice yelled, echoing through the tan colored room. "so, i will be picking ten players to be on the team. work you hardest and you will get picked. there are tryouts today and tomorrow same time. the roster will be posted monday by the gym doors. good luck players, do your best! now, everyone line up and start your laps." the coach finished.

as soon as his speaking stopped, they all began their laps. zach spotted jack and corbyn running next to each other; watching the two intently.

zach's eyes couldn't move from jack's figure; he was admiring the elder. the beads of sweat dripping off his forehead, his curls flopping aganist his face, his chest rising slight every time he took a stride. zach thought he was perfect.

about ten minutes later, the coach called them all over to stop running; splitting them into two lines ashe prepared them for drills.

everyone was obedient, splitiing into two lines across the court. zach's eyes followed jack and corbyn as they came to the line to the left of the court. closer to zach.

jack's eyes seemed to wander around the gym, his gaze catching zach. jack sent to boy a soft smile; zach only returning it with a small wave. i love his smile. he doesn't like it, but i think it's perfect. zach's thoughts took over his head.

jack was walking forward, turning away from zach as he prepared for his turn. he bounces the ball once on the court, positioning his hands on the ball while bending his legs in concentration.

he pushes his feet up off the court and pushes the ball off his hands through his fingertips, standing at the three-pointer line. the freckled boy smiles with confidence as the ball falls smoothly through the hop.

he looked up at zach with a smile, zach smiling back as the smile had never left his face in the first place.

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there was about thirty minutes left in the boy's tryouts. zach had been practially drowling on himself for the past fifteen. most of the boys were shirtless, jack included. and zach couldn't help but stare and his mind go through the thoughts of how good the boy looked sweating and shirtless.

zach though decided he was going to leave in fifteen minutes due to his meet up with kay. he needed some time to get ready into more comfortable and weather fitting clothes.

zach could only hope she was nice, but, his thoughts weren't focused on that at the moment. he was focused on jack and how flustered the slightly taller boy made him. he wondered how he looked from someone else's point of view.

luckily, after a few minutes the couch called them to move their drills to the other side of the court. zach's eyes traveled with the boys, taking a small breath and shaking his head. he let himself stand up, quietly moving down the bleachers and out the gym doors.