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"Time to get up guys." I heard Darry yell from the kitchen but I didn't want to get up. I felt someone sit up on the bed and knew it was Soda. He started to shake me but I didn't open my eye, hoping that he would go take a shower and I could get a couple more minutes of sleep.

"Pony I'm goin' to get dress and if you're not up by the time I get back I'm getin' Darry." He told me as he left the room. I was getting ready to get up but sleep over came me. The next thing I heard was the door opening but I was too tired to look.

"Okay Pony you were warned." Then two people jumped on top of me and started to tickle me. They were laughing almost as much as me. Whenever they did this they would get a lot of fun out of it.

"Stop, stop I will get up. You win." I manage to get out of my mouth while they were tickling me to death. Then they stopped and I gasped for air on the bed.

"Okay Pony get up and get dressed the guys will be here any minute," Darry said firmly but I still could see him smiling from tickling me to death. "my old football bag is beside you backpack, so you can put your stuff in it."

"Thanks Darry." I said as I got up and pulled on a pair of jeans, a dark blue shirt that used to be Soda's that he out grew, and a pair of socks. I would have to get my shoes out of the living room. I got out a pair of shorts, sweat pants incase it was cool when we were practicing. Then I took that stuff to the living room and placed them in the bag that had CURTIS written across it. I also went and put my helmet and other football stuff in the bag and went into the kitchen. Darry had cooked eggs and he and Soda were eating them with chocolate cake when I state down. Soda is assumed had poured me a glass of chocolate milk since me and him were the only ones who drank it because Darry always had coffee. I started to eat when I heard the door slam shut and three people walked in.

"Hey ya'll."

"Hey Two-Bit, Steve, Johnny." Soda greeted them. They all took a piece of cake and seat.

"So Pony, you ready for practice?" Darry asked.

"I guess." I didn't really know what to expect, all I knew was that those four Socs were going to be there.

"You guys better get goin' or you're going to be late." Darry told us. I grabbed my backpack and football bag and headed to the door. Steve was going to drive us.

"Bye Soda, Darry."

"See ya Pony."

"Good Luck at practice." Darry told me and I knew that I might need it. We got into Steve's car and he took off toward the school.

"Hey Steve, can I drive?" Two-Bit asked. Was he insane Steve hardly ever lets anyone drive? Occasionally he would let Soda drive it but no one else really drove it but him sure, if Dally would ask he wouldn't think twice.

"Are you drunk, Two-Bit?"

"No I just figured that you would get tired of driving and would like to be driven around?" He chocked an eyebrow.

"You ever set place behind my car, I will kill you." showing no side of joking. Then I tuned out of their conversation and began to think about practice. What would it be like?

"Hey are you going to stay in the car all day Pony?" Two-Bit asked breaking my thoughts. I then noticed that we were at school.

"Yea I'm comin." I got my backpack and football bag out and headed to the gym so I could put my football stuff with the rest of the teams stuff. I didn't have enough room in my locker for it and normal the track coach and other coaches would at least let you put your stuff in there offices.

"Hey I'll see ya'll later" I told them and started to walk away.

"Were you goin Pone." Johnny asked I think talking for the first time this morning.

"I'm goin' to see if I can put this stuff in the coaches office."

"Okay see ya at lunch." I waved bye and went to the gym. Coach Winter was in his office and talking to the track coach.

"So how good of a player do you think he will be? I mean I know he can run but I don't think I ever seen him play football." My track coach asked

"I saw him play with his brothers and friend s and from what I saw he was real good. With a little practice who knows and maybe his brother could give him some tips." Since Darry was the star player when he played, I thought maybe one of the they may have asked me to play was because they thought that I would have to have some talent being related to him and all. But no they wanted me for me and what they saw me do. Which I have to tell you felt great. I knew it was getting close to time for the bell to ring and school to start and I didn't want to be late for science because Mr. Peters would actual mark you tardy. I knocked on the already open door.

