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He didn't know what god or gods he had pissed off that made his week as bad as it was. How he could be the star quarterback on top of the world one night and then less than a week later his entire world was flipped on him. And it all was because of one annoying teenager that he would never call his brother...well it wasn't entirely his fault but it was just easier to blame him.
'Well with all the things that went wrong this week I shouldn't have any problems for the rest of this season' he thought to himself as he walked into the italian restaurant that the team used for pre-game meals on Thursdays. As he walked into the restaurant his mind went back to his own personal week of hell that began pretty much after the game.
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His beach house was probably the most rocking place in Tree Hill after his game winning touchdown. Women and alcohol were flowing pretty much nonstop, it was nice that his dad could persuade the police to keep their noses away from the place while the teenagers had their fun. He on the other hand was only looking for one particular girl, a lovely blond cheerleader that he had been talking to for a month.
"Yo Nat great party man, the bucket with the orange vodka and orange soda is slammin,'" Tim yelled across the room at Nathan.
"Thats great Tim, now go sit down before you spill both those cups on my dads couch" Nat yelled back at him. He on the other hand was busy focusing on winning the game of beer pong that was in front of him. It would be a lot easier to win the game if he wasn't looking around his house for a skinny, curly blonde girl that was supposed to be there.
"Hey Nathan you going to shoot that ball or just stare off into space" Brooke Davis yelled at him from across the table.
'Brooke is here and she is Peyton's best friend so why the hell was Peyton not here' Nathan thought as he sank the last cup and began to walk away from the table. However he only made it a couple of steps before he felt the familiar presence of Brooke make her way up to his side.
"So Mr. Star quarterback where is our favorite girl that you've been talking too for the past month" Brooke asked as she took his arm and lead him toward the fridge to grab them both a couple beers.
"I really have no idea where she is Brooke, isn't she your best friend?" Nathan asked her as he grabbed a beer out of her hand. "Didn't you both come here together anyway, you would know better than anyone" he continued.
"We actually did come here together, but then when I got out of the car she said she was going to find a parking spot and I haven't seen her since" Brooke answered as she set them both on the couch.
Nathan felt like an idiot, a whole month of texting and flirty smiles in the hallways and she bales on the greatest night of his relatively short life. "Damn, well that blows she said that she was going to meet me here tonight" Nathan said to Brooke and smiled at her. 'Well lets see, if I can't get the girl that I had been talking to for a month maybe her best friend would do' he thought and began to eye her up. "Well since our girl isn't here, what do you say that we go out to the beach?" Nathan asked as he stood up and held out a hand.
Brooke smiled back at him and took a drink of here beer. 'I guess she was right, that if she didn't show up he would look around to someone else. Good for you P. Sawyer for not coming tonight, and thank you for letting me get him instead' Brooke thought to herself and stopped taking her drink, she then smiled at Nathan and took his hand as they headed for the backdoor.
'Well Sawyer your missing out on a great time' Nathan thought to himself as he lead Brooke to the beach. And even though he knew he was in for a fun night he still felt like an idiot who had been played.
'Well Friday night wasn't the worst part of the week," Nathan thought as the food was being served for them, then continued thinking, 'Except the being played part but that even turned out somewhat ok'. The next thing that happened on Sunday was 100 times worse than being stood up by an emoy teenager.
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Nathan woke up in his actual house still tired and slightly sore from the game, and a little upset that it was Sunday morning and he had school tomorrow and hadn't touched the homework that he was given.
"MOM is breakfast ready," Nathan yelled while rising up from his bed and began to get ready for his Sunday morning workouts. He didn't hear an answer and began to make his way downstairs to make sure that his parents were even home.
As he rounded the steps he saw his mom and dad both staring at the television and the local newspaper in his dads hand. As he got closer to the television he could read what was on it and it read, Tree Hill High suspends 8 football players.
"What the hell, this better be a joke," Nathan yelled at his father, there was no way that this was true. "What did it say that they were suspended for?" he asked.
