Bleachers: A Place of Common Interests and Food Scraps

(I'm not actually sure who made this picture :P ...not me.)

Al stayed after school, as per usual, sitting underneath the bleachers and eating a year-old package of sunflower seeds. He watched the team practicing enviously. How come they got to be on the team but he didn't? Stupid mom, stupid Matthew, stupid...well, just those two, I guess. He pushed up his glasses indignantly and shoved the rest of the sunflower seeds in his face as he stood up. He had homework that he couldn't do under the bleachers, and his parents would kill him if he wasn't home soon.

As he turned around, though, he saw someone he never thought he'd see underneath the bleachers during football practice, or ever.

The albino—the most renowned jock in the school, known mostly for getting caught twice after school in the girl's locker room—stood there, his white skin almost blinding in the small flecks of sunlight that filtered through the seats of the bleachers. "What are you doing here?" Gil said, trying to sound chill, but instead sounding nervous.

Al blinked at the practically glowing albino before him, "Uhh...It's a free country...?" 'Yeah, super nice job, Al. Stellar work you done did answering that question, man.' Gil's snow-white brows furrowed and Al quickly tacked on, "I mean, uhm...What are you doing here?" Gil's face flushed the color of his eyes and he struggled with words for a few moments.

"I--Well--the thing is..." he winced, looking away and bouncing nervously on the balls of his feet. "Yo, why should I even tell you?" Al shrugged, digging around in his empty bag of sunflower seeds.

"How's about we do this? I answer your question and you answer mine," Al said, tossing the bag on the ground. Gil's eyes flicked to the bag, then back at Al.

"At the same time. We answer at the same time."

"Deal. On three?"

Gil nodded.

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

Al blurted out, "I wanna join the team," at the same time that Gil blurted out, "I got kicked off the team."

Al's mouth fell open. Gil raised his eyebrows. The two boys stared at each other in complete shock for a few seconds before exclaiming, "You what?"

*Nervous laughter* sorry?

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