Chapter 2
"Freshman?" said a voice from behind. "Yeah," said James. "I'm Brian Kendrick, you?" "James Johnson," he replied. "I guess we're on the same team here," he added. "Good to see a friendly face," commented James.
James was at wide, Brian was too. Randy was quarterback. "Hike!" he yelled. Everyone took of hitting each other and James was wide open and Randy threw it to him way in the air. James leaped up… Boom! He was nailed by Kurt Angle knocking him in the bleachers a few feet away. Everyone was cheering Kurt for the big hit. Ashley came over from the other side where the girls were playing soccer. "You okay?" she asked concerned. "Yeah," James replied holding his wrist. Their eyes met. James smiled. "Coach Davis, can you help?" Coach Davis came from the girls' locker room. "Sprained wrist" she said. "Go to the clinic." "Ashley, show him to the clinic."
They didn't talk until they got there on the second floor. "Hope you feel better," she said. "Thanks" James said. "Maybe we'll see each other again," he said. She nodded and waved goodbye, as they met each other's eyes yet again.
" So, how do you like WWEHS so far?" the nurse asked while wrapping his wrist up. "I love it," said James watching Ashley walk away.
Later on, James returned to gym, watching everyone play football. "What's up?" asked Brian. "Sprained wrist," James replied happily. Brian noticed James was staring at Ashley. "Good luck, she's John's." James didn't know what he meant until about five minutes later, when he saw John Cena kissing Ashley.
"Nice catch, freshman!" laughed Randy. "I wouldn't go up like that again sport," he continued. For a minute, James liked high school, then he realized it wasn't as easy as it looked.
"See you tomorrow James," called Brian when the bell rang. "Okay," said James. He then spotted a flyer for football tryouts next week. James looked at his wrist then at the flyer. He took off his bandage. "What they don't know won't hurt em," he tought.