"Sorry to interrupt coach but I was wondering if you know somewhere I could put my stuff?" then the bell rang oh well, I was going to be late for sure now, since I hadn't even been to my locker yet.

"Hey Pony, what do you have first block?"

"Science with Mr. Peters."

"Are Ya'll doing anything really important today?"

"No, I think he said something about taking a couple days off before we start a new topic." Why did he want to know? Maybe he could get me out of class, which would be fine since we usually just watched a movie or two from a couple hundred years ago. Not literally, a hundred years since they didn't have movies then but they were quite old and had nothing to do with science. Coach Winters picked up the phone, dialed a number and when into the hall.

"Did you have a good summer Pony?" Coach Myers asked. He was the track coach at the junior high last year and moved up to the high school his year.

"Yes. How was your summer?" I always tried to be nice to teachers and coaches.

"That's good. I spend some time with the wife and kids." His wife was tall like him and had light brown hair where he had a darker brown and they had two kids that I met at track practice along with his wife. They were all very nice. He had one daughter and a son. The girl is four and the boy is seven. Her name is Kelly and his is Mike.

"That's nice." He was getting ready to ask another question when Coach Winters appeared.

"Would you mind staying here and going over some football plays and stuff or would you like to go to class?"

"I'll stay as long as Mr. Peters don't mind." That would all I need is to get in trouble and get Darry mad at me.

"Of course he doesn't care since ya'll are ahead of the rest of his classes so ya'll be watching movies and stuff for the rest of the week. You won't even be marked absent just as long as you are here."

"Okay"

"Mr. Myers would you like to stay with us?"

"As long as it's okay with you guys."

Coach Winter brought out a play book and for forty-five minutes we talked about plays and positions. We still weren't sure what position I would play but he said that I could most likely play different ones all during the same game. Then the bell rang.

"Well I have to go to class."

"See you at practice"

"Bye Pony, good luck at practice."

The rest of the school day was like any other. I went to the rest of my classes and at lunch I went and sat on the hood of Steve's car with Johnny. While Steve and Two-Bit went into the store to talk with some girls and get some cigarettes. Finally school was over I went into the locker room and changed into a pair of shorts and a old shirt like I saw a few people wearing that I knew were on the team and I went to get my bag out of the coaches office.

"Hey Pony you ready for practice?"

"Yea, it this okay to wear? I didn't know what I should wear."

"Yea, Mondays we mostly run and stuff pass the football and do some drill. Shorts or pants and a shirt are the best things to wear. Let's go to the field." I picked up my bag and headed to the field with the coach. The rest of the team, I guess, was waiting around for us to come. I saw the socs that had come up to us on Saturday.

"Okay you guys this is Pony he will be playing with us. So let do some stretches, Rick you lead." We all got in a circle and we all got in a circle around him and did some stretches.

"Nice guys alright put your padding on." We all got the shoulder pads out of the bag and put them on.

"All right guys we goin' do some running so do a mile on the track and met back here go." He blew his whistle. When I was younger I always thought if I had to run in the padding like Darry, I would die. But it wasn't that bad. I stayed with the other guys who were complaining about how heavy they were and how hot it was. It wasn't even that hot, there was even a cool breeze. I was going at there pace for about two laps then I decided to go faster I wanted to see if I could run with my usual speed. It wasn't that bad I could run as fast as I could in track. I ended up lapping the guys behind the rest of the team. I finished a lap a head of them and I wasn't even gasping that much. I walked over to the coach.

"So what do you think?"

"It's not as bad as I would have thought. I always thought that the padding would be heaver."

"That's good. Okay boys now since Pony was able to do it within the time, you guys only have one lap up the hill."

What was he talking about? What time? Oh well I knew the hill he was talking about. We all walked over.

