MONDAY. 7:46 AM
I bend over to continue tying my shoes in the safest way possible to avoid any accidents. Once I'm done, I stand back up and adjust the pink long sleeved shirt I had on along with the black fitted pants I'm currently wearing. I refuse to put on the clothes Lennon brought me, who knows its history. I'm still on the field with different lacrosse males warming up for the next round but the guy I originally came here for can't be found anywhere.
I huff out in frustration as I scan the field once more. Still failing to find him, I pick up my helmet but continue searching for him in midst of the boys.
"Black hair… blue eyes… 180cm. Where are you?" I think out loud. Then I pause putting my helmet on, realizing that no one has helmets on. I take it off and glare at it in thought, "Why am I wearing this if I don't need it?" I say to myself.
