Baby Blue Eyes
Training
I listen to them for about an hour and a half but then I have to leave. Zach drives me back to school so I can get my car. He’s such a gentleman. I go home hoping that my mom came back but she didn’t. I sigh and let my dogs out. I run upstairs and quickly change into some athletic shorts and a lacrosse piney. I grab my cleats and lax bag along with my stick. I hop in the car and drive to a soccer field I saw the other day. Luckily, no one else is there. I get out, put on my cleats and run around the perimeter of the field. It’s lacrosse season but I moved after the season started so I just have to train by myself. I do some drills and occasionally get some honks from guys passing by. Why do guys have to be such pigs? I see someone else pull into the parking lot. The guys in the back get out and start filming each other doing crazy things. Finally the driver gets out and I see its Cameron. It looks like he’s heading over towards me. I wonder who those younger boys were.