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~~~"I'm Never Alone, I'm Alone All the Time"~~~
*Chapter two*

Haley watched as her bag containing her breakfast fell to the ground.

"Shit." She muttered. She bent down to retrieve her item.

"Excuse me, I didn't mean to run into you." said the young man that had collided with Haley. Haley slowly stood up and looked at him. She stared blankly captivated by his crystal blue eyes. Finally she came back to reality.

"No it was my fault, I wasn't looking where I was going. I'm sorry." She said.

He smiled at her and then proceeded into the building looking down as well.

Haley watched with a smile for a minute and then came to the conclusion that two people who watch the ground when they walk shouldn't be allowed on the same block. Haley left the coffeehouse and headed towards the set.

"Is that all you would like?" the employee asked the young man.

"That's all thank you." He replied quietly.

The employee stood there for a moment and studied the young customer. Right before she went to work again she decided to speak.

"I'm sorry but I was wondering umm this may sound crazy but you look an awful like..." She said but was interrupted.

"No I'm not. I get that all the time. It's not me. " He said with a timid smile and then looked away. He wasn't in the mood to deal with some chick trying to hit on him or give him her number.

The employee nodded and then went to work. Within seconds she had prepared a nice cup of coffee.

She handed it to the young man and then he was on his way. He walked out of the coffeehouse this time with his head up. He wasn't up for anymore run ins with anyone. He got in his car and sped off on his way. He quickly drank his coffee as best he could it being hot and all. He shouldn't have stopped for it but he had to. He had been up since quarter to five and wouldn't make it through the day without it. Who cares if it was bad for him? He discreetly left his almost empty cup his in car when he got out. He unlocked the trunk and grabbed a gym bag and then closed it. His wind pants made noise as he quickly walked inside and through security.

He was hoping to slip inside unnoticed but like hell that would happen. It wasn't like he was late all the time anyway. He walked over and set his bag down with the others. As he began to take his warm ups off someone else grabbed attention.

"About time you got here." said a rather buff young man.

He looked up from his shoes at him and smiled sheepishly.

"I know I'm sorry about that. It won't happen again." He said apologizing for his tardiness.

"Relax Scott I'm just giving you shit. I won't fine you this time." He said with a smile.

A small laughed escaped his lips followed by a smile.

"So are you ready to haul ass today? I was thinking about running straight through some defensive plays and then sitting down with the team and evaluating each of them. You need to see the trainer and me after that ok?" He said.

"That sounds all right to me. I better go start warming up with the team." He said.

Hours later he was now seated on a bench wiping sweat off his forehead with a gym towel listening to his coach.

"That was some great work this morning. A really big improvement since yesterdays practice. I hope that you all are encouraged by it. It seems like everyone is finding their groove and you're all working as a team. At the rate you're improving you will be more than ready." said his coach. He finished swallowing his water and he nodded in response to what his coach.

"Hit the showers men and see you tomorrow." Coach Jack shouted. A sweaty tired group of men rose to their feet and headed towards the locker room. Not bad for a hard day's work.

"Scott hold up a minute."

Nathan turned around and saw Coach Jack and the trainer flagging him over. He couldn't believe he almost forgot.

"Give it to me straight Jack. What did the trainer say? I still don't feel the way I did before the surgery." Nathan admitted.

Jack sat down next to him and then said "You had an injury and that takes time to heal. No one expects you to be 100 percent right after you come back. Don't be too hard on yourself."

"But I've been back training everyday for three months." He said in frustration.

"It just takes time and you will have to be patient. You will get better I promise you that. You will make it back I swear. Many other players have bounced back from far worse injuries than yours." Glen the trainer said trying his best to provide encouragement to the young player.

Nathan knew what Jack was talking about and he prayed that he was right. He had to be. He couldn't take it if he was wrong and he wouldn't be able to play in the NBA anymore. He had to. It was literally life or death to him. He had worked his entire life for this opportunity and all of those sacrifices had to amount to something. But no one really understood that. Or him for that matter anymore. Hours later Nathan collapsed on to his bed feeling exhausted. He had worn himself out completely out only to do it all over again the very next morning. This was his life.

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"And that's a wrap for" I Don't Want You Anymore". Nice work everyone." Cole said trying to rise above the applause of the crew.

Quinn let out a gigantic sigh capturing Haley's attention.

"I hear ya." Haley said looking at her worn out sister. She was ready for a change. It would happen in the next few weeks whether she was ready for it or not. Touring was definitely a different lifestyle not suitable for jus anyone.

"It's over but now it's time for the tour to start. Do you remember what it's like to get eight hours of sleep Haley? "Quinn asked with a smirk.

Haley chuckled and then said " Sleep… I don't know the meaning of the word anymore. But that's the way it goes. Gotta love it. Thank God for quality make up to hide the humongous bags that collect under our eyes."

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