You have got to be shitting me. it’s Ashley. I don’t know why but I feel like this year is starting to look a whole lot better.

She walks up to coach then looks at me. I look at glen who looks at aiden who looks at Carmen who looks at Ashley who looks at me. I go to look at glen again when I’m interrupted.

“ok seriously you kids have way too many issues what the hell are you guys looking around like that for?” coach says as he rubs the temples of his head. “seriously all you have to do is say yes coach and we can start practice.” I look at coach who looks at me, I look at glen who looks at aiden who gets hit in the face by our coach’s shoe.

“ok get on the line you monkeys, suicides until I say stop.” He yells making it known we have officially gotten on his last nerve. We have that affect on people. The whole group turns to look at me and I just smile and walk to the line.

Might as well get practice started the right way. Good thing I brought my inhaler! High five!

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Ten minutes left of practice and the coach wanted us to scrimmage against the bench. Something about wanting to see how our new offense looked. To tell you the truth playing for this team wasn’t half bad. I as nervous that I was going to get blacklisted for taking over spencer’s position but everyone seems to be fine with it, which calms my nerves slightly. What doesn’t calm my nerves is that everyone on this team has been eyeing me up all practice. I’ve had to hit glen and aiden in the nuts three times to get them to back off. They just stick to looking.

Spencer was a whole nother story. I swear I elbow the girl in the nose, step on her toes, hit her in the crotch, hell I even bit the shit out of her when she sat on top of me. I’m guessing that was all the wrong way to go because she is really liking the physical pain. I just try to keep my distance while we start the scrimmage.