Russ
Today is the final football game of the season. I've done my best ever this year.
If I keep doing this good until senior year, imagine all the scouts that will want to recruit me.
My dad must be so proud of me. He was once a football player, but due to a serious injury in his knees, he had to stop playing.
I'm not doing this because he forced me, who would even think that? I'm doing this because I love him and it's my dream to become the world's greatest player.
Every player has a story.... Well, this is mine.
I arrived at school and was greeted by Dominick and his girlfriend Nicole.
-"Hey man, the big game is today. We have to win," he said while he had his arm around her shoulder and she smiled at him.
-"hope you throw that ball right, quarterback" he said mockingly jealous with the fact that I got the quarterback position and he didn't
-"Yeah, hope you kick that ball right, kicker" I said and I left.
Dominick has been on my neck ever since I took the quarterback spot. He's a good kicker, but his ego and jealousy are not as good as his kicks.
I wasn't gonna let guys like him bring me down. I have straight A's, and I'm not a problematic student, teachers think I'm perfect.
About class, I was late, and I needed to hurry.
Crown
My mom took that card from me because she needed to see if it was "Legit"
I mean the actual model gave it to me, I think it classifies as "Legit"
I haven't heard from that shoot and what happened. The clothes I designed were already made and I didn't take them. I was so mad when that photographer encouraged a model to not eat, he went too far.
Jessica and I were in class and I was doodling some ideas in my notebook.
-"that's cute," she said pointing at the dress I was going to make to the fairy tale dance"
I am going to outdress everyone at the school dance. This is my first dance ever in high school and I plan to make it everyone's treasured memory.
I was designing a dress for Jessica as well. I love her too much, and she's paying me to have her and Sam dressed amazingly. Can't reject some good money from your best friend.
Jessica grabbed her phone and scrolled through social media.
-"oh my god, look" she whispered and showed me something.
It was the pictures from the photoshoot I stormed out of. They were wearing my clothes and they didn't even credit me.
-"no way!" I said at loud and everyone in class looked at me.
-"ms. Nelson, do you need to be excused?" The teacher asked and I left.
Russ
I was in math class. The subject is a cakewalk. I wrote all the results in my notebook.
-"I'm going to need all of your attention, and I mean everyone!" The teacher looked at me and asked...
-"May I ask what's so important that you write in class, while I'm explaining?" She crossed her arms.
-"I was writing the result of that formula" I pointed at the whiteboard.
-"then finish it here" she said and I got up and walked to the whiteboard.
I offered my hand to the teacher and she looked confused.
-"May I?" I asked and then she realized she was holding the marker. Honestly, I wasn't even a bit intimidated by her. She thinks I'm going to embarrass myself and fail. Just wait till she sees.
She gave it to me and I solved the entire formula.
-"I'm pretty sure this goes here" I erased a bit and fixed it.
I finished writing it and I gave the marker back to the teacher.
-"I'm ready for the next one," I said and sat down.
Everyone stared at me in awe. I didn't mean to embarrass the teacher, she just was wrong.
Class ended and I encountered Dominick and Nicole again.
-"I didn't know you were a nerd!"
He said loudly.
-"so?" I said and began to walk away.
Of course, he followed.
-"isn't it hard managing being the quarterback and doing math. I mean, those formulas aren't easy"
When will he shut up, he just wants me to quit being a quarterback so he can take the spot.
-"you need a good grade average to be in football. Careful, Dominick, you might get kicked out" I said and I left with a grin on my face.
How many times do I have to tell him off?
Crown
I arrived at my house after class ended and I needed to talk with my mom.
-"Ma, you home?" I asked and she came out of the living room.
-"Crown, how was school?" She asked and I rolled my eyes.
-"awful, look at this"
I showed her the photos.
-"those are your clothes? they look good"
She said.
-"I know, but they didn't credit me!" I said frustrated.
-"Should we report it?" She asked and I shook my head.
-"can I have the agency card now. I need to do something"
-"do what?" She asked confusedly.
-"I'm going to call the agency, get a contract, work for them, and design much better outfits to make them regret it"
-"that's a terrible idea, Crown. Why don't you go to the person responsible for the photos and talk to them," she said and I thought about it.
I can text Halle to set me up a meeting with the person who published the photos.
-"you know what? That might work"
I said and went to my room to call Halle.
Russ
The moment finally came, the football game.
The place was packed.
Screams filled the place as cheerleaders from both schools danced.
My Dad was there with me.
-"I'm so proud of you son. The last game of the season and this has been your best year," he said proudly.
-"Thanks dad, I need to win this one, then we'll celebrate even more"
I hugged him and went to get ready with the rest of the team.
-"Alright guys, listen up!" I clapped and they all looked at me.
-"This is our last game this season, let's make this a one to remember!" The other guys cheered and we got ready to play.
We got in position and we started playing. All of us ran and tried to get the ball.
We scored a lot of points, but the other school was good... really good.
A teammate threw me the ball and I grabbed it perfectly.
I was running to score a touchdown, but someone kicked me hard on my knee.
I fell and I held my knee, screaming.
Crown
I stormed into the studio the crew was.
-"Why the hell did you guys upload the photos with my designs without crediting me?" I asked angrily and they hesitated to answer at first.
-"We couldn't postpone the shoot, the photographer was really angry after you caused a scene"
A designer said.
-"I didn't cause a scene, you saw what that photographer said to the model!"
She shrugged.
-"there's nothing we can do, the photos are already published worldwide"
-"so you're telling me, I should do nothing?" I asked
They gave me this fake, I'm sorry look. I didn't buy it.
"Studio's about to close, you should see yourself out," she said and grabbed her laptop which had the logo of the agency that was on my card.
Wait a minute? Is this studio from that agency?
-"you're from LluveFashion?
I asked and she nodded.
-"if you guys stole my designs, it means that if I signed with you guys, you would've made the same thing?"
Mom was right.
-"we offered you something?" She asked confused.
-"forget this, I'm out"
I said and saw myself out, as she wanted.
Russ
The coach blew the whistle and ran to me.
-"what happened?" He asked and I held my knee.
-"It looks serious. Let's take him away from the field" the coach and another teammate carried me to the bench.
-"We need another quarterback for the night, Dominick are you up for it?" He asked.
Dominick, no way this is happening. He definitely planned this!
-"yes coach, I am," he said.
He grinned at me then put his helmet on.
He caused all of it!