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“Mario plays better than me, and so does Ben.”
Drew shook his head. “The others have their technical skills down really well, but you have a natural talent they don’t have. The way you move with the ball is very fluid, and that’s something that can’t be taught. As for the practical skills, well, I’d be happy to give you some private training sessions if you’d like.”
Alex beamed at Drew as a huge grin spread over his face. “Really?” he asked, sounding as if he couldn’t believe the offer.
A part of Drew couldn’t believe he’d offered, either. It wasn’t like him to do something for someone other than himself. He didn’t think he was a selfish person per se, but at the same time, he didn’t really go out of his way to help other people.
“How about after the group practice tomorrow?” he suggested.
Alex nodded, and his whole face lit up. “Thanks, coach!”
“No problem. I’ll see you tomorrow. And call me Drew,” he said as he clapped Alex on the shoulder and turned back to see Jade smiling at them. He walked over to her and sat down in the hard plastic seat on her right.
“Hey, you,” he said with a smile.
“Hey,” she chuckled.
Drew was shocked by how happy he was to see her. It had been a completely unexpected surprise, but it felt nice to be around her.
“Shall we get going?” she asked.
“Lead the way,” he said, holding his hand out to allow her to go first.
They walked down the road and turned the corner. The streets were loud and busy; there were people everywhere. It was a nice atmosphere. Not like the street his parents lived on, where he felt like if he stepped on the wrong piece of grass someone would call the police. Jade led them to a Spanish-inspired complex of villas that looked like they were caked in dirt. She let them inside, and he looked around the room.
Her apartment was small, unless there was a huge area down the hallway that he couldn’t see, but he doubted it. The paint on the walls was peeling, and the furniture was old and ratty. In fact, where he sat on the couch, it felt like it was missing a spring.
Jade stood nervously in the doorway, and Drew wondered if she was embarrassed about where she lived. It honestly didn’t bother him at all. “Are you okay?” she asked.
“Just tired,” he said.
“Oh!” she exclaimed, running out of the room and down the hallway. She reappeared a moment later and handed him a stack of papers. “I signed your contract,” she explained before sitting down in the faded armchair with ripped material on the backrest.
“Thanks. Were you happy with all the conditions?” He flipped through the pages. Her elegant signature was at the bottom of each one.
“Yes, it’s all very generous,” she said, nodding. “I would get you a drink, but I’m sorry, I don’t really have anything to offer you.” Her cheeks turned a light pink.
“Just water would be great. I’m exhausted from the game.”
Her blush got even darker as she looked him up and down and then went into the kitchen. Drew wondered what that was about. He must have been a horrible sight. He could still feel the dampness of his shirt, and he knew his face was probably flushed.
He started to feel embarrassed, wondering if he should go home, but then he realized if they were going to be living together eventually, she would see him much worse than this. The thought of his hair first thing in the morning made him chuckle. She was in for a treat.
Jade came back holding a glass of water that had little condensation beads on the outside of the glass. He took it from her gratefully and swallowed the whole glass in a few large gulps.
“So, I told my parents about us,” he said.
“Oh? How’d they take it?”
“Well, my mother wants to meet you, but I told her to give me some time to get to know you better first.”
That reminded him that he wanted to ask her some questions about her life. “Speaking of which, shall we play a round of twenty
Drew shook his head. “The others have their technical skills down really well, but you have a natural talent they don’t have. The way you move with the ball is very fluid, and that’s something that can’t be taught. As for the practical skills, well, I’d be happy to give you some private training sessions if you’d like.”
Alex beamed at Drew as a huge grin spread over his face. “Really?” he asked, sounding as if he couldn’t believe the offer.
A part of Drew couldn’t believe he’d offered, either. It wasn’t like him to do something for someone other than himself. He didn’t think he was a selfish person per se, but at the same time, he didn’t really go out of his way to help other people.
“How about after the group practice tomorrow?” he suggested.
Alex nodded, and his whole face lit up. “Thanks, coach!”
“No problem. I’ll see you tomorrow. And call me Drew,” he said as he clapped Alex on the shoulder and turned back to see Jade smiling at them. He walked over to her and sat down in the hard plastic seat on her right.
“Hey, you,” he said with a smile.
“Hey,” she chuckled.
Drew was shocked by how happy he was to see her. It had been a completely unexpected surprise, but it felt nice to be around her.
“Shall we get going?” she asked.
“Lead the way,” he said, holding his hand out to allow her to go first.
They walked down the road and turned the corner. The streets were loud and busy; there were people everywhere. It was a nice atmosphere. Not like the street his parents lived on, where he felt like if he stepped on the wrong piece of grass someone would call the police. Jade led them to a Spanish-inspired complex of villas that looked like they were caked in dirt. She let them inside, and he looked around the room.
Her apartment was small, unless there was a huge area down the hallway that he couldn’t see, but he doubted it. The paint on the walls was peeling, and the furniture was old and ratty. In fact, where he sat on the couch, it felt like it was missing a spring.
Jade stood nervously in the doorway, and Drew wondered if she was embarrassed about where she lived. It honestly didn’t bother him at all. “Are you okay?” she asked.
“Just tired,” he said.
“Oh!” she exclaimed, running out of the room and down the hallway. She reappeared a moment later and handed him a stack of papers. “I signed your contract,” she explained before sitting down in the faded armchair with ripped material on the backrest.
“Thanks. Were you happy with all the conditions?” He flipped through the pages. Her elegant signature was at the bottom of each one.
“Yes, it’s all very generous,” she said, nodding. “I would get you a drink, but I’m sorry, I don’t really have anything to offer you.” Her cheeks turned a light pink.
“Just water would be great. I’m exhausted from the game.”
Her blush got even darker as she looked him up and down and then went into the kitchen. Drew wondered what that was about. He must have been a horrible sight. He could still feel the dampness of his shirt, and he knew his face was probably flushed.
He started to feel embarrassed, wondering if he should go home, but then he realized if they were going to be living together eventually, she would see him much worse than this. The thought of his hair first thing in the morning made him chuckle. She was in for a treat.
Jade came back holding a glass of water that had little condensation beads on the outside of the glass. He took it from her gratefully and swallowed the whole glass in a few large gulps.
“So, I told my parents about us,” he said.
“Oh? How’d they take it?”
“Well, my mother wants to meet you, but I told her to give me some time to get to know you better first.”
That reminded him that he wanted to ask her some questions about her life. “Speaking of which, shall we play a round of twenty
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