"Well son from what the paper, the news reporter, and Whitey all said it seems that they were taking a substance that the state banned, but don't worry they still can play they just can't fail another test" Dan answered him, then he asked "Now Nathan I'm going to ask you once, you haven't taken any unknown substances from your teammates have you?"
"No dad I haven't," Nathan yelled back at him, "hell dad you and me have worked out together since you and I both agreed that I could make it to the NFL, wouldn't you have noticed a jump in my performance" Nathan questioned.
Dan nodded his head and they both began to walk toward the kitchen when he began saying, "Ok son I believe you, and now, since we have that cleared up, how about we have breakfast and then you can do your workout and I'll go talk to Whitey and see what we can do to keep you on the path to the NFL."
Nathan nodded and took his seat at the table and looked over his shoulder and asked, "Dad what did you mean by keeping me on the path to the NFL?"
Dan looked up at him and said, "Well son it seems that the players that were suspended were all major players on the team, including your two favorite wide receivers. You know the guys that make you look good, Danny and Campbell."
"Danny Chapman and Campbell Jensen, like the two best players on the team besides me, took a banned substance" Nathan said looking shocked and hurt.
"Unfortunately yes," Dan said as he took his seat at the table "But luckily you still have a good defense to support you as well as most of your offensive line intact. You'll just have to shoulder the load for the season and give Tim the ball some more, but the scouts will still come and they'll recognize the bad situation these possible suspension have potentially put you in"
"Yea well I hope so dad, but it is only my junior year I just have to get on the major teams radars" Nathan said as he looked at his plate, but in his head he had bad thoughts about this season.
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Whitey could see Dan Scott's hulking figure coming down the street toward his house before Dan saw him. He knew he was going to come at some point when the news about the suspensions broke. 'That man could never keep his nose out of other peoples businesses' Whitey thought, 'well better get ready to explain this to the numb-nuts.'
Dan was halfway up the walkway when Whitey spoke first, "Listen Dan before you start yelling about how this is going to harm your star sons scouting options and winning a state title, I'm telling you this now I don't want to hear it."
Dan looked surprised at first then said sarcastically, "Well Whitey thanks for being concerned about my son," he then took on a darker turn "but you should have been looking out for the entire team to make sure that they didn't hurt my sons chances"
"Listen Dan I may be their coach but they have to take responsibility for their own actions, and if that harms their teammates than it happens, but I can't keep tabs on forty young men and what they put in their body" Whitey yelled back at Dan who looked like he was ready to kill someone. Whitey then continued "And besides they may just pass those test tomorrow and play this Friday, and if not well then blame those idiotic kids for what they put in their bodies and how they harmed your sons chances to make it," he finished and sat down with a smile while grabbing his newspaper.
Dan approached him and stepped up to the porch, looked him in the eyes and menacingly said, "Listen Whitey if my son loses his chance for a title this season to impress the scouts I'm personally blaming you for that happening, just like I still blame you for not listening to me when I had my chance to be great."
Whitey looked up at him from his newspaper and sneered at him, "No you listen Danny, your son will have his chance at playing in the pro's he, unlike you, actually has a good enough head on his shoulders to not make the same mistakes that you did." He then stood up, looked back at Dan and said, "And you wouldn't have lost your chance to be great, if you hadn't let your arrogance, your inability to be a good teammate, and heck even just being an overall good person drag you down. I made the correct call that day and then you decided that you knew better than me, and where did that get you, a broken collar bone and no championship. Hell, even today you haven't changed, you're more worried about your investment in your son instead of the rest of the team, he needs them as much as they need him." Whitey then began to move toward his front door and looked back at Dan and said, "Maybe you should worry more about the kids that we are going to lose if they test positive than your son, because they are the ones to get him there, not him alone." He then walked inside and closed his door leaving Dan alone on the porch.
'Worry about the other players ha, my son is the most important part of that team and he's going to show that old man that he can do it himself' Dan thought as he walked down the porch and back to his house.
