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Prologue
A young girl of the age of fourteen walked through the empty changing room. She was tall for her age, almost all of her height was in her legs, she had long brown hair and dark blue eyes. She continued walking till she hit the door that read 'Coach Whitey Durham'. She knocked on the door.
"Come in," the old coach's voice calls out.
She opened the door before stepping into the office.
"Natalie Scott, what can I do for you," Whitey asks gesturing for her to sit down.
"Hi Coach I was wondering if you could help me with something," Natalie says sitting down.
"Well I can see what I can do, what is on your mind," Whitey asks looking at the youngest Scott.
"I was doing some research and I found out that many post secondary schools offered Cross Country full ride scholarships," Natalie says.
"Well Miss Scott, I think I can help. You Uncle tells me that you run everyday and attempt to weight train with him when he has the time," Whitey comments.
"I run for an hour before school, an hour after school, finish my homework, go for an hour run, volunteer, dinner, run to wind down, and then bed. So about 4 hours on weekdays, maybe 6 to 8 hours on weekends," Natalie says.
"You don't weight train with your brother or father," Whitey asks.
"Girls are meant to be cheerleaders not real athletes," Natalie comments.
"What sort of program are you looking for," Whitey says knowing she needed his help.
"I was actually interested in the Social Worker program," Natalie says.
"Your volunteering time is directed towards that," Whitey asks.
"Exactly 2 hours each day, different places: the hospital, orphanages, community centres, the library youth groups," Natalie says.
"Wow that is impressive. I am going to guess the academic portion is not going to matter," Whitey asks.
"Not at all, my graduating average was a 90%," Natalie says.
"Excellent, any specific University or College you were hoping to get into," Whitey asks.
"The University of Central Florida, I was to put as much distance as I can between myself and Duke, and the Scott last name," Natalie says.
"The UCN has an amazing sports program ad I can guarantee you that you will be the first Scott there. Let me make a few calls, I know an old student that runs a running club, and see what he can do. I would also like to see you in the weight room for at least 7 hours a week, don't worry about your brother I'll take care of him," Whitey says.
"Thank you Coach," Natalie says smiling.
"Every student deserves to have their dreams come true. I'll see you tomorrow at 3:00pm in the weight room," Whitey says smiling.
"That you will," Natalie says smiling.
"Don't stop what you are doing, you Miss Scott will have your dream, if you keep up the work," Whitey says.
"I won't, till tomorrow," Natalie says smiling walking out of the office.
"What are you doing here," Nathan asks spotting his twin walking away from the Coach's office.
"None of your business," Natalie says walking past him.
"Nattie," Nathan says watching her.
"What do you want Nathan," Natalie says turning around to face him.
"Did you sign up for the cheerleader squad," Nathan asks.
Natalie scoffs walking away from him.