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Chapter 18: My First Game 2.
It was today, I will be playing with the team for the First time today and I am feeling quite excited about it, I never showed the happiness or the drive I have inside of me about it, but I was, I was happy beyond anyone's imagination. The visiting team were already here before the lunch break, we were advised not to eat the lunch today because it may affect our performance if the lunch is undigested. David never said a word about yesterday's lunch break, he was stoic throughout the day and I never asked, I was waiting for him all night to approach me about it but he never did, I knew something was wrong but I can't decipher what it was. We spent the time of the break with our coach who called us into the court for a bit team talk, we all knew that today's priority for the school is the match and there's no other activity that was going to take place after lunch if not the preparation of the game. “ Don't you think you're moving way too fast?....”, I turned around and saw that I was the one David was speaking to. “ Yeah bro... I can't believe it too that I will be....”, “ that's not what I am talking about....”, he interrupted me, he turned to me looking into my eyes before waving his head towards the direction of the cheerleaders, “ I'm talking about her... Don't you think that you're moving way too fast?”. Now I understood where he's going to with the question, this was the conversation I was waiting for yesterday but never got it, he's ready to open up about his uptight yesterday, “ Yeah... I believe so too, but I am taking control of it, I will never let attraction ruin me, I have never fallen in love before, so I don't have that drive to....”, I replied him with a smile on my face, hoping that he was understanding every word I say. He released a breath of exhaustion, eyes looking at the floor before he raised them back up at me, ” That's what you don't understand, I can't predict or say what the future will bring, but here's what I can share with you.... Ask yourself, what about uncle Dale?, Where's his wife?, Where's your brother's Mother?....”. He stood up from the seat and left, our attention not in the team talk the coach was speaking about. That's true, how come have I not asked about uncle Dale's wife?, Was he good at occupying both parents position that I never knew that there was something like a Mother in a family?, Those words are thoughtful and for the fact I never asked about it until now makes me feel guilty about it, maybe I was just absent minded or maybe growing in the Orphanage has the role it has to play in me not knowing when to ask for the whereabouts of the Mother of the house. The game is about to begin and the squad has been listed, I have come across many quotes, many reasonable quotes that has always been part of life activities, many continuously use the quotes more than the other as I have heard, though this quotes have never been significant for me or anyone throughout my life at the Orphanage, today, it hits me. Having been taught about expectations leading to disappointment, I fell in the trap of the quote today and somehow, I just smiled about it, not that I wasn't hurt by the information, but because controlling my actions has always been the ability I was trained up with. I wasn't going to start, I was named in the bench after all the assurances, this shows never to be expectant of anything, throughout yesterday, I have been day dreaming on actions that I will take inside the court, the skills I will show off, how impressive I can be while Stella is watching, but now all that has gotten a deformation, I can't say that it was over, all I have to wait for is to be subbed in, I can still do what I have planned to do. I can see Stella turning towards me moments after moment, I don't know whether she was showing signs of pity towards me or something, I am not a pitiful being or something, I also can't ask her not to because it will feel like I was going through pain because of it while I actually wasn't, at least not that much, all I have to do was smile, whether it was a fake or not, I should smile for her to be less worried about me. The game was going on pretty good and I was seated, watching all the moves, the skills, the stunts, it brought back the happiness I always got back at the Orphanage while watching the game being played by the experienced ones, I know I can't do tons of the moves shown in the court, but each one that mesmerizies me, I picture it into my mind that I was the one performing the stunt. It was another time for break, some few changes were made and I wasn't part of those, I just don't mind, I was just watching Stella and the others doing their dance just like the other school cheerleaders, entertaining their students. I can see Stella's eyes on me, she had that charming smile on her face, the smile looks more like it was directed towards me alone, she wasn't actually trying to cheer me up, she has known me for a while now that I can't get angry about insignificant things that only brings happiness, I love watching, both the games and the cheerleaders entertainment, really beautiful, we was leading with almost 20 points gap, so much for those they struggled with in the finals last term. The game began again and I sat comfortably having fun until the coach turned to me, “ Get ready Mr Williams.... Show me what you're made of!...”.
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