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If the news on Sunday wasn't bad enough for Nathan his Monday afternoon made his life and football career very, very dark.
He was walking down the hall when he saw Campbell walking out of Whitey's office, looking more upset than he had ever seen the guy. "Hey Cam, how'd it go" Nathan asked walking up to his senior wideout.
"It's over Nat, everything we worked for this summer all gone" Campbell answered back, his eyes on the verge of tears as he slid down the wall and sat on the floor. "I knew I shouldn't have listened to Kyle, 'We won't get caught Cam they never test for this stuff'...now my chances of playing in college are gone man, nobody wants somebody who uses performance enhancing drugs."
"I don't know what to tell you Cam, maybe you can go to a junior college or something" Nathan said as he sat down next to him and asked. "What happened to the other seven guys, did they clear?"
Cam looked at him and gave a chuckle, "Only one of us cleared, freaking John our lovely dumbass noseguard I can't believe it." He then rubbed his eyes and stood up, "But on the bright side apparently the state is awarding us two players free of charge since we are losing about a quarter of the team...like that makes up for anything, but I guess it is our own fault we should've of known we'd be caught." He then helped Nathan up off the ground and began to walk away.
As Nathan watched him walk down the hallway he began to think about how the team was going to even make it to the playoffs with the pieces that they currently had, and who the hell would take his wide receivers spots, since the back ups were definitely not going to help them reach the playoffs. 'But I guess its all up to Whitey' Nathan thought and he began to walk to his third period class not caring about what trouble he was going to be in for being late, he had a far worse problem on his hand.
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If Whitey could stop time at the beginning of his season and show the young men he had just lost what today was going to look like he would do it in a minute, but time stops for no man and he couldn't change what happened. So instead he was sitting in his office trying to figure out the game plan for the upcoming Friday, and wondering if he should have a tryout or not for the two spots. 'First things first, how the hell are we going to beat the eagles with most of my starters gone' he thought to himself, but his next thought was interrupted by a knock on his door.
"Rough day?" Keith asked as he allowed himself into the office.
"Well looked who dragged his sorry ass away from his garage to talk to an old man" Whitey chuckled, happy for the distraction and just somebody to talk to. "So word still travels fast around Tree Hill huh, so I'm guessing you heard the news by now?"
"Yea it still travels fast, especially through Karen's," Keith chuckled then asked, "So how are you going to deal with losing about a quarter of your team?"
Whitey then reached into his emergency drawer and pulled out the bottle and two glasses, pouring about a shot in each. "Well if you have hands now I could really use you" Whitey said as he handed one of the cups to Keith and held out of his glass.
"Unfortunately not, the blocking is still there though, the hands haven't gotten any better" Keith answered clinking his glass against Whiteys. "Why are you asking about me anyway?" Keith asked after taking a sip.
Whitey lowered his glass from his lips and said, "Well since I lost a quarter of my team I am lucky enough to get two free players to fill two of my lost positions...like it's going to make a difference we aren't going to make the playoffs anyway."
Keith nodded sympathizing with him, "Yea those two spots won't make up for the players that you lost."
Whitey stood up and leaned against his desk, "Funny thing is we are still pretty stable on the defensive side of the ball, as long as we can put up enough points to help out the defense then we should still be able to make it to the playoffs. I just need to find two people who can take the roster spots for those idiot wide receivers who thought about themselves more than about the team" he said angrily.
"Whitey you did some looking at the local little league football programs didn't you?" Keith asked handing back his empty glass.
"Yea why?" Whitey asked and gave a self deprecating laugh, "It's not like I can put a twelve year old on my team Keith."
"I'm not talking about now Whitey, I'm talking about when Nathan and Lucas were on the same team, don't you remember how good they were together?" Keith asked.
"Yea I remember Keith, but I would never be able to get both those boys on the same team again. Their last game together resulted in a fight on the sideline and Karen having to pull Lucas off the team because of Dan" Whitey answered.
