Yeah… I'm going back to the well with this one.
This whole thing is an opportunity for me to look back on who I WAS as a writer compared to who I am NOW.
Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this story, so far I think it's MUCH better than 'Things are Happening 1.'
Prologue
For 28 year old Lynn Loud Jr., a job that involves sports is one that she looked forward to as long as she can remember.
Despite many setbacks, she actually did get one coaching a college football team. When it comes to actually COACHING it however…
She's seen sitting down at her desk, water bottle in one hand and tapping the surface with the other as she starts to speak.
"These players… are horrible."
Trying not to make eye contact with the person she's talking to, she instead looks down and focuses on her professional work rather than her personal life… which she had deep regrets.
"These players are no good. I know there are people that are all like, 'NO EXCUSES!'
You know what, I got 22 excuses. 11 on my offense and 11 on my defense.
Our offensive coordinator is terrible. He gets half of his plays from the video game, Madden… ROOKIE MODE!
Our offensive line is like back when Obama was in office and we were following his immigration policy: LET EVERYBODY THROUGH!
Do we have a chance next week? No, we're 0 and 8. These guys are not good at football. I got three white receivers!
The red zone defense is like… Oprah. YOU GET A TOUCHDOWN! YOU GET A TOUCHDOWN!
Look at our playbook, I put in plays for Peyton Manning, the quarterback plays like Cooper Manning.
No credit to the other team, okay, the other team is awful.
I tried to recruit bigger, better players to come play for us but they went to GOOD schools."
She sighs and looks up.
Lincoln Loud, her brother that she had not seen in 15 years kept his gaze on her.
She notices his lips move and mentally braces herself to hear him speak.
"Damn, sis. That's fucked up. You wanna smoke?"
He hands out a small, green, rolled up cigarette. A blunt, some might say.
Even though marijuana is not allowed on the campus, she blindly accepts it anyway.
"Linky, you already know what I'm gonna say… I'm…"
"I know you're sorry, Lynn. I forgave you a long time ago when I realized that going back in that damn house may not be the best decision for me."
"We weren't making the right choices. We shouldn't have locked you out!"
"What's done is done, Lynn. It's time to let go and move on. I figured 15 years of absence is enough torture for you and everybody. But I'm afraid I gotta be leaving Royal Woods AGAIN!"
"But why? What's going on?"
Lincoln sighs. It's now or never. She's gotta know eventually.
"Lynn, my girl's six months pregnant. I'm gonna be a father."
She immediately stands up. "WHAT!?"
Lincoln stands up too. "Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta tell the others. Our dad's gonna FLIP… I only hope he doesn't land on his ass. Hehe."
He then rushes out the door with his sister following him.
"WAIT! Lincoln… when will you come back!? Everybody misses you!"
She rushes out of the room…
Only to find the hallway completely empty. As if her brother teleported as soon as he was out of sight.
Feeling tears gathering up in her eyes, Lynn falls to her knees to the floor, getting her red tracksuit a little bit dirty but she didn't care. Her brother is gone now.
"Linky…" She cried.
Yeah… I winged out this prologue. I didn't have a rough draft to follow. The jokes weren't even mine. I copied them from a random funny video I saw about six months ago.
So what do you guys think? This is quite an improvement if I ever saw one.
Look forward to the actual first chapter… COMING NEXT WEEK!
Until then… see ya!