Just a short one. I feel bad not updating, but with homework and everything it is kind of tough. I find it easier to read them when they are short anyway, since I am so busy I barely have time to read the ones I follow. Anyway, ENJOY! 3
***I don't own Degrassi. But maybe one day...***
The boys all lined up again, ready for the coach to blow the whistle. Adam, scowling, moved away from Rick. When the whistle blew, he was off. Full on anger, his adrenaline pushed him to the front of the group, ending him first by a long shot. He smiled to himself seeing the astonished look of many of the other boys, especially Rick.
As Drew jogged back next to him, he asked, breathing heavily, "How the hell did you do that?"
"Adrenaline rush," Adam explained. Rick stared at him. Adam smirked back. "Couldn't have done it without you, Rick."
Adam was feeling pretty good about himself after the fitness test. He had done exceptionally well in the sprints, coming first in every one. Rick pissing him off definitely helped his cause. For the second half of the tryouts, the boys would be split into groups to scrimmage. Rick, being the captain of the team, helped split the groups. He put himself with Adam. For a split second, Adam was nervous, even afraid, to be in a group with Rick. But he shook it off. He had something to prove and he wouldn't let anything, especially his emotions, get in the way.
The ball rolled to him and Adam quickly cut it back. He began to run down the wing, passing it off, and getting it right back again, faking out a defender. He was on a role, everything was blurring out, his mind completely excited, yet at ease. This was the reason he played. Just as he pulled his leg back to shoot the ball, he felt someone push him from behind. He fell to the ground and turned to see Rick dribbling away. He knew the coach had seen, but this battle he knew he would have to fight for himself. Drew was on another field, probably also Rick's choice, so he was all alone. A few minutes passed and Rick was dribbling the ball past a defender. Adam positioned himself and, taking a running start, slide tackled Rick so well that he flipped over and the ball went flying out of bounds. Adam popped up, satisfied, and continued to play as if nothing had happened. Rick couldn't do anything; the tackle was legal. On the sidelines, the coach raised his eyebrows and scribbled something down on his clipboard. He didn't know if he wanted a biological girl on the team, but he did know one thing. Whether Adam was a guy or a girl, he could sure play soccer.
At the end of the tryout, the coach brought all of the tired, sweaty boys into a group on the side of the field. He stood before them with his clipboard, his face serous. "Everyone gave a great effort today," he said. "But, unfortunately, that isn't always enough. We only have room for 20 kids on Varsity and 20 on Junior Varsity. That means that roughly 20 of you will be cut. Keep in mind that these decisions are extremely difficult for me and the other coaches. The teams will be posted tomorrow around lunch you to everyone who tried out; I think we are going to have an outstanding team this year."
Drew walked over to Adam after the group broke up. "So, how do you think you did?" he asked, walking with Adam to where their bags were.
"I rocked it!" Adam answered, punching the air. "Booya!"
Drew laughed. "Yeah, I don't think I was so lucky. I'm not that sure how to play soccer. The only thing I can do is kick the ball and sort of tackle. And run."
"Are you actually thinking of playing?" Adam asked, swinging his soccer bag over his shoulder.
"Yeah, it's a beast sport," Drew answered. "Even if I do suck at it. Are you nervous about making it, though?"
"Nah," Adam answered. "I got this one."
Does Adam get cut or does he make Varsity? Maybe JV? You will have to keep reading to find out! :)
