I rushed down to the soccer field, planning to toss all my anger out onto this game. I was pumped, I knew it. I ran straight up to Coach Sanders and said, “I’m here to win Coach.” He looked at me with a strange expression which then switched to pity. “I’m sorry Andrew…But you can’t play today…or ever.” I felt my jaw drop and my eyes flashed towards Drew and John. Coach saw that and shook his head, “They didn’t tell me. Don’t worry, there a good set of friends…even if they can’t run…”
“But why can’t I? i would help the team tremedously.”
“I know that. But the principal isn’t letting me. He told me…things.”
“What?!” I hoarsely asked, feeling sick in my stomach.
“Yeah, someone told the principal of you getting a Lorraine Dakota pregnant.”
“What someone?!”
“That was kept confidential. But you should probably leave now.”
I huffed in anger and stormed away then, kicking a couple of things, including people, on the way up.