Hello everyone. I must apologies for this chapter being so short. But there have been somethings going on that aren't very good and it has killed my flow for now. I was able to get this little bit done before it all went down and I hope that it sort of holds you all over until I am able to get back into it.

Not much else to say right now so I will see you all for the next update. Hopefully it will be better then this one.

The small stadium that the school had was packet with the fans of both teams that where currently playing on the field. The sound of the players rushing around and crashing into each other was only faintly heard over the roar of the crowd. Each side cheering for there team to win and to secure there spot in the final game of the season. Tensions where running high as the score was tied as the clock clicked down the last few minutes of the game. The teams had both played there hardest. Each doing what ever it took to keep the other from scoring or gaining ground.

With less then five minutes left the score was still sitting at zero to zero. This fact turned the already wild crowd into a massive uproar that threatened to break the sound barrier. Cheers and jeers where being shouted at the players of both teams and even worse things where being yelled from one teams fans to the others. Trash littered the stands and the ground, the end result of the dozens of overly eager fans trying to vent there frustration or excitement.

Chance jerked from his half sleep as a particularly loud sound wave erupted from his teams fans. Stretching out and yawning loudly, Chance looked at the field trying to see what had happened. The excitement had been caused by one of there runners making it within ten yards of the opposite in zone. If they could get just the one touch down and then hold it for a few minutes they would win and play in the final game. Taking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly, Chance rested his elbows on his knees and put his chin on his fist. He had passed the point of being restless in the first quarter.

He wished that he could leave to do something else but the coach wouldn't allow it. He supposed it was his own fault. He had gotten himself banned from the game and was now paying the price. Chance wished that the game would hurry and end just so he could leave. He didn't care who won anymore, he just wanted to get off the hard wood bench and sit on something soft that had a back for him to lean on. He figured it wouldn't have been so bad if he had Jake next to him to talk to, but non players weren't allowed down on the field while a game was in progress.

Another loud cheer rang out, this time coming from the opposite teams fans. They had managed to stop his team from scoring and somehow made it back to the middle of the field. A series of cursing came from the fans behind him along with the steady chant of his name. It wasn't the first time that Chance had heard his name being yelled by the Kats behind him. They had been doing it on and off since the game started. They wanted him in the game so that he could win.

Chance didn't blame them. He knew that it would be like that. It was no secret that while there defense was strong, there offense was complete crap. But for some reason when he was the quarter back the offense was better. He didn't know why and he never bothered to figure it out. He just went along with it.

A loud yell of anger rang out from behind him followed by a large wave of crap being thrown down from the bleachers. Snapping his head up Chance looked at the score bored and saw that the other team had managed to score a field goal. Shaking his head Chance wondered what kind of irony it was that would make them lose the second to last game by a simple field goal. True there was still a minute left in the game but Chance wasn't holding his breath. As far as he was concerned they should all just head home now.

Not to far from him the coach was throwing a fit like Chance had never seen. Pages from his play book where laying all around his feet and his hat had so many claw marks in it that it wasn't even funny. The last minute of the game ticket away leaving the score at two to zero. Waves of cheers came from the other side of the field while cries and curses came from behind him. Shaking his head Chance stood up and began making his way to the locker room. He payed no attention to the coaches loud yells as the rest of the team walked back to the school. All he was concerned with now was changing and getting as far away from the school as he could.

Since he hadn't played Chance didn't bother taking a shower like the others. Instead he took off his gear and pulled back on his normal cloths. He stored his pads and helmet in his locker, he figured that he could turn them in on Monday. Closing his locker Chance started to make his way to the exit. As he passed by the shower room he could hear the conversations of the Tom's inside. The majority of them weren't even talking about the game, they had already turned there attention to the prom that was only a a few weeks away. There was only one Kat in there that was fuming about the game.

Chance didn't need to see who was talking to know who it was. He knew Dean's voice anywhere and right now he was ripping into one of the other team members for there bad playing. His voice was getting constantly louder until his words where the only ones Chance could hear.

"WHY THE HELL COULDN'T YOU HOLD ONTO THE DAMN BALL!" He yelled. "WE WOLD HAVE GOTTEN THAT LAST TOUCHDOWN IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU!"

Chance shook his head. Apparently Dean had forgotten that he hadn't been able to hold onto a ball the entire game, or that he couldn't stop tripping over his own feet.

"AND WHAT THE HELL KIND OF FIELD GOALS WHERE YOU KICKING!" He started yelling at another player. "EVERY TIME YOU MISSED! HOW DO YOU MISS WHEN YOU ARE 15 YARDS AWAY!"

"Hey man calm down." One of the others started to say. "Its only a game, there is always next year."

Less then a second after the Tom had finished talking Chance heard the unmistakable sound of someone getting punched hard. It was followed by the sound of someone hitting the wet floor of shower. Clutching his fist Chance began to move closer to the shower fully intending on finally giving Dean what he had coming to him. When he stepped through to the shower area Chance saw Dean standing over a brown tabby. Dean's chest was rising and falling quickly and a feral snarl was on his face. A small trail of blood was moving over the shower floor, being helped along by the running water.

The moment Chance stepped into the shower area Dean's eyes locked on him and narrowed to diamond slits. An angry hiss came from him and he took a few steps closer.

"You!" He yelled. "This whole thing is your fault!"

"How do you figure that?" Chance asked watching the gray Kat closely.

"BECAUSE YOU SAT ON YOUR ASS THE WHOLE GAME!" He yelled.

Chance snorted and shook his head. "And that's my fault?"

"Yeah it is!" Dean snapped. "Because you skipped practice and got kicked out of the game!"

"I wasn't aware that you needed me in order to win." Chance said aiming to hit the gray Tom's pride.

His aim was dead on. He saw Dean start to step closer to him and he crossed his arms over his chest waiting to see what Dean would do. The gray Kat stopped right in front of Chance and tried to stare him down. But Chance was still a head or two taller then him and it wasn't long before Dean lowered his gaze.

"Whatever..." The gray Kat mumbled pushing past Chance.

Chance watched Dean walk out of the shower area while wrapping a towel around his waist. Letting out a sigh, Chance moved further into the shower room and offered his paw to the brown tabby on the floor.

"Are you ok?" He asked helping the Kat back to his feet.

The Kat rubbed his nose covering the fur on his paw with blood. "Yeah... I'm fine... Thanks."

Chance watched the Kat walk back over to his shower head and start to wash the blood off of him. Not bothering to stay around any more Chance left the shower room and headed to the exit. He knew that Jake would be waiting for him by his truck, once he got to him the two of them would grab a quick bite to eat before heading back to Jake's house for the night.

I hope that this chapter was decent enough, even though it was extremely short and not much in the way of plot. Anyway if you liked it please review, if you didn't then review anyway.