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It was an easygoing ride home with Zeke driving, and Dave and Noah sleeping . I just gazed out the window, watching as we passed by other cars . I wonder what kind of life they lead? Are they happy? Sad? Going to work? Going home? A vacation? Especially when it's so late in the night like this .
"Are you sad about seeing Jeremy with his family?" Zeke asked, looking at me through the rear view mirror .
I shook my head . "Not really . He has his family, and it wouldn't be right to be jealous . "
"It's okay to be jealous, as long as you don't act on that jealousy and say something you might regret . " Zeke tried to comfort me .
But I didn't need it . "Really, I'm good . I don't want anything to do with them . "
Zeke looked at me with the help of the mirror, but didn't say anything more .
I really wasn't sad . Or mad . It was a little weird seeing him laughing with them, but that's mostly because we're so awkward with one another . If anything, I prefer to have nothing to do with his family . I already have a new one I'm satisfied with . Why change something when it's working .
We made it home in the middle of the night . Mrs . Atkins was there to welcome us back and send us off to bed with a smile . The kind of smile I wished to see everyday if I could . It made me wonder what the status on my adoption was . Were we even close?
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Dave and Noah didn't make much noise as they went up the stairs half-asleep . Zeke and I followed quietly, not the ones who usually make noise . Him and Dave went to their room, while Noah and I went to ours .
Noah climbed to his bed and knocked out, not even bothering to change into pajamas . I took the time to change and brush my teeth before getting into bed . My hand brushed against my phone so I pulled it out . Surprisingly I had a few missed texts .
Jeremy: I saw you in the stands . Why didn't you tell me you were coming?
Jeremy: Did Rose know? Did she help you guys?
Jeremy: You must have fallen asleep already . I'll see you after Sunday's game . Goodnight .
I chose to reply after seeing how much he had sent .
Me: It was a little last minute . A friend had tickets . I had forgotten my phone at home . See you later .
With that off my chest, I went to bed .
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The next morning, Zeke stuck to his word and woke us up early again for training . We had a small breakfast of fruit before going on a run . This time he made it longer, thanks to last night's mistake . Noah trailed behind him, red in the face and sweating, but was only a couple of steps behind .
I was a good ten yards behind, panting and wishing they were a family of bowlers instead . Or golfers . Anything that didn't require so much endurance .
Back at the house, we lifted weights in the garage under Zeke's supervision . He went easy on me while making Noah lift even more . In my mind, it was only fair . Noah got more sleep than me so he should be in better shape . I was still tired and was thinking about napping during our second breakfast .
Ultimately, I didn't get much of a choice . After taking showers, Noah pleaded with Zeke to take us to the cages to turn in our paperwork . He agreed and drove us there with our bags .
Noah took the lead, going straight to Mr . Williams office and knocking at the door .
The old man opened up and let us on in . "Did you guys come up with a team?"
"Yes!" Noah laid out the paperwork on his desk with the roster list on top . "Our mom wrote a check too . " He placed it above the list . "Ten players, the release forms, and the money . It's all there . "
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"Very well organized . " The old man nodded, sitting behind the desk and glancing over everything . "Did you come up with a team name? And the color of your uniforms?"
" . . . " Complete silence .
Noah looked back at me and Zeke . He cough . "Zeke, you didn't come up with a name?"
Zeke shrugged . "It's not like I've done this before . Just put down any name . "
Noah turned back to the old man . "What kind of names do the teams normally pick?"
Mr . Williams scratched his face . "Most use their sponsors as names or if they're a team from work, then the company's name . Free advertising . "
"Sponsor?" Noah asked .
"Yea, someone to pay the fee or pay for the t-shirts that the team wears . " His eyes narrowed . "You do know that you have to have matching shirts, right?"
Noah groaned . "How would I know?? Why didn't you mention it before?"
"Must have slipped my mind . " He shrugged . "I'm old . It happens . "
Noah turned back to Zeke . "Help?"
Zeke stepped up . "Mr . Williams, we don't have shirts, sponsors, or a team name yet . Can we get back to you on that?"
"Before Tuesday . " He answered . "I make the schedule then . Better to have a team name by then . I would prefer to know the color of your shirts, but as long as there is nothing offensive written on it, it should be fine . "
Zeke nodded, then he glanced down at Noah . "We can ask Mom and Dad about sponsoring us for the shirts . Maybe they can use it as a tax write-off . " He looked back at the old man . "What do you think?"
Mr . Williams nodded . "Most companies do it for the write-off . " He lifted the check that Mrs . Atkins wrote out . "If you put their company name in this memo line, I can give you the slip for the write-off . "
Zeke took the check back and wrote down their real estate business name . Mr . Williams gave him a piece of paper in return for him to give to his parents . After that we went to the cages for some fun . Zeke even paid for everything, including lunch from the snackbar . He explained that their parents will be happy to know about the write-off and will probably help with getting everyone matching shirts to wear . He put Noah in charge of contacting everyone to get their t-shirt size . While putting me in charge of coming up with some team names .
I wanted to cry . My job was definitely more difficult .
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