Hey, it's a day late. But I've had a lot of homework lately, and I just didn't want to write it…
Song: Blake Lewis- A.D.D. so fetch!
Chapter 10: Boston Crème
As for me, I just went to class. I had water boy duty today, and today they wanted pies after practice. It was some sort of ritual…
I walked into my first class, then my second, third… so on. My day passed in a blur. Repeated lessons, stupid tests, seriously, did the world come up with anything new? Ever! I mean, you can only learn the Civil War so many times before you feel like you fought in it. Well, Jasper actually did, but that's another story…
So, anyway, the day passed so fast that I didn't have a chance to not think about practice tonight for an entire minute!
Seriously! It was the only thing in my head the entire day! Aah! There is only so much apple pie my head can take before it explodes. Apple pie is like the Civil War, too much is a bad thing.
Finally, that last bell rang. The rest of the kids stormed out, rushing for their lockers. It was Friday after all. They were free.
I wasn't. I was bound by my water boy duties. Stupid coach!
But I went. The coach said the pies would be here in about a half hour. So I had 30 minutes to figure out how to get away before I would have to go out there with a huge stack of pies… and not try to throw up, trip, or both.
I didn't think of anything. Coach had me hand out Gatorade (c) the entire time. I was running around, it was like he was working me as if I was an actual player!
But I did it. It's not like it was hard or anything. I am a vampire…
Then, the pies came. They were Boston Crèmes. Uh oh. If I did something embarrassing, I would come up with a face full of chocolate. Crap.
Coach blew the whistle. "Pie time, boys!"
They cheered. One guy yelled, "Come on, water boy. Bring us the pie!"
I gulped… well if I could, I would have. But that's another human thing lost in the transformation.
"Yo, Everett," said the Coach. Getting my name wrong, "get those pies out there!"
I had to. So I grabbed the pies, 20 in one hand, 20 in the other, and made my way, carefully across the field.
So, yeah, I have a dirty little secret. When it comes to pie, I lose control of my legs, sorta. I can't really walk in a straight line and I trip a lot.
I really liked pie when I was a human.
And that tripping was happening now. I stumbled and clumbled my way across the grass. Then, when I was right in front of the quarterback, Joe, I tripped.
And pie flew everywhere.
I landed face first in a bunch. But two hit Joe and a bunch of the other big guys.
As I climbed to my feet, apologizing, they just glared. I was in big trouble, tomorrow.
I know I'm a big scary vampire. But these guys are big scary football players. The only difference is that they're alive, and I'm not.
Now, I can take on a few guys at a time, but not an entire team.
And an entire team was what I was going to face tomorrow.
I said sorry again and ran off the field to find if Alice made it or not.
… 10 minutes later…
I found her in the school library. She was doing research for something.
"Hey, did you make the team?" I figured she didn't. If she did, she'd be bouncing off the walls.
"Yep, I did. Sorta…" and she turned back to her books.
That was weird. But I didn't think much of it. She probably had just seen the uniforms. They were really ugly.
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