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Chapter 2~Dodgeball and New People
Alex POV
"Drop and give me 20!" Joe Solomon yelled at his students. We were doing our warm ups in P&E. We just got done running laps. Dylan and I finished up with our pushups in a short time.
"Hey Alex, just hang tight." Cammie said standing up next to us. "We don't have any more warm ups."
"Oh, I guess I'm use to practice and never being done with hard work." I said blushing a little.
"I know what you mean. But we will be doing some type of exercising now. Sometimes we work out or we play some sport like volleyball or football."
"Sounds like fun." I said with a smile. When everyone was finished, we gathered around Mr. Solomon.
"Ok so for every ones favorite game in the world…Dodge ball!" He said with a smile on his face that only grew wider when a few of the kids started to complain. "Now I've put some thought into how to dive up the teams, but I want to hear what y'all have to say." He said looking at each of us in turn. All of the big boys wanted boys against girls while some of the girls wanted to be on the football players' team.
"Hey guys!" Macey yelled. "The boys want it to be guys against girls? I say let's show them what mistake they are about to commit." This got Cam, Bex, and me to smile. Dylan, Grant, and Zach took our smiles as a challenge.
We split off into the team and Mr. Solomon blew his whistle and the game began. At first the girls were cowering in fear, but Macey, Bex, Cam, and I started playing hard. The boys were creaming s at first, but Dylan, Zach, and Grant knew that it was going to get a lot harder. Once all of the other girls got out we put on a show. Cam started by catching a ball and did a spinning throw. Bex caught another ball and did a flip. I caught one and spiked it in one of the boy's face that was being too annoying. Macey unfortunately got out when she threw the ball and Zach caught it. It was back and forth between us, until Mr. Solomon got tired of no one getting out.
"Ok so now we know that the girls are just as good as the boys, how do you want to split it up this time?" he asked the class.
"How about students vs. teacher?" one girl asked with a smile. There was some cheers went out through the gym room.
"If you are up for the challenge?" Mr. Solomon said grabbing a ball and walking to the other side of the room. Some of the students thought that we were going to destroy him, but some of us knew better.
"Ok we need to make a plan." Zach said when we (Cam, Bex, Macey, Grant, Dylan, and I) all went to get some water. "No matter what if one of us gets out we have to stay strong" he said.
"We know that everyone else is going to get out at the very beginning, but I want this game to last to the very end of the class, so he has to call it a draw." Cam said, "So we have to be on defense the whole time. Got it?" We all nodded and walking on the court.
That is how we played. We didn't try to show off this time, we just wanted to stay in to the game. It was long and hard, but one by one we got picked off. Cam was right about the others getting out first. Mr. Solomon is amazing at dodge ball! The first one he got off was Dylan and Bex. Than Macey and Zach were knocked off. In the end it was Cam and I against Mr. S. We might have cheated a little. See in while we were playing three kids came walking in all with a note. Mr. Solomon took his eyes off us for one second. That was all we needed. We both grabbed a ball and threw them at him. Cammie's hit him in the back. Mine got him right in the face when he turned around.
We sat there for a second, and then we started to act like we just won the final volleyball game in the season. Once we walked off Zach came up to Cam and gave her a hug. I was given high fives from our group. We were surrounded by the whole class. Mr. Solomon was of talking to the kids who distracted him. There was two boys and ne girl. Bex saw where I was looking and told me that they were my other neighbors. Liam Hamilton has sandy blonde/brown hair, violet eyes. He is the most sarcastic one. His sister is Mackenzie. Well Kenzie for short, she has long dirty blond hair, green eyes, and tan skin. She is also 5'6. The other guy is Nathan Smith, or Nate. He is 6', has light brown. bluish/greenish eyes, tan skin.
The bell rang to signal that end of class. Some of the students grumbled that they wouldn't have enough time to get to their next class. Once all of the students walked out Dylan and I stayed to ask our teacher some questions.
"Mr. Solomon do you have a minuet?" I asked grabbing some of the dodge balls and brought them to the closet.
He looked at us and sighed "If you make it quick. Or if it's apologizing for hitting me in the face."
"Is it too late to try out for football?" Dylan said holding onto the strap of his back pack.
"Normally I would say no considering that our first game is Friday night, but when I was watching you today I saw potential. I've giving you a chance, so don't let me down. Give me your old couches name. I need to make sure I'm not making a mistake."
"Thank you Sir." Dylan said putting out his hand for a handshake, and that he wrote down the information and left.
"Same goes for you and volleyball. Well I guess it's a little different because. The girls just tried out yesterday, so you could do that now, and their game is Saturday. But they have practice together, so they know how to play together. Oh and tell your brother we don't have practice today, but we will have a longer one tomorrow same with volleyball." He said once Dylan left.
