Spring Break 8th grade
"You're going to be at practice most of this week?" Harley asked, surprised enough to stop eating and stare at his best friend across the table.
"Fenton High's football team stars this early and I plan on being on the team." Brad admitted.
"So you're going to be practicing with them?" Harley asked before taking a bite from his burger.
"Ya, the coach's already ok'ed it." Brad smiled.
"What position are you going for?" Harley asked, finishing his burger.
"Quarterback would be awesome, I've got the arm for that."
"I've got the bruises to prove it." Harley snuck in with a smile.
"But Dash has been the quarterback for the past two years and is good at it so if I can't get backup quarterback, I might try for tackle." Brad shrugged before taking a fry.
"How is it that we're not even in high school and you've got your life almost planned out?" Harley asked.
"Well, are you still going to be a cop?"
"Have you not seen me play Quake?" Harley eyed his best friend. "I can shoot, sure, but I can't dodge a bullet."
"Firefighter?"
"Scared of fire."
"EMT?"
"Bones make me faint, remember?" Harley sighed, looking down at the remainder of his fries. "I'm just not cut out to be a hero."
"But you've got that weird-o hero's complex." Brad said.
"That almost got me killed." Harley said, picking up a fry. He pointed it at Brad and reminded, "You got sent to the hospital cause of me."
"There's gotta be something else that hero-complex could be used for."
"To bad professional gamer's not an option."
Brad smirked, "You can say that again."
"I can still kick your but in Smash Heroes." Harley eyed his friend. "And don't get me started on Hero Kart."
"Oh please no." Brad said in a mock scared voice.