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Chapter SEVEN: Practice

October 17,2019
"Down, Set, Hike". Early Football practice started. The football team for Lake James High was preparing for the Jamboree game in November which gave them a month to practice. A month to get this right. That was the only thing Ramond had in his mind. A few more weeks. The ball came towards Ramond he was running and eventually caught it. He was so close to making the touchdown line until Landon tackled him. "You were so close Lopez!" Coach Duke yelled out, "SO CLOSE". Coach Duke was an african-american with a passion for football. He was in his early to mid 30s and had 1 kid who was on the football team. Broussard Duke.

Landon got off of Ramond and shot him an smirk. "Slow-ass".
"Fuck off" Ramond mumbled as he pushed him off.
"Hit the showers" Coach Duke yelled. The boys hussled to the locker room. Ramond was mad about something but he didn't know what it was.
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As the boys were getting undressed in the locker room.

"Nice practice" Landon whispered in Ramond's ear passive-aggressively as he was about to step into the shower.

"Man fuck OFF!" Ramond screamed pushing Landon into the locker. Victor and Omar ran into their directions. Omar was holding Landon back from behind his arms  and Victor was doing the same to Ramond.

"HEY!" Coach Duke yelled, "what's going on". 

"I just told him nice practice then he just blew up at me" Landon said, trying manipulate his speech to sound like a victim. "Is that true?" Coach Duke said sternly. Ramond was just looking down the whole time. "You can let me go now Victor" he muttered. Victor let him go.
"After your showers come see me in my office. Both of you". he said as he walked out the locker room. "What was that all about?" Omar whispered to Ramond. He tried to fight the tears in eyes but couldn't he just let the tears fall while leaning his head on the locker. "Shit you okay?" Omar asked. Ramond turned away from Omar and just walked to his shower.
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"You know what," Coach Duke chuckled, "I'm not even gonna ask what happened, I'm not even gonna ask who started what. All I'm gonna say is that if that shit happens again, I'm suspending you both from the team. Landon you may be dismissed." Landon gave a slick smirk before grabbing his things and leaving the office.

"What's going on?" Coach Duke asked concerningly. Ramond just had his eyes at the floor and was silent the whole time. "You know you can talk to me right?" the coach assured. Still no answer.

"Fucking Landon" Ramond muttered. "How about this?" Coach sighed, "I'll talk to Landon, because I already know how he is. You can go now". Ramond left without saying anything. He didn't know what he was mad about. All he knew was that he was mad.

He went straight to Ms.Mason's class just to see Landon and Naomi the same way that they were a couple of weeks ago. Just laughing and giggling with each other. At this point, he didn't even care. He didn't feel like seeing Landon or having to technically beg for Naomi's attention. He sat across from the room, behind Victor and Miles who were doing the same thing that Naomi and Landon were doing. He got up and moved at the very back, before Ms.Mason came in. No distractions, and where he would also be able to let go of his anger, and just focus on the lesson Ms. Mason was teaching.
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The bell rung. The bell that meant school was over. Elijah texted Ramond that he had track practice after school. The track coach was Mrs. Jones, a 5'6  black woman who was probably in her early to mid 30s.  "Alba, you need to practice your hurdles" Mrs. Jones called out to Michael Alba. Elijah was on the number 3 starting line, he got into his starting position and  he sprinted across the 300 meter dash line.

After sprinting, he walked to the showers with his hands on the top of his head, letting out a lot of breaths. He walked over to the shower and turned it on and started to clear his thoughts.
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After his shower he made his way to his black mercedes, that he worked at Café Rouge  for. He needed a good drive around the neighborhood, he knew that it was about 4:05 p.m. but he could use some hot chocolate at least, plus he had his sketchbook in his backpack. He could be like one of those people who sketch in a coffee shop. He started to sketch a human, semi-realistic version of a snicker. It was going good until he started thinking about Ramond and started to sketch him instead.

"Nice drawing", one of the baristas he never talked to while working smiled while giving him is white chocolate mocha. "T-thanks" Elijah stammered.

"Who's that supposed to be?" she asked. Her name tag read "Cree".

"Um my fri-... idea, my idea, of what a snicker would look like as a human" Elijah laughed. Elijah thought Cree was kind of cute. She had fair skin, blonde hair, and was about 5'4. She was one of his co-workers and couldn't have been over 20, Elijah thought about asking her out until she saw a girl walk in and gave Cree a little peck on the lips over the counter. Nevermind.

He went back to sketching his human version Snicker. Elijah didn't know why Ramond was on his mind. He decided to text Ramond and see if he wanted to hang out but he was on his date with Naomi.

Elijah left the coffee shop after he finished his drawing and went home. He didn't think about why he was about to draw Ramond, he didn't even know why. After about 25 minutes of driving, he made it home.  He saw his sister doing the dishes while listening to music "Hey A" Elijah greeted Asia-Lynn. "Hey", she responded back. "Have you talked to your crush yet?" she teased.

"I- who's my crush?" Elijah tried to act like he didn't know what she was talking about.

"Let's see", she queried,"His name starts with R and last name starts with L, sound familiar?" She put up the last few dishes and went to her room.

Elijah bolted upstairs straight to his room, without saying anything else to Asia-Lynn. "Crazy-ass" she chuckled quietly.

Elijah layed down on his back and smeared his hands on his face and let out a loud ass groan. He thought that he just needed a nap. A really LONG nap.