"Yea but Whitey think about it," Keith said standing up and moving next to the coach "you said that you needed offensive weapons and you could still have a good enough shot to make the playoffs, I can get you those two weapons that you need."
"Ok so lets say you can convince Lucas to join the team that is only one of two spots filled, who else do you have in mind to take the other spot. And besides we both know that Nathan would never throw the ball to him and they would just bump heads the entire time." Whitey said back and rubbed his hand over his face.
"Well Lucas and his friends play pickup football games at the local park and I stop by occasionally to watch and while Lucas is hands down the best one out there another guy, they call him Skills, he has got some hands and quick feet. He would be perfect as one of those athletes you can move around the field, with him, Lucas, and Nathan working together, if Nathan wants to work together, than you have an offense that would be close to unstoppable" Keith told Whitey, trying to make his sales pitch the best that he could.
Whitey moved around his desk and sat back in his chair contemplating Keith's words, as the afore mentioned man turned to look at him. "Ok Keith lets say I add both these boys to the team, I have no idea about what potential they have and if Lucas still has the hands that could catch anything" Whitey said looking up at the man.
"Well lucky for you Luke and his friends are playing a pickup game in about ten minutes at the park, so if you want to see the boys in action come with me" Keith said and smiled at the man and was awarded with a smile as an answer back.
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"They look like a bunch of idiots beating the crap out of each other" Whitey said as he looked over at Keith.
"Yea they do, but you got to admit that a couple of those catches that Luke and Skills have made so far have been impressive" Keith answered looking back at Whitey then out the windshield to see his nephew and his friends being teenagers.
"The boy still has hands Keith I'll give it to you, and that Skills boy isn't bad either, he could be put anywhere on the field. And if you and I could convince both boys to join I think I might actually get that championship after all. Only problem is can we get both of them and Nathan to not kill each other when they are on the same field together?" Whitey asked, and hoped that there was an answer somewhere.
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Lucas was in the library reading a John Steinbeck book trying to stay away from his brother and his friends when he saw Whitey looking down at him while he was reading. "Yes coach Durham, do you need anything?" he asked looking up from his book.
"I was wondering if you had the time for a talk with an old man?" Whitey asked, hoping the young man would say yes.
"Well coach I don't know why you would want me to walk and talk with you, Nathan is over there" Lucas answered pointing to the group of kids laughing in the corner.
At that moment Nathan happened to finally notice his coach had entered the library. "What''s up coach, need anything?" Nathan asked as he got up from his seat and walked over to his coach.
"Not from you Nathan, in fact if you could go and pay attention to your school work that would be nice though," Whitey answered him looking over at him "in fact I'm just here to see if your brother is able to have a talk with me."
As Whitey spoke the words brother both the Scott boys looked at each other as if they were both nothing but garbage. Nathan then looked back at Whitey, "First of all coach why do you need to talk to him and second he is not my brother"
Whitey, seeing where this was going, turned up his authoritative side, "Listen to me Nathan, I don't have to explain my actions to you and he is your brother whether you like it or not, know get the hell out of my face before I bench you for this next game"
Nathan, slightly taken aback by his coaches outburst, just gave both his brother and his coach a dirty look and began to walk away from them but then stopped, "We both know that you won't bench me coach I'm the only thing you have left," then he continued his walk back to his friends.
Lucas looked from his 'brother,' if he even wanted to call him that, and back toward the coach, "I would actually love to take that walk with you coach." They both then began their walk outside and to the football stadium.
As they approached the gates to the field Whitey was the first to talk, "Son, you must have heard about what happened over the weekend, and how this put me in a position I've never thought I would have to be in."
They were almost at midfield when Lucas decided to answer him, "Yea coach I heard about the ban that they put on you, but why are you talking to me about this?"
"Lucas look around you, you were once a top flight receiver when you and Nathan were on that little league team together. I saw how you and him had a connection before that unfortunate incident, and I'm offering you the opportunity to get that going again." Whitey told him as they looked down the field toward the runner up plaque that was against the wall of the stadium.
