A/N Disclaimer none of the Tracy family is mine

End of the school day, it was officially game time. One of the last games of the lacrosse season. Virgil sat wearing his number 17 jersey, white and green where the colors. The opposing team wore red and white, he loves games, he truly does. But this game was to decide the best between first and second in the state, current positions his team second opposition first.

This was his brothers' school team. They weren't on the team but he knew they had a couple friends playing so he had no idea whether they were here. He'd seen a couple of the guys over at their house, they were outside while he sat in his room looking out the window.

Right before the game, in the locker room people were getting ready to move. As the captain it was his job to motivate the them, since he knew them for almost two years his job was simple all he had to do was say "Alright boys... we all know the quote pain is temporary, pride is forever. That's not exactly true, but we'll go for it for this game. So... IMAGINE!"

"I WISH"

"BELIEVE!"

"I WILL"

"ACHIEVE!"

"I DID"

As simple as that. He shouted this every game. Sure it didn't work all the time and it may sound cheesy to those that aren't apart of the team. But to them the meaning behind those words is far greater than people will ever begin to grasp. This was their motivation and brought smiles no matter what the situation.

Walking out they could see the field lit up by gigantic lights defending it from the darkness of the winter night. It was obvious that the home team had a far more superior crowd though they had a fair share of supporters, but nothing could match a school the size of that, nothing unexpected though.

The referee blew the whistle signaling the start of the face off. Both teams were on a mission to become number one so they can move on to become number one nationally.

Back and forth they went, both occasionally scoring, coaches yelling to their players while the crowd cheered for their side.

Alex, on his team, was slammed hard by two players the opposing crowd cheered louder clapping their hands as they ooo'ed thinking that must of hurt.

Virgil walked over sticking his hand out to pull him up "That's got to hurt"

"As if, they hit like girls" he said, jumping to his feet with a bright smile on his face.

"That's offensive to girls, Alex, you know they can hit harder than that" replied the co-captain, Harvey. That may have got a chuckle from their team but the opposition gained an evil glint in their eyes.

The game went on. Virgil was one of the smallest guys on his team so he was often the target of hits but they never managed to knock him down "Looks like Alex was right, I mean they can't even knock Virgil over do they see how small he is" said the first home Kyle. Apparently the Wharton's players really didn't like that statement as they then 'accidentally' threw the ball full force at his helmet, the unexpected blow caused him to fall to his knees. Kyle pushed himself off the ground, he was about to go up to them but was stopped as Virgil's arm crossed in front of his chest. Looking at his captain who he realized was shaking his head no.

"We'll get them later go to the bench and get your head checked."

"Bu-"

"No buts. Benches now, that isn't a question" Virgil commanded

A few minutes later Caeleb came on the field to replace Kyle who's verdict was a concussion, he'd have to get checked up later but for now he was allowed to sit an the bench.

"Caeleb come here for a second" Virgil called

"Yeah Cap'"

"Watch out for numbers 25 and 14. They don't know how you play yet, use that to you advantage. And don't get hit."

"Yes sir." He said as he ran back to his position.

By the end of the second quarter the score was 10-7, his team was losing by the slightest bit, but that wasn't anything to worry about they could easily take the game in due time.

Start of the third quarter they switched the team up, Adam the goalie was replaced by Ivan. The right wing attack, Dylan, was replaced by the second co-captain Flynn. Lastly the the left wing defense, Logan, took Jack's place. This was the way he wanted the team set up, with these guys they would win. Easy. Wharton thought they were changing tactics because they were scared, they should know winners never quit.

Last quarter last five minutes. Score tied 12-12 they managed to shut down the Wharton's scoring chances. It was time to make their move. By the sidelines Virgil ran, near the benches, the ball was in his possession about to make a crucial pass and.

—•—•—•—

Virgil woke up sat on the couch at the TV watching a, currently unknown, movie and he can't remember what happened to the game. But he knows he played to the end, he knows he left with his team and he knows he got home. He just can't remember how. Or was that just his imagination?

Lost in thought he failed to notice the door open followed by Jennifer.

"What do you think you're doing?"

Virgil jump not expecting her to be there or even talk to him he paused a moment before replying "watching a movie, how about you"

"What does it look like I'm doing, I'm standing here waiting for someone to carry the groceries in." She said in a menacing tone

"After talking like that do you expect me to help?" He mumbled under his breath

"What was that?"

"Nothing. I was just trying to find the remote to pause the movie."

"Your movie doesn't matter hurry up and come before your father gets home." She said as she turned to leave.

"Yes ma'am" he again mumbled under his breath as he mocked salute.

After an agonizing 10 minutes putting the groceries away he was free to do what he wanted. Almost. He was planning to finish his movie, which he figured out was called Bingo, why he was watching that he truly had no idea. It was such a childish movie that was practically considered ancient, I mean seriously who would watch a movie from the early 1990s, technically he did but still it was old. Anyway right before he sat down Jennifer came and switched the channel with... With the remote, the same remote that wasn't there before. 'She must be a magician' he thought sarcastically.

He decided to go to his room the only place where he wouldn't be near her. Especially in case he'd say something he'd regret. He didn't even make it to the stairs.

"Virgil." She said. Okay not going to his room.

He turned and politely smiled "Yes Jennifer"

She glared but she must have thought better as she continued to talk "Make sure you pick Alan up a 9:30"

He sighed it was 9:10 now "Where's he at?"

"Jacob's, don't be late or we will be having a talk with your father"

'How was that even fair my dad has nothing to do with this' Virgil fumed inside his head. He turned once again, running up the stairs to collect his phone, earbuds and jacket. He hoped he remembered correctly where this Jacob lived, he still had to get ready for school.

—•—•—•—

He made it just in time, stepping up to the door he knocked waiting patiently. When the door opened the woman smiled saying Alan was just getting ready.

"Thank you Mrs. Smith" he said politely. This was different from talking to Jennifer because here his politeness, he actually meant it.

The walk home was silent, Virgil thought Alan was just tired but he soon found out that was not the case, as soon as they entered the front door Alan spotted John and started to talk at super sonic speeds about who knows what.

He decided to ignore them, he just continue to walk to his room. And Thursday morning came sooner than he expected he kinda wished it didn't, it was not a good start to the day all he did was sit up and he heard a snap in his bed frame. Downstairs he could hear Gordon was running away and by the sounds of it it was from Scott probably another foolish prank. It really seems like a regular occurrence. But Gordon refuses to pull pranks on him, Gordon had called him too serious and always one to kill the mood of a good prank. How nice.

Jennifer was glaring at him as soon as he stepped foot in the kitchen, he didn't even need to look at her. The stinging from the holes forming in the back of his skull were enough to tell she wasn't happy.

Avoiding all eye contact with her making his way to the living room he took the chance to look at their family photos, it's not like he hasn't seen them before but he just felt the sudden urge to do so. In them he noticed how the were always invaded by Jennifer no matter which ones he looked at. Even the ones he could have sworn they had been without a woman present. He also began to notice he couldn't find his mom in any of the photos, he felt as though Lucy never existed. Before his mind could process anything else a hand whacked him lightly in the head. Looking up to the culprit, it was Scott.

"Hey Virge, welcome back to the land of the living, now it's time for school lets go" was all he said before he walked out. 'What no good morning? Or how are you?' He thought

He grabbed his stuff, still feeling the intense stare trailing him, the burning in the back of his head might have well been permanent. He just knew tonight wasn't going to be a good night.

A/N Sorry if this chapter isn't what you wanted.