Jay's Secret

Chapter 8

Jay POV:

After running off from Zara, and dragging Carlos along with me towards the field, I realize I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do. I go to turn around to ask Zara what I'm supposed to do but then I remember what she said (well signed, whatever) and decided against it. 

"Dude, you sure this is a good idea?" I look down at Carlos I raise my eyebrow. "Why not it sounds fun beating the shit out of prissy princes," I said with a smile.

Carlos looked reluctant to bring up his next point, "But, Ja-" He didn't even get the chance to finish saying my name when an older man comes up to us, "Hi boys, I'm the tourney coach you must be our new players." I give him a firm nod. "Well, for now, we're practicing so everyone can get a sense of the positions before tryouts next week, so here are some uniforms and the locker room is just over that way around the corner can't wait to see what you boys got." He says smiling before handing us uniforms and walking off.

My face drained of color, lockerooms ment a bunch of boys changing at the same time without hesitation, "Jay?" What was I going to do, what are they going to think when I hesitate, "Jay?" What happens if they find out what if they out me. "Jay!" it is then I finally realized that Carlos was trying to get my attention.

"Breath dude, you'll be ok. They probably have stalls it'll be ok, they won't find out, and if anyone dares to say anything I'll sick Evie and Mal on them." he tells me giving me a side hug. 

I finally take a breath and nod, "Ok, you're right." Now I let a smirk cover my face, "Now let's go kick some royal ass." I tell him as we jog toward the locker room.

When we reach the room I open it a step inside and see several boys in some stage of changing or chatting. When we walk in Ben must have noticed us because while still without a shirt he waves me and Carlos over, "Carlos, and Jay right?" I nod not saying anything. "Welcome, so you guys wanted to come check out tourney?" 

"Ya/no!" Carlos and I reply at the same time. We quickly shoot each other quick playful glares, "Well Fairy Godmother sent us, though Jay actually does seem to want to play I was just dragged along with him by Zara." Carlos informs Ben.

Before I can respond and ask Ben where the stalls are, a boy buts in, "Ugh, seriously can't that girl get the damn hint that this is a man's sport, not something for princesses, not that she could keep up even if they let her." I quickly turn my attention to the boy ready to punch the daylights of him to defend Zara though I don't know why. 

"Chad! You need respect her no matter if she wants to play with us or not. Just because she's better than you at everything especially on the field doesn't mean you need to be petty." Another boy scolds him with a smirk at the dig, my own smirk growing at it as well.

"Shut it Aziz! No she's not! You're just saying that because she's your sister." I'm still snickering and as Ben opens his mouth to break up the bit when Chad quickly turns to me and points at me, well pointedly, "What the hell you laughing at, and who the fuck are you?" he looks me up and down before continuing, "By the look of ya, you clearly don't belong here, so you must be one of the evil spawns who was allowed over so which one are ya." 

I growl at him and smirk when he shrinks back a bit and open my mouth, "It's Jay, what's it to you?" he goes to answer probably rudely before I cut him off, "Uhp- I don't care, I may be from the isle but at least we got respect for women, especially the ones that are better than us, so I'm not even going to answer and/or listen to the likes of," I look him up and down to emphasize my point,"a sexist boy like you." I turn to Ben, "Where can I find a stall?" I don't give any other explanation as he points to a door on the other side of the room.