Chapter 1
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"Suicides!" Whitey yelled. "Scott!"
"Yea coach." Both of the Scott brothers yelled over as they got to the sidelines.
"Lucas!" Whitey yelled over to the blonde, scruffy haired brother.
Lucas had been on the team for a few months until he got into a car accident with his uncle Keith and injured his shoulder.
He jogged over to where his coach stood. "What's up coach?" Lucas asked with a puzzled face.
"Sit out." Whitey said.
"What? Why? Therapy said that I am good to go." Lucas replied. He didn't want to sit out. He wanted to be back in the game better than ever.
"You've been to practice every day this week. You look tired and like you're in pain." The coach said with a sympathetic look on his face.
"No. I'm fine. I want to keep going." Lucas said, lying through his teeth.
"Lucas!" Whitey yelled. But Lucas just ignored him and walked over to the rest of the team to start running suicides.
As he ran back to the sideline then started off for the far side of the gym, there was a dull pain in his right shoulder. He ignored it and just kept running. He wasn't going to be a wimp and prove that whitey was right in front of the whole team.
Then they began to shoot free throws. As he shot each ball the pain became more intense but he wasn't going to let his teammates see that.
"Alright hit the showers." Whitey said and walked off to his office.
Everyone was walking off to the locker room but Lucas stayed. He wanted to work on his free throws since he missed practically every one he shot.
"C'mon man. Don't overdue it. It takes time." Nathan Scott, Lucas' younger brother, said.
"Just go Nathan. I'm fine."
"You're gonna overdue it." Nathan repeated and with that he was right.
A/N: Hey guys do you like it? Tell me if I should continue. Don't be afraid to give a bad review or say no.