"Thank you Sir and I'm sorry about hitting you in the head I just wanted to win." I said giving him a handshake and filling out the information.
"Don't we all." He was walking again but I caught his arm.
"How did you know I wanted to play volleyball?" I asked
"I saw that spike you did in the game, so I put two and two together." With that my teacher walked out of the gym without a second glance. I gave myself a half smile. The bell for class to begin rang throughout the school. As I walked to the library the halls became quite, but once I walked past the ladies rest room I heard crying. Being me I had to see what was happening, so I looked. When I looked in I saw the girls sitting around and trying to sooth Kenzie. She was crying silently into Cam's shoulder. I didn't want to intrude more than I have, so I turned and left.
I don't know why, but libraries have always been one of my favorite places to be. I can just sit and my life away. Unfortunately that was not the case today. I had a massive load of homework my teachers wanted me to do. Luckily it was easy and I finished most in class all but math. I put on my headphone and turned on my MP3 player to my country station. What I was in the mood for country. The first song that came on was "Must Be Doin' Somethin' Right" by Billy Currington.
I was sitting at a table working hard and drumming with my pencils. Suddenly a shadow came over me, thinking it was the librarian stopped and pulled out one of my headphones.
"Sorry I didn't mean to startle you, but noticed that you were in the same math class as me and I wanted to know if you could give me the homework assignment?" Nate said sitting down across from me.
I smiled, "Yeah, sure." I slid my notebook towards him. I had just finished up the last of the weeks before homework. In class the teacher allowed Dylan and me to work on the homework.
He returned my smile, and started to write down the homework. "Thanks. This looks fun." He said with sarcasm. "You don't happen to be in ap English and/or ap business history?"
"It must be your lucky day. I'm in both, and again it's your lucky cause there's no homework in either." I said putting my binders for both of those classes away. He let out a sigh that said if only you knew. I smiled and put out my hand after I put all of my school books in my backpack. I had just finished my math, and school was about to end. "Well it was nice to meet you…" I said.
"Nate" he said taking my hand.
"Alex" I said. As I walked away I could feel him watching me, but not in a weird way, but in a way that said he wanted to know who I really was. I was thinking about how soft and warm his hands were. I could also feel calluses and muscle.
Dylan and I walked home. Behind us I got a glimpse of Bex and Kenzie talking. Not far behind them I saw Liam and Nate both of them were looking off into space. I had a feeling that something was very wrong with both of their families. They went into Kenzie and Liam's house. I almost ran into Dylan because he had stopped dead in his tracks. That was when I saw our vehicle had arrived. I saw my mom's minivan, Dylan' jeep, and the car that my Dad would use sometimes. Then my eyes landed on my Dad's truck. It's a dark blue Dodge Ram 1500 make 2007. It is also the vehicle I drive. We went inside and put our stuff away. I grabbed my MP3 player and went out to the truck. I stood at the door for a while. Once I go in I could still smell Dad in the seats. I turned on my music and the first song that came on was "I Drive Your Truck" by Lee Brice. I let the words sink in to my heart. I couldn't stop my tears from falling. I just sat and listened to the words over and over again.
Eighty-Nine Cents in the ash tray
Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard
That dirty Braves cap on the dash
Dog tags hangin' from the rear view
Old Skoal can, and cowboy boots and a Go Army Shirt folded in the back
This thing burns gas like crazy, but that's alright
People got their ways of coping
Oh, and I've got mine
There actually was an Army shirt in the back seat, and dogs tags hanging off the rear view. I also had some around my neck.
I drive your truck
I roll every window down
And I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck
I would drive the truck whenever I missed him. I would take it out to all of the back roads.
I leave that radio playing
That same ole country station where ya left it
Yeah, man I crank it up
And you'd probably punch my arm right now
If you saw this tear rollin' down on my face
Hey, man I'm tryin' to be tough
Instead of punching my arm he would give me a hug. I did have the same radio station programmed. It wasn't a country station, but a Christian station, but it had some country music.
And momma asked me this morning
If I'd been by your grave
But that flag and stone ain't where I feel you anywayI drive your truck
I roll every window down
And I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck
I've cussed, I've prayed, I've said goodbye
Shook my fist and asked God why
These days when I'm missing you this much
I didn't cuss but I did do all of the others, but I guess I don't shake my fist…
I drive your truck
I roll every window down
And I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes, brother sometimesI drive your truck
I drive your truck
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
I drive your truck
Once I listened to the song a few times. I decided it was time to get out and go inside.
I hope it rocked your socks! Please reviwe or Pm or do what ever you do. I have some new ideas for the next chapter, but i can't put it up untll people tell me if they liked this or not...so please hurry! :)
~Saphira~
