Chapter 4

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I know this song doesn't quite relate to this chapter but I am listening to this song at the moment and it got me in the mood to write! I hope y'all are Billie Eilish fan because I am! :D Anyway lets head in to the chapter.

*** At the football court ***

"Come on Creep! Up on your feet!" Justin said as I laid there restless on the ground. 

OMG! I haven't worked out since in a very long time! I mean I still have a good physic but my resistance isn't up to its potential. 

"You still have one more lap to run around the football field! You have just made half of one. Come on! Up on your feet I say!" Justin commanded. 

I struggled to get up, but I managed to pull through.

Let me explain you as to how I reached to this point. *sighs*

***Earlier***

I woke that morning so motivated for the day's eventful day, eschewing nervousness and panic which is to come. 

"Well, well, I hear that my champ's football game is getting closer. I can sense the competitiveness from that song I heard." Dad exclaimed as he busted through my door. "Oh how I remember when you were so small, waking every morning and stealing my radio in order to play that same song on the radio. It was then when you were in the small leagues and it was popular back then. That was your theme song, your motivation!" He paused and exclaimed in whispers. "Go Jay10! Go Jay10!" Back then when I was in the little leagues, my football number was number 10 and was one of the best players. People used to shout those words "Jay10" because back then I used to love people calling me Jay. 

"Thanks Dad." I muttered.

"Make sure to get mom and I front row seats! You hear!" 

" I will dad!" 

"You remind me a lot of myself back then when I was in high school. I was part of the football team, back in North Region High, that is when I saw your mother and knew she was the one."

"Well dad, sorry to interrupt your reminiscence but I am running a bit late for school."

"I will give you a ride today. Common let's go."

I didn't hesitate because I usually used to walk to school and sometimes I used to get a ride there. This will be my advantage just for today to avoid those lunatics. 

I grabbed an apple from the counter and said goodbye to my mother, avoiding anymore false promises and statements. I got in the car and my father tried to continue the conversation of this morning but I didn't want to continue because it aches me that my dad is believing something which isn't true. I know when her finds out the real truth, it would totally devastate him, entirely. 

As we got to school, my dad told me something which I thought would serve me as a motivation or the longer run. He told me, 'A champion can never lose his grounds, it will forever live in him.' Well, let's see if that serves me as a form of motivation for today. 

The school as sort of empty that while because I got there at 7:10 a.m. Literally 15 minutes before the school bus got here. The classes were open as per usual and I went there. No one was there, it looked like a ghost town. As I always take my sketch pad with me I began to doodle, finishing the image that I was doing last night before being interrupted by two souls. I set my headphones on my ears, blasting slow musics which helped me draw in piece. 

I became so profoundly submitted into my bubble that I forgot that I was in class. Since I had my different shading pencils, I began shading. Time went by that I didn't notice that people were already coming in class. When you normally sit at the back,  you never tend to be notice the people coming in and out of class especially when someone is sitting right beside you. That is what I will start hating now because Blaire sits right beside me and I didn't realize she was watching me this whole entire time. I finished my drawing and noticed that there was only 5 minutes before classes. I starting to pack my utensils in my bag and I was about to put up away my sketch book when a soft hand grip stopped me. I turned around to see whom those delicate hands belonged to and it was from Blaire. 

"Hey Jayden, I saw you drawing from the moment I got here. Can I see?"

Without any hesitation, surprisingly at that time, I handed it over to her without saying a word. She became amazed as to what I drew, which made her do a clapping sign and muttering the words 'You are talented.' 

I just stared at her holding back my emotions

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I just stared at her holding back my emotions. I didn't gave her any response and asked for my sketch pad so that i can put it in my bag. This eventually lead her to talk.

"I am sorry about yesterday. I didn't know my sister was like that."  She pouted.

"It's okay." I responded coldly.

"I managed to talk to my sister last night about the thing you asked me to do. football practices are this afternoon."

I stayed there in fright because I will know how everyone categorize me. I will be the football instead of the quarterback.

"Don't worry, there is nothing to worry. I will be there with you and i will make sure that my sister's boyfriend doesn't do anything to you." Crap, I think she saw my tension.

"Thank you." I whispered.

*** End of Flash Back ***

"So you wanted to join the football team! Get up and fight it like a man little piece of shit!" Justin insulted me into motivation. 

I stood up. Gripped my cleats to the solid group and I began to run. In my head I started saying I won't be a reason to their enjoyment. I won't let anyone take advantage of me. I won't let anyone see me at my weakest! I will be aim this run!  I had my headphones on and I cracked up the song "We will rock you by Queen" I gave it my all and without me noticing, I finished the run. 

Justin approached me, clapping his hands slowly yet impressed. He dashed a towel towards me and announced, "Training starts tomorrow at 3. Don't be late." 

Will this be a big opportunity for Jayden? Or will this lead to an environment which will bring him back something which he buried in the past? Stay tune. 

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