A/N: So here's chapter 4 and things are now I hope getting interesting. Now we're going to get a glimpse of the darker side of high school sports. Once again I have to give my props to KODfreak for continuing to review and give me feedback you should all head over to his profile and check out his stories. I also have to extend thanks to DaveTheWordsmith for reviewing and being the first person to favourite this story and you should check his works too. Please review and give feedback so I can make this story better. Make sure to pay attention to the opposing players because I may have something interesting coming up with them as the story progresses.
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Chapter 4 – George Bush High
A week passed without another incident as the team practiced at lunch and then after school every day and on the weekends they spent the whole day on the field. Football had consumed them. What had started as a coerced action by Wuncler, Sr. was turning into a love and obsession for the gang.
After his fight with Riley, Jason had begun to integrate himself into the gang as if he had always been there. Huey still could not stand him, but he was hitting it off with everyone else. He had particularly hit it off with Hiro and spent much of his free periods with the Asian DJ going over playlists for their practices and their special game day playlist.
Thanks to Wuncler, Jason was put into the same classes as Huey, Caesar, Jazmine, Cindy, and Hiro. Today like every other that past week they sat on the edge of their seats watching the analog clock above the door waiting for it to finally strike 2:30. The seconds seemed to tick by like a snail as their teacher went on about Shakespeare's Midnight Summer Dream. Finally after what seemed like an eternity the bell rang out through the classroom and the gang were the first ones out the door, shoving their classmates out of the way.
They ran down the hall to the gym lockers where their equipment was waiting. As had become tradition they waited until the entire team had gathered in the hallway for Huey's pre-practice instructions. Once everyone had gather Huey began his speech, standing on one of the benches that lined the other side of the gym hallway like it was a soapbox or a podium, and he began his speech.
"It's been brought to my attention that some of us are lacking in physical conditioning, and since almost everyone will be forced to play the entire game we have to be in the best physical condition we can be by next week. That being said we are going to open this practice and every practice after this doing physical conditioning so you won't need your gear until later so bring your helmet and shoulder pads with you, but change into your bottoms and cleats. Today we'll be doing a fitness test by seeing how many laps around the field everyone can do. When you've reached your limit simply walk onto the field. Alirght?"
Everyone replied with a loud alright or aight before gathering their gear from their lockers and dispersing into the locker rooms.
Ten minutes later everyone gathered at on the field before splitting into two groups and going to either side of the field. Riley, Jason, Cindy, Hiro and a few of the line men lined up one side and everyone else lined up on the other. On Huey's signal everyone started running at a light place.
"Ya'll ain't catchin' me," Riley challenged jumping to the front of his group with a short burst of speed
"Bring it Reezy," Cindy accepted the challenge speeding up to catch up with Riley and they both shot off down the field leaving the rest of the group behind.
It was not long before the linemen dropped back unable to keep pace with either Riley and Cindy or the more paced Jason and Hiro. On the other side of the field Huey, Caesar, and Jazmine had left their linemen behind who were in danger of being overtaken by Riley and Cindy.
"You're taking this a little easy aren't you," Hiro commented as he and Jason passed their first corner as Riley and Cindy were passing their second.
"Then let's speed things up," Jason said picking up speed and Hiro followed suit.
All four of them eventually passed Huey's linemen while Huey, Caesar and Jazmine were closing in on their linemen. No one expected the linemen to stay on the track long; their job was not running but blocking.
On the other side of the track Jazmine was trying to keep pace with Huey as they passed the field gold pots. "Have you picked the positions yet, Huey?" she asked trying to control her breathing and talk at the same time.
"For the most part. I'm going to give them out after this," Huey replied having no trouble with his breathing.
"So, Huey, besides Riley being running back and JJ being wide receiver who else has a position?" Caesar asked trying to get his position out of Huey a head of time.
"You'll find out later," Huey said firmly.
"Stop being a Nadar, this sucks more than Star Wars Episode One," Caesar protested. "Your being just like George W. Bush, ruining everything." Huey turned to look at him with glaring eyes. "Okay I'm sorry that one went too far."
"Just run," Huey snapped.
By the third lap all the linemen had quit and by the fifth Jazmine joined them in the middle of the field where they laid down on the turf turning to cool down. On the fourth lap Riley and Cindy fell back and Hiro and Jason caught up. On the eighth lap everyone was dripping sweat, their shirts drenched through and any product they had in their hair to keep it up had rinsed out with the salty liquid.
