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1. Chapter
"Everyone in the living room. Family meeting. Now!" The voice of Tom Baker reverberated through the house.
Jake Baker, sixth child of twelve rolled his eyes. He hated family meetings. Every time they had, there came out a terrible change, like moving to a complete different town.
When he reached the living room, all this siblings that lived at home, were collected like little puppies on the couches. He sighed.
"Hope it will be over soon", he thought.
"So", his dad started. "I have a good news for you. I think you will enjoy. The Murtaughs are moving to this town. Just a few houses down the street!"
"Really?!", Sarah asked.
Tom nodded. Jake frowned. He didn´t know what to think about that.
All in all, Elliot was a good friend of him. His best, if he was honest. But he didn´t want to see him smooch with his sister Sarah all the time. And all Jake could say was, that they had totally fallen in love with each other the last time they met, on the summer holidays at the lake.
"Isn´t that brilliant?", Sarah asked him and Mike, when they went out of the living room.
"Sure", Mike smiled.
"Yes", Jake said, but didn´t mean it. He wanted to go to his room. He had homework to do, not that he would like to do, he hated, but he just get through the eight class with a lot of luck and his father threatened him to close his skateboard in the closer if it he would not do anything for getting better grades.
"I mean: Elliot is moving here." Sarah became a little bit red.
"Yes", Jake answered. Thinking about, it would be great. He would introduce Elliott to his friends and they would like him. Sure they would. They all loved skate boarding.
"We should think for a surprise for him", Sarah said.
"Why?", Jake asked.
"Because it would be nice."
"You sound like mom", Jake snapped. Sarah raised an eyebrow.
"I have to do my homework, if I don´t dad will kill me, or my teacher does", Jake said and went to his room.
"You´ve grown boring!"
"Jake, wait a moment." Jake heared his father Tom´s voice.
"Yeah?"
"So, tomorrow the new football coach is looking for the new players, isn´t he?"
"Yes."
"So you try it out, won´t you?"
"Think so."
"Jake, you´ve been the best player, the best quarterback in your old team. You already could beat Charlie."
"I know, and I love football, but..."
"So you´re trying out. Great. The coach will see, you´re brilliant. I´m very proud of you. Every Baker boy plays football in high school."
Jake liked football. But he liked baseball much more. But he couldn´t disappoint his father.
Jake sat on his bed, starring at the maths book. He hated algebra. Just letters and numbers and his head went dizzy.
"Who needs that!", he grumbled.
"Everyone, it´s universal education."
Jake looked up and saw Jessica stand in the door. "Great", he said, "everyone has an interesting stupid thought of universal education."
Jessica rolled her eyes. "Shall I help you?", she asked than.
"No thanks", he snapped.
"You´ve grown up an asshole", Jessica said and went. Jake sighed. Pretty well done, he thought.
So today he was a boring asshole. Maybe tomorrow he would be a foolish wimp.
He gazed at his maths book without reading.
School was, like every day, like running the gauntlet.
His maths teacher, the terrible Mr. Pork, called him stupid, because he couldn´t find the answer for
a, like his teacher called it, easy exercise, every kindergarten kid could solve.
While lunch time, Jake ran into Greg Stunner, the school bully, who gazed at him pretty scary.
"Wanna feel my fists?", Greg screamed and pushed him to the ground.
After that, Jake had a lovely art lesson, where his teacher laughed when he saw Jakes drawing.
Jake knew he wasn´t good at arts but laughing was to much, he thought.
Pretty well he was happy, that today the new coach of the American Football team had set on an audience.
He wanted to watch out the players of his team.
In middle school, Jake has been the best Quarterback. Also he was small for his age, he had a lot of strengths. He was very fast and had a great view for tactics.
Henry, Jakes older brother, was already in the team.
Playing in the football team of Highschool was a must for every Baker boy, having a father who was a football couch.
Jake stood next to a boy with long blond hair. He had to swallow, when he recognized Greg Stunner standing with the group of players, who were already in the team, because they were in it before summer.
"So", the coach told them. "Having wimps on my team, is unacceptable. If you want to be a part of this team, you have to show your strength."
With that, he went through the line of new pupils who wanted to be in the team.
"Go there", he told the first boy, pointing at the line.
"You too", he told the next one.
"What´s that?", he asked when he came to the next boy. "Do you think I wanna have pusher in my team?" With those words he pointed at the glasses of the boy. "No way, man. Go out of my eyes."
"But...", the boy wanted to say.
"You can go." The coach pointed at the next player.
"You too, and you." Than he stood still.
"Are you kidding me?", he called. "You are a girl."
"I´m pretty good", the girl said. Jake knew her voice. She was in his old football team. Her name was Nancy Summer, the reason why Jake stopped calling Sarah a tomboy.
Nancy was big and scary. Next to her, Tom Baker looked like an old woman.
"I don´t wanna have girls being a part of my team. This is a boy football team. Go to the cheerleaders."
"I wanna play football. I´m really good in it." That´s true, Jake thought. She has been the best next to him, in the old team. But he has to say, they didn´t really talk to each other.
"Are you stupid or so? I said I don´t wanna girls."
"Where should I go? There is no team for girls at this school."
"That´s not my problem. But if you´re in my team and have your PMS, it is. So went out of my eyes." With that words he went to the next boy. That´s not fair, Jake thought. Otherwise, he never heared of a girl in a highschool football team.
"You´re a part", the couch said to the next boy.
"What´s that?", the coach said when he stand in the front of the boy next to Jake.
The boy with the long blond hairs.
"What´s what ?"
"This haircut. I don´t have hippies in my team, you know?"
"I don´t have cut it down", the boy explained.
"Than you´re not a part of this team", the couch answered and went over to Jake and looked at him.
And than, he started to laugh.
"Are you kidding me?", the man gasped between laughing. "How tall are you? One fifty?"
"One seventy, Sir"*, Jake answered honestly.
"So you think, I would like to have such a wimp on my team?"
"I´m not a wimp, on my old team I was the best player. Let me show you my strengths."
Jake couldn´t believe he should not be able to play football.
His father would be more than disappointed. His father the football coach.
"You´re not a part of it."
"But..."
But the coach had been walking away.
*(When it´s said that Jake is one seventy that means he is one meter and seventy centimeters, because I don´t know what it is in feet )