2 years later...

" Go Gilly Go! " Mr. and Mrs. Gordon chanted, cheering for their son. Gil smiled, running down the field with the ball right at his feet. Gil slept, breathed, and ate soccer, actually, any sport for that matter.

Mrs. Gordon looked at her husband's watch, suddenly realizing the time. " Come on, we have to go. " She said, dragging him through the bleachers.

" Where are you going? " An ear-splitting voice shrieked. Mrs. Gordon frowned, turning to face a woman with fiery red hair. " To humiliated to see your own son miss his first goal? " A smirk appeared on her face as she raised her eyebrow. Ms. Pirruccello and Mrs. Gordon had been rivals ever since high school, when Ms. Pirruccello stole Mrs. Gordon's date to the "Spring Fling".

" Hey, my son may not be the next Albert Eintsein, " Mrs. Gordon replied. " But at least he knows how to catch a ball. "

" Nonny's perfectly capable of playing a sport..." Ms. Pirruccello glanced at her son. " Yeah, if you consider chess a sport..." Mr. Gordon muttered.

" Hey! " She snapped, planting her hands on her hips. " Anyone knows brain beats brawl any day! "

" Oh yeah? I'd like to see that happen! " Mrs. Gordon retorted. The timer buzzed as people around the arguing mothers jumped out of their seats, cheering for the winning team.

Gil ran up to his parents, a trophy held tight in his hands. " Did you see? We won! " Mr. Gordon ruffled his son's hair, leading him off the bench.

" Alright, " Mrs. Gordon pushed past Ms. Pirruccello, following the two males. " We still have a couple minutes until auditions-"

" Auditions?! " Ms. Pirruccello blared. " For what? "

" Oh just a big time television show, " Mrs. Gordon said sweetly. " Nothing special. "

" Please, every single kid in the state is trying out for that dumb show. " Mrs. Pirruccello murmured. " Yeah? Well none of them are gonna compare to my little Gilly. " Mrs. Gordon said proudly, gently kissing the top of her son's forehead. " He's gonna blow the judges away. "

" Ugh..." Ms. Pirruccello huffed away, dragging Nonny with her. Mrs. Gordon smile triumphantly, walking towards the car with Gil and her husband.

" Mom? Do you really think I'm going to 'blow the judges away'? " Gil asked, who had somehow manage to climb on top of his fathers shoulders. " I'm sure you will Gilly..." Mrs. Gordon sighed, opening the car door. " I'm sure you will..."


Author's Note:

Well, that's Chapter 2! Hope you liked it! I got a lot of reviews on this story (plus it was only the first chapter) and I'm really grateful! Thank you for all the support (on this story and on "We Meet Again")!

I hope you all have a happy holidays! Love ya! :3