"You still going Esco," Jason said, his now flat hair bouncing with his steps, as Cindy and Hiro began to lag back to form up with Huey and Caesar who had stepped it up a level.
"Dis nothin'," Riley replied and once again picked up his pace and this time Jason followed, matching the young thug's pace.
Behind them Huey and Caesar finally caught up with Cindy and Hiro on the next lap. By the next lap after that they were all labouring for breath and as if they were all telekinetically connected vacated the track around the field to join the rest of the team in the centre.
Once they joined up with the rest of their team, Cindy flopped down beside Jazmine, but the boys remained standing to stretch out their hurting muscle and remove the lactic acid that was building in their muscles.
"Damn it's hot," Caesar complained pulling his sweat drenched black shirt off and tossing it on the field. Beside him Hiro and Huey followed suit and most of the linemen had changed into clean shirts and were waiting for everyone to finish so they could start the real practice.
Cindy jabbed Jazmine in the ribs and nudged her head toward the boys with an uncharacteristic giggle. Each of the boys was well built as was expected from all the martial arts training they did along with the last week of football practices.
Jazmine returned the nudge pointing to the two boys remaining on the track. Each was in the middle of stripping off their drenched and heavy shirt as they continued on their laps neither willing to give ground. Both were covered in muscle, more so than anyone would expect from a sixteen year old and a fourteen year old. Jason was bigger but that was only because of he was further in his development from child to man. Both girls just gawked with their mouths open and thanks to a preoccupation with trying to catch their breath no one noticed.
Jason and Riley went for another five laps before Riley began to slow and too stubborn to quit fell over in the middle of the track. Jason spared him one look while he kept going, leaving Huey and Caesar to collect Riley and drag him to the field. Once he had done another half a lap Jason decided it was finally time to come and he made a b-line for the centre of the field.
"What the hell are the two of you made of?" Caesar asked his new friend as he came joined the group.
"He's been doing stamina exercises all week after practice since he found out we would be playing both offence and defence," Hiro answered for the heaving receiver. 'I've tried to keep up but he's a machine."
"A machine really? We've got to see this," someone said from the edge of the field. It was the first time any of them had noticed three white boys and a girl standing at the edge of the field watching them. Two were smaller and thinner boys and one was a very large boy. The girl was a bit bigger than Cindy but had the same general athletic build.
The one who had spoken had gel spiked clean blonde hair and his eyes were hidden behind rainbow tinted shades. He was tall and slender with big legs for running. He walked with the same air as Jason, like he was king of the world and that annoyed the import receiver. He was dressed in an expensive leather coat with blue denim jeans and a white shirt with the word 'greatness' written on it in stylized lettering.
"Our reports said you would be practicing today," the boy said crossing the field with his entourage following up behind him. He walked up to Huey and offered him his gloved hand. "My name is Kyle Quilin."
"What do you want?" Huey asked hotly upset that another white boy and this time a rich white boy was one his field. He tolerated Cindy because she was Riley's friend and Jason because of his talent.
"You must by Huey Freeman. I'm from George Bush High in the next district over. My football team will be your opponents next week so I came to see what we're up against but you do not even have a full team."
"Nigga we don't need a full team to beat ya ass," Riley said finally able to stand up again.
"I hope not because we don't want to waste our time on posers," Kyle said. "Once we found out you can't even fill out a full team we decided to come and persuade you to forfeit and not waste any of my time."
As if on cue the very large boy with long brown hair stepped forward cracking his knuckles. He was not like most of their linemen. He was not just big but had the muscles to show he was in shape unlike their guys. Their linemen wanted to get up but because of their rather poor shape they many were still winded.
"And if we decide not to?" Huey asked with his classic raised eyebrow while folding his arms over his chest.
"Well Rex and Johnny here are going to have to do something about it then," Kyle said nodding first to the big man who flexed his muscles and then to the small slender tanned boy with shoulder length dirty blond hair who pulled out what looked like a tire iron. The slender boy seemed reluctant to pull out the weapon looked sadly at his leader.
"Well I still have to say no," Huey said dropping into his fighting stance and to his side Jason stepped up bouncing on his feet while rolling his neck and shoulders. Even after over twelve laps he was still ready to go.
The two boys from G.B High began to advance forward but did not get more than two steps before the sound of gunshots broke through the air and drew everyone's attention to the black Escalade that can peeling onto the school grounds, taking out part of the school's fence as it went.
So that it's for Ch. 4 hope you enjoyed it. Who's in the SUV and what is going to happen with the kids from G.B. High? Please review and give feedback.