"Nice goin' Curtis." Rick came over to me. He wasn't Socs or a Greaser, more like middle class. He was one of the few seniors that were on the team. He seemed nice enough to talk to and I didn't know what the coach was talking about and I wanted to find out.

"Um, thanks."

"If you have any questions and don't want to ask coach I could tell you." That was good because it was bugging me about some kind of time limit and I wanted to know before we got to the hill.

"I was wondering what the 'within the time' thing is."

"Oh yea I guess you didn't know about that. Well ever since he started coaching here he always said if anyone could do it in under seven minutes we would only have to do one hill run instead of ten. So you pretty much saved us from running a lot."

"So do ya'll have to run it a lot?"

"Yea, no one in all the years he has coached as ever did it so you're a first. Congrats."

By then we were at the hill and the whistle blew and we were off and it was a little different than in track but it was still good and I was the first on done.

"Okay guys get with your partners. Rick from now on instead of being with Jared and Mike you'll be with Pony. I want you guys to warm up by tossing and then we will be do some long distance throwing and field goal kicking. Then run some tires or run some plays but it depends on the results from the throwing remember the winning distance. " The coached instructed as everyone was done.

Rick picked up a ball and headed over to me and we stared to throw.

"What winning distance?"

"Oh he said if anyone could throw the football over thirty yards and there partner could catch it we wouldn't have to run as many tires and the same if anyone could kick a field goal from the fifteen yard line the same deal. Hey maybe you could be the first since no one else has ever done it."

"My brother came close but his partner didn't catch it."

"Really who's your brother?"

"Darry he played a couple years ago."

"Yea I heard coach talking about him a couple times. It sounds like he was really good."

"Yup." The coach interrupted our conversation.

"Okay on partner here and the other over at the end zone." Since I was closer to the end zone, I went there while Rick went to the thirty-yard line. The people at the thirty-yard line had to throw it to us first and no one came close. Then it was Ricks turn he was about two yard short so I ran out to catch it unlike the other guys had done.

"Nice catch Pony, it is getting closer Rick keep it up."

Then it was our sides turn and no one had done it so it looked like we would be running tries for the next hour and a half. I was last to go so I planted my foot and then pulled my hand back and then flung it forward just like it did in the lot on Saturday. It flew through the air with a perfect spiral. Then right in to Ricks arm. All the socs around me were looking from me to Rick. We had done it. Now only half the amount of running tires. The coach and the rest of the team came over to me.

"Great catch Rick." I told him remembering the story that Darry had told me when he played.

"Pony where did you learn to throw like that?" Rick asked me.

"My brothers and friends have been playing since we were little so I guess from them."

"Great great job Pony and nice catch Rick. Now lets go kick some field goals." We started to walk over to where he was standing. When some socs came over to me and Rick.

"You think that just because your good at football and on the team that were going to forget your dirt, then you're wrong, trash." Mike told me as he walked a head of us.

"Okay boy lets see what will happen." The coach told us. Everyone had went except me. I had watched ever and figured out the best way I thought to be it.

"You're the last one so unless you can make a field goal you guys will be running. Just run up and swing your foot back and aim. You can do it."

I took a few steps back and then did as I was told. The ball went flying in the air. I had made a field goal and it wasn't even close to the poles. Wow that felt so good.

"Okay since I have never seen anyone break all three of my contests in one day so why don't ya'll throw a couple passes and then head home. Unless you guys want to run some more."

"No thank you coach." We all told him together. Rick picked up and a ball and after about thirty minutes or so the coach called practice. I took off my padding outside and then started to get my stuff, then Rick came over.

"I we may actual win a game with you on the team see you practice. Bye"

"Bye Rick and thanks for telling the stuff about the bets and stuff." With that I took off to walk home as the rest of the team went and got in there cars or started their own walks. I wanted to go home and get a shower and do my homework and go to sleep. Practice wasn't even that hard but I still wanted to go to sleep because I was tired. I wasn't tired at practice but now I was.


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