The Coach and The Flyer

Chapter Three: Quitting The Team

That day after school I went to the field to turn in my uniform not remembering that our coach was not going to be here today for the first time, and Coach McAndrew; or better known to me as Matthew; was coaching the cheer team today. I cursed under my breath, but I knew I had to hand in my uniform today, so I trudged over there and got his attention. "Hey Coach McAndrew can I talk to you away from the team?" I asked and I saw my ex-bestfriend Samantha staring at me, I looked at her with the evil eye before Matthew grabbed my arm and pulled me away. We were talking about ten feet away from the team, he had his back to the team and my small figure was blocked by his massive body. "Jasmine, what do you need, I can't talk about the you know what at school." He said giving me a nervous look. "I am not here to talk about that. I am here to turn in my uniform, because I am quitting." I said trying not to cry as I said it. "Why are you quitting you love to be on the team?" He asked and I let one tear fall. "I am quitting for the sake of.....my child, it is to dangerous to be a cheerleader and be with child." I said putting a slight emphasis on the word my. "Jasmine, please don't do this, I don't wanna be a father." He said looking into me eyes. "Matthew, I am keeping the child, and I am going to raise it and be the best mother I can." I said in a low whisper, but in an angry tone.

I was so mad at him now, that I almost forgot what I had came to the field to do. I pulled out my uniform out of my bag and slammed it into his chest. "I needed to give this to a coach so I could go home, I have a date to prepare for tomorrow." I said giving him a small smile. "Jasmine, what about the baby? You can't date you're pregnant." He said in a stern tone. "Matt look just because of what happened does not mean that you have control over me, you are still just a coach and I am still just Jasmine." I said and I realized that the whole team was looking at me and Matt. "Coach thank you for the advice on what I should do, but I need to be getting home I have important things to take care of." I said as if I was just another student and walked off the field.

When I got home I looked through my closet to find something for tomorrow, and finally found the right thing, it was a short dress that was a baby blue, and a brown leather belt to go around it. As for my shoes I picked out a nice pair of black flats that were just the right size on my feet. Just as I had put my outfit aside for our date tomorrow and was ready to get my school clothes ready, I suddenly felt sick to my stomach and ran into the bathroom in my room. The bathroom was not even two feet from me and I had barely made it there before spilling the contents of what I had ate today into the toilet. My mother who I thought was not home came to my side and as soon as I was done puking my guts out she took my temperature. "Baby girl you are not hot are you okay?" She asked looking at the thermometer in her hands. "Yes mom I am fine I think I had something that was expired at school today." I lied knowing why I was suddenly sick and not wanting her to know yet.

She thought it odd to eat something expired at school, but she left soon after, and I went to my bed and searched up pregnancy symptoms so I would know what to say if I had anymore of them in the near future before I told my mother. I found that I might experience, tender, swollen breasts, nausea with or without vomiting; knew that one already; increased urination, fatigue, food aversions, or cravings, slight bleeding, cramping, mood, swings, dizziness, and constipation. I had not had any of these other than the nausea, and I really didn't want them.

Soon after that I fell asleep thinking of the tiny life growing inside me, the tiny life that was the football coaches at my school. I was scared and I knew he was to, but at that time I didn't know what could really go wrong.