*Jonah's POV*
"I could really use a tough guy like you. The team's a bunch of princes, If you know what I mean" Coach Jenkins told me while the both of us were sitting at the bleachers.
"You're telling me. It's all, 'after you, old chum', 'Oh, pardon me, did I bump into you?' Where I come from It's, 'prepare to die, sucker!' As my father says, 'the only way to win' is to make sure everyone else loses!" I start getting aggressive.
"Jonah! Jonah, Jonah, Jonah!" Coach tried to calm me down.
"Let me explain a team. Uh, It's like a family"
"You do not want to be at my house at dinner time" I warned.
"Okay, okay, um... You know how a body has a lot of different parts? The legs, elbows, ears. But they all need each other. Well, that's what a team is... different players who work together to win. Make any sense?"
"Can I be the fist?" Before I actually punched the coach, he took out a jersey from his bag and passed it to me.
"Welcome to the team son"
HELL YEAH! OH MY GOSH IT EVEN HAS MY NAME AT THE BACK!
(A/n: Sorry for the really short chapter! More coming out later onwards!)
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