Chapter 5:

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Elijah's POV:

I was super late.

 Couldn't say it was any different from the usual, but that didn't change the fact that at that moment time was running out. 

I snatched up my backpack from the floor, searching hurriedly through the pockets, growing frustrated as my eyes landed on everything but what I was looking for. My gaze drifted to my watch, the crunch of time pressing down on me as I did a visual sweep of my room.

"Keys, keys, keys..."

Where could they be? 

With one last glance, I hustled towards the living room, trying to remember where I'd placed them the night before.

"Cole, do you have any idea where my keys are?"

For reasons beyond my understanding, Cole patted his pockets before shaking his head and turning back to where he had been glancing at his phone. Knowing that he wasn't one to say much this early in the morning I continued to look.

"There is no point in me going to class now. It will be over before we get there," he finally said. "I swear a sloth could move faster than you. I thought you were supposed to be fast, being our goalie and everything."

I cast him an unamused glance, wishing he was still staring at his phone.

"I am moving as fast as humanly possible." I grabbed my duffle, as he walked over to the couch, picked up the baseball cap that was perched on the edge of it, and placed it on his head backward. "We aren't going anywhere if I can't find my keys."

"For the record, my grandma could move faster than you," he muttered, reaching for his soccer bag. I chuckled lowly with a shake of my head. He wasn't lying. That woman sure could move. I 

"Don't forget your water, man." I lifted my head just in time to catch the bottle Cole tossed at me, before throwing in another.  He might not have been good at finding lost keys, but at least he was thoughtful. "We can't have you passing out from dehydration during practice now, can we?"

I raised an eyebrow quizzically. "Cole that was you."

He shrugged. "It can happen to anyone."

Deciding not to counter him, I tucked the water bottles into my bag as he grabbed the three textbooks that were laying on the floor by the couch. I was fortunate enough to have mine downloaded to my computer.

"By the way, Hayden is hosting the team gathering this time."

On hearing that, I glanced up with a chuckle. "I don't know who thought that was a good idea. He's going to just love that."

The ringing whistle of Cole's agreement rang through the air, followed by a short laugh. Anyone could see that Hayden was a team player, just as much as he still liked to keep to himself.

"He'll probably be ushering everyone out of his place before everyone even gets there."

"I would bet on it, but I already know you're right."

Cole's responding laugh died down when his eyes shifted to his watch. "It's going time."

I glanced at the time on my phone. It seemed as if the world was moving in double time. I turned on my heels, relief flooding through me when by some miracle I spotted a glint near the couch on the floor.

So that was where the sneaky mother frickers got to.

I snatched them up, double-checking that I had everything before hustling after Cole. He didn't wait for me to lock up, before rushing down the stairs. I whirled around a second later, stopping short when a door down the hall opened, revealing a familiar face.

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