Good news everybody! I started writing my new story Escaping Reality, and it is being co-written by someone who wants her identity to remain a secret. She also wants me to take all the credit, but I can't do that… so it is being co-written by IDENTITY WITHHELD. Haha! Anyway, this is the second half to the original chapter 5, but now it's called chapter 6. This chapter starts off with a little comedy, and it also ends with a little comedy. For those of you who read my first two stories, any references you definitely caught. Or you weren't paying that much attention and missed the whole thing. LOL! That sounds like me, oh well. You can read the story now.
Just One of the GuysChapter 6
"Alvin-"
"WHAT!?" Alvin screamed in surprise, the next day at breakfast.
Simon used his clipboard to protect his head from the toaster waffles Alvin launched into the air. "A little jumpy, aren't we?" Simon asked.
Alvin showed a small smile. "I guess. There's a lot riding on this game." He said picking up the waffles. "What's up?"
"Elliot called, and he said he can't make it today. He's too sick." Simon explained.
Alvin looked up. "What!?" He screamed in horror. Simon opened his mouth to repeat himself. "Oh, I heard you!" Alvin said getting off the floor. "Now we have to use one of the bench warmers! We're doomed!" Alvin panicked. "Doomed! Doomed!"
Simon grabbed Alvin's shoulder and slapped him in the face. "Calm down!" He yelled.
Alvin sighed as he rubbed the cheek where Simon struck him. "Thanks, I needed that." He breathed.
"No problem, and don't worry about the scouts. As long as you play your best, they'll offer you a scholarship. No question." Simon comforted.
Alvin smiled. "Thanks… again." Simon smiled as he and Alvin sat at the kitchen table. "I feel a lot better now."
"Fellas, are you ready to go?" Dave called from the other room.
"AH!" Alvin screamed, dropping to his knees and rocking back and forth in a fetal position.
Simon stared at this. "I hope so." He said, continuing to stare at his brother.
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"Hey Alvin!"
"AH!" Alvin screamed throwing his towel into the air. Brittany watched it float back down, and then turned back toward Alvin. "Don't… do that." Alvin said taking a deep breath.
"I can tell you're nervous, but I know what will make you feel better." Brittany sang.
"No, Brittany, seeing you cheer will not make me feel better." Alvin said.
Brittany glared. "Not that." She said through clenched teeth. "For the record, my sisc rules, my boom is awesome, and my bah kicks major butt!" Brittany explained. Alvin rolled his eyes and began stretching. "What I was talking about is the bleachers." Brittany said.
"What?" Alvin asked furrowing his brow in confusion. Brittany only pointed. Alvin turned around in the direction Brittany was pointing and saw Eleanor sitting in the bleachers. Jeanette tapped Eleanor on the shoulder and pointed at Alvin.
They smiled at one another. Eleanor gave a small wave. "Good luck!" She called to him.
Alvin chuckled. He turned around to see his teammates smiling at him. A blush crept onto his cheeks. "What?" He asked even though he knew the answer. He once again began stretching and the guys began laughing and joking.
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It was the last five minutes of the second period. The game was tied and players on both teams were dropping like flies. The crowd and the coaches were on the edge of their seats. Some were watching intently and others covering their eyes but peaking through their fingers.
The ref blew the whistle and signaled the final kick-off to begin. You could practically hear the crowd suck in their breath, and time seemed to move slower. Alvin kicked the ball into the air and it flew over the opposing player's head. Alvin maneuvered around him and ran towards the goal. Thomas then kicked the ball to Simon and they also headed towards the goal. The entire opposing team ran after them, thinking one would try to score. Thomas and Simon continued passing the ball back and forth. Simon then took a glance over his should at Alvin, and he passed him the ball when he saw he was ready. Once receiving the ball, Alvin kicked it toward the goal. The ball rose a few feet and went forward. The goalkeeper jumped up to block it, and just as he did the ball fell to the ground and rolled under his feet (A.N. Epic Fail!).
The crowd erupted into cheers as the referee signaled it as a goal. The opposing team trudged off the field, and their coach chewed them out. Alvin's teammates ran over patting him on the back and telling him what an awesome kick that was. Alvin only smiled and continued his walk. "Are you Alvin?" A voice asked.
Alvin looked up and saw a man wearing a University of California T-shirt. "Uh, yeah- Yes! I'm Alvin." Alvin greeted shaking the man's hand.
The man chuckled. "I'm Howard Thompson of University of California in Santa Barbara. I represent our soccer program, and I like what I saw out there."
Alvin smiled. "Thanks you Mr. Thompson."
"Please call me Howard." Mr. Thompson said reaching into his pocket. Alvin nodded. "If you're interested in playing soccer for us next year," He handed Alvin a business card, "Give me a call."
Alvin's smile grew wider. "I will! Thank you!" Alvin said excitedly. He continued his walk off the field, but looked up and saw Eleanor talking to Jeanette and instead walked up the bleachers.
"Where did he go?" Eleanor asked looking into the crowd.
"I don't know. Last time I saw him he was talking to that guy over there, but that was way over there." Jeanette explained.
Eleanor sighed. "Well, he could be anywhere now."
"Even right behind you." Alvin said.
Eleanor jumped and turned around. She smiled nervously at Alvin and turned back towards Jeanette. "Why didn't you tell me!?" She asked in a whispered. Jeanette shrugged and quickly descended the bleachers. Eleanor sighed and turned back toward Alvin with a small smile. "Hi." She greeted softly. Alvin just looked as if he were waiting for something. "I'm really sorry; I never meant to hurt you." (A.N. You didn't mean to get yourself dumped either.) Eleanor began, and Alvin continued to stare. "I'm sorry for being secretive, I'm sorry for turning into Brittany, I'm sorry for never being there for you, I'm sorry my apology is so long, and I'm sorry for whatever else that will get that scary look off your face." Eleanor finished softly, lowering her head.
Alvin let out a small chuckle. "What am I going to do with you?" He asked with a smile.
Eleanor looked up. "Learn to love my flaws?" She suggested with a hopeful smile.
Alvin sighed. "I guess I'm going to have to." He said jokingly rolling his eyes. "But you have to do something for me too."
Eleanor smiled. "What's that?" She asked.
Alvin smiled. "Go to the mall."
Eleanor wrinkled her brow in confusion. "Why-"
"I'm not done." Alvin interrupted. Eleanor nodded as Alvin put an arm around her. "Go to Yogurt Land."
Eleanor's expression remained. "Uh-huh." She said slightly perplexed and uncertain.
Alvin pressed his forehead to hers and lowered his voice to a whisper. "And buy me that frozen yogurt you owe me." He finally finished. Eleanor burst into laughter and hugged Alvin. Alvin hugged her back.
The End!
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Well, it's not the complete end. I still need to post the epilogue. I hope you enjoyed the story, and I'm sorry it's almost over! I hate having to say good bye! I'm not good at it. Wait, this isn't good bye… I have another story I'm going to post! This is just a see you later! Yay! BTW, the person who voted for neither in the poll is soooooo not happy right now. Anyway, REVIEW!