"Yea well being Dan Scott's other child had the perk of being good I guess," Lucas scoffed then continued to speak, "And you can't add any new players anyway its against state regulations this late in the season."
"Yea well the state is giving us a little leeway to add two players for the seven we lost," Whitey answered and pulled the blue baseball cap off his head, "and you gained a lot more from your mother and Keith than what your father could have ever given you." He then began to lead Lucas and himself to the nearest bench and they both took a seat.
"Ok so say I do join your team...there are so many other factors that I have to think about before I say yes. You don't know how good I am anymore, I have to think about my mom and friends, and just Nathan overall." Lucas said while looking around the field.
Whitey put a hand on Lucas's back and said, "Listen Lucas I can't tell you about how your friends or mother is going to say, but I can tell you your uncle drove me out to see you play at that park and you still have it in you to be one of the best receivers in the state. And you don't worry about Nathan and what he has to say, if you join he's going to have to throw the ball to you at some point if he wants to win." Whitey then got up from the bench and was about to walk back into the school when he looked at Lucas and said, "Listen Lucas I need you on this team, with Nathan at quarterback and you at wideout it would be a dream season for everybody...And you can tell that friend of yours, Skills, that the other open spot is his," he add as he handed Luke two playbooks and then walked away leaving the teen to contemplate his decision on the bench.
'Ha me, Nathan, and Skills all in the same huddle sounds like a brawl getting ready to happen. But if we do somehow manage to get it all together we might be able to do something magical' Lucas thought and then looked down at the playbooks, if he was going to do this the hardest person to convince would be his mom, Skills would be to easy.
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Skills received the text from Luke in his fourth period class, 'Skills need to talk its important, meet me at my uncles shop after school.' Well know Skills was walking into the garage to see Luke under the hood and his uncle underneath the car. "Yo Luke whats so important that you were texting in class" Skills asked walking into the garage.
Luke looked around the hood and saw his friend standing there not knowing what to do with himself. "Yo Skills come on him and hand me that wrench, and lets talk about sports," Luke said going back to the car.
Skills walked in and handed the wrench over, "So you send me an urgent text to get my ass over here and all you want to do is talk sports...man we could do that over at the field" Skills huffed getting ready to leave.
"No Skills wait, I'm serious I need to talk to you about our favorite sport man come back man" Luke yelled moving away fro the car.
"Like I said Luke we can do that at the park" Skills yelled over his shoulder and kept walking.
"No man sorry, this isn't a general conversation. Whitey came and saw me today, he wants us to play for him" Luke told him, and it stopped Skills in his tracks.
Skills turned around and began his walk back into the garage, "What do you mean he wants us to play for him, he can't magically change the roster" Skills asked.
"It seems that since he lost a good part of the team that the state is allowing two add ons for the season and he wants us to fill the spots" Luke explained as he walked over to Skills and sat on a stool.
"What do you mean he wants us to fill the spots, he has never even seen us play before?" Skills said as he sat down next to him.
"I don't know how he saw us, all I know is that he said that he wants us both to play as his starting receivers and he even gave us both the playbooks" Luke answered giving him the other playbook.
"I can explain how he saw you both" Keith echoed from underneath the car as he rolled out from underneath it and wiped off his hands. "I might have drove him over to the park to watch you both play after he and I talked about him filling the two roster spots."
"Keith man, you just gave us the chance of a lifetime, thank you" Skills uttered and then stood up to give Keith a handshake.
"Well I knew you would be easy to convince, its just my nephew that needs the convincing" Keith stated, accepting the handshake and looking over at Luke.
Lucas rolled his eyes and stood up also and then spoke, "Look Keith its not that I don't want to do it, it's just how am I supposed to play a sport I love when we both know mom will freak out when she hears about this, I have to play with that asshole Nathan, and me and Skills don't even know the playbook."
