Damian p o v
"Great job Damian see I always told you that you could do it"
I felt myself blushing as Lavinia punched my arm while we walked from our church to the football field for my match against Manchester.
"Aw thanks but I hope I have what it takes to make it in my new school."
"I mean the best of the best go there it's so hard to even get in"
"Yea but you did make it"
"You know I hate when you talk rubbish Damian your frigging awesome."
"You have a gift man not everyone has that talent or the drive that you have when someone has that gift you have to take it." "Use it to get what you want you've always been unique ever since we were kids." "I mean when I was happy playing with babies, the boys would be playing baseball you were inside working on your drumming, piano or learning some ridiculously hard dance move practicing lyrics for an up coming show or editing a video different doesn't have to mean something bad it's a part of you man music is like your oxygen so use that and breathe some new life into this world"
I could barely respond to that I mean how can you? It's not a typical conversation between two thirteen year olds. So I did what most blokes my age would do I kicked a few stones blushed looked away and mumbled thanks, and a few incoherent responses. Lavinia grabbed my arm as I came up from tying my cleats
"Damian man for real believe in yourself the way I do only you can achieve your dreams not me"
Jumping up and down as I stretched she sighed throwing her hands up it's not that I wasn't listening but I had to warm up. I was still so tense from my nerves I didn't want to get injured on the field.
"Uh boys they can never have a serious conversation"
She stomped away great I blew that one. "Damian get over here now! Your late lad warm up or your benched!" Game starts in five minutes! I've warned you before about being on time"
Coach Blake yelled at me glancing back at Lavinia who was now in the stands with her friends I could see her hands going wild as she talked to them. Not a good sign. Jogging over to my team mates I started stretching "Yo Grant I heard the news great job at getting into that school" Paul Rowan slapped me on my back as I bent over to stretch
"How ya feeling mate?" "A bit nervous but alright I suppose" "Man your braver than me if I was going to the same school as the Royal twins I would be shitting myself" "Huh?'' "Aw man ya didn't hear Prince Liam and Princess Eleanor just got accepted to the school" "Well at least you'll have one mate there"
I looked up as I heard the girls start to scream sure enough there he was Prince Liam Henstridge getting out of the black SUV looking calm and collective sunglasses over his eyes a bag thrown casually over his right shoulder. Liam loved every bit of the attention, I swear one girl fainted he seemed to eat it all up.
No Paul was wrong Liam and I may be on the same team but we'd never be mates we came from two different worlds.
"Good afternoon Liam" "Afternoon coach sorry I'm late I was at a charity event" "No worries mate just get ready your golden"
Yup two different worlds entirely. We jogged out to the field as the other team came out as well soon enough the mums started yelling you could practically tell who's mum was who by their chants.
"Let's go Logan!"
"Grant is Great!"
"Taren is terrific"
"Jordan kick some butt"
"Paul eyes on the ball"
All the guys snickered as Liam patted his back laughing.
"Something you want to tell us there mate?" "I don't know man your mum seems to think you like those balls"
"Shut your mouth man before I pound you"
"Sorry I don't play that way"
We all snickered louder pounding each others back as Paul got madder. But before he could attack Riley Liam stepped between them
"Enough guys were here as team we play as a team we stick together as a team the only pounding any of us will be doing would be our feet against that ball against the other team were one team who's with me?"
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