One Tree Hill (Final Fantasy)

by sonofnight

This is a spiritual, dramatic, humorous, and heartfelt story about what happens when Lucas, Nathan, and those around them face some of their fears. God uses them to motivate, encourage, and push each other past their comfort zones. There are also some intense situations, and some fighting. Enjoy! This is a story of what happens when God meets real life situations.

17. Chapter 17: Prince and the Pauper

Chapter 17: Prince and the Pauper

Thanks for reading! Thanks for the constructive criticism, for the constructive feedback, and for the support. "That's it. Show that ball whose

boss." (Troy Bolton v.)

"Well, guess whose joining our team this year?" Coach Durham yelled, as his players rubbed their eyes and yawned.

Tim waved his hand frantically, desperate to get Coach Durham's attention.

"What is it Tim?"

"Is it Michael Jordan?"

Some groaned, and others snickered.

"No, it's Lucas Scott." Nathan heard the finality in Coach Durham's voice.

Nate hated that he'd been honest, but Luke had won, and Nate would see to it that he'd leave out the same door he came in. Tim gave Nate a confused look. Luke

walked into the locker room, and all eyes were on him. He looked to Coach Durham for help.

"Find a seat."

Luke sat on the bench that was furthest from everyone else. The team smirked. Nate looked at Luke and shook his head. He was making this too easy. Jake walked in

and sat down by Luke quickly.

"What's the excuse this time Jagowski?"

Jake blushed.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I think it has something to do with a girl." Luke answered.

"I really hope you're not dense like your brother," Coach Durham's face sagged in an unmistakable frown. "Answer Jagowski, or you can sit out, and play she loves

me not."

"Brooke Davis, sir." Jake turned redder.

"She's not your-" Coach Durham started, over the commotion of excited teenage males.

"No sir." Jake scratched the back of his neck.

"Don't keep us in suspense. You don't want your teammates to have to take cold showers after getting them all riled up."

Luke spoke up.

"You're picking on him. Maybe he doesn't feel comfortable-"

"She's always playing with my belt, sir."

"Learn to say no Jagowski. I want to see you and your press agent in my office. The rest of you suit up and start warm-ups."

When Coach Durham left, the boys got rowdy as they began swapping stories about their latest conquests and the notches on their belt. Jake patted Luke on the

shoulder. Luke snapped out of deep thought.

"Thanks, press agent."

"Sorry about that." Luke said, as they got up and headed down to Coach Durham's office.

"Don't sweat it. Besides, this can't be easy for you. Whitey ribs me every day."

As Lucas passed Nate, he thought he heard him say he was getting a tutor. He heard him say it was something James. Luke had to stop this.