During Luke's tirade both Keith and Skills looked at each other, both silently agreeing to persuade the young man in front of them. Skill's decided to go first, "Luke lets think about this opportunity for a moment. We would be both the starting receivers for the team he has to throw us the ball if he wants to win, and we will study the playbook together and get it down, besides Whitey knows all of this its not like he would throw us under the bus. And if Nathan decides to give us grief we can just beat his ass at some point or make him look bad on the field, he needs us as much as we need him."
Once Skills was done Keith began, "Yea Luke listen to Skills he's right. This isn't basketball Nathan can't take over by himself he needs both of you if he wants to impress those scouts. And don't worry about your mother she knows how much you love the sport, she may be upset for a little but she will let you do the thing you love."
"So you both think we can really pull this off when we are already a quarter of the season in?" Luke asked and when they both nodded their heads he knew they could do it, with his uncle there to lean on and his friend there to help him deal with Nathan they could do it. Now the only problem was convincing his mom to let him play high school football.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard the phone go off and his uncle answering it.
"Yea, uhha ok yea I'll send someone right over. Hey Luke a girl needs a tow over by that lake I let you drive around when you were younger, think you can handle that?" Keith told him and then handed him the keys to the tow truck.
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Luke was on his way to pickup whoever was stuck out on the road when he saw a black range rover coming up on him fast and he pulled over to the side of the road to let it pass, but instead it just pulled up next to him. When he looked into the other car he immediately regretted his decision to pull over, of course Nathan would be driving with his cronies.
Nathan pulled up in front of Lucas and blocked him in and not allowing him to get back on the road. Luke saw Nathan say something to Tim and then saw the window lower, Luke then lowered his window to see what the dickhead group wanted, "What do you guys want?"
"Get out of the car, we need to have a 'brotherly' talk" Nathan told him, then began to get out of the car. 'I could back up real quick and leave now or just deal with him and his groupies. Screw it I'll just deal with him now, I can only imagine what else he would do' Luke thought.
They met in front of both vehicles Luke by himself and Nathan with Tim and a couple other guys Luke didn't actually know. "What do you want Nathan?" Luke asked, breaking the standoff.
Nathan looked him in the eye and replied, "I know what Whitey wanted you for, he wants you to be one of the new guys on the team. I'm here to tell you that it's not going to happen, we don't need you I'm at quarterback so we have all the guys we need to win."
"Well thats not what Whitey thinks. He thinks that you need me otherwise all the scouts and wins will just disappear" Luke said back with a smirk.
Nathan beginning to get angry with his so called brother walked up to him and said as menacingly as possible, "We do not need you, I can carry this team to victory we don't need you as a distraction from our goals. So do the right thing and tell him you aren't interested."
He then turned around and began to walk back to his range rover, when Luke yelled back at him, "If you are so adamant about me not being on the team then how about we play for it, if I win I get put on the team if you win I stay away for good. We can do your three against my three at the park?"
Nathan stopped in his tracks and turned around, "We both know you don't have a good enough team to beat who I could bring. Besides from what I've heard your the only one who can actually play ball on that ragtag team of yours."
"Well then it shouldn't be a challenge for you to beat us then, unless you think you can't do it" Luke replied back as he walked up to him this time.
Nathan and his group then began to laugh at how easy of a proposition it was to accept, Luke's group wouldn't be able to touch his group. "Ok then big shot we will do this, tonight so be ready. I am about to crush your dreams tonight and you have nobody to help you win. Lets get out of here boys and let the future loser figure out what he is doing."
They then drove off still laughing at Luke's proposition, problem for Nathan was that he didn't know about Skills, which made Luke laugh while getting into the truck. While Luke caught whatever was thrown at him, Skills just flat out burnt everyone and Luke knew that Nathan wouldn't be able to stop that.
He then started the truck back up and remembered he had a person and a car to tow, 'huh hope they weren't waiting to long' he thought as he drove to pick whoever was broke down.
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We will get into some Lucas/Peyton stuff next chapter. Also we have the game so brush up on the football vocab, and please review