would be as excited if he had seen who received th e invitations right before him.
“Qui te a brother you’ve got there.”
Jay turned to see Duke placing a tray at their table. Jay was glad to see his old friend, but then Jay suddenly remembered the promise he had made to Duke not to play for a team that Duke was not on.
“Don’t worry ,” Duke said with a smile, holding up a sheet of paper. Sure enough it was one of Donny’s acceptance letters. Jay relaxed; he was glad he did not have the problem of Duke being on a different team from him. Duke continued, “I look forward to seeing what your brother has in store for us. He’s accepting quite a diverse group of people, with the oldest and youngest people in the school already on the team, himself being the youngest of course. He’s got the oldest and youngest, the most powerful and the least powerful, hardened veterans an d fresh off the plane newbies.”
“Personally I would have gone just with the old powerful veterans ,” Michael chimed in.
“You do realize that wouldn’t include you, right?” Duke replied with a smirk. “Anyway, don’t pass judgment just yet, I’ve been watching who he’s been accepting, and I think we hav e a team of winners this year.”
“You did see him give three acceptances to first years, didn’t you?” Michael asked, a little perturbed by Duke’s know-it-all attitude.
“They’ll serve their purpose.” Then without another word Duke dug into his food. Jay was amazed at Duke’s confidence. Jay had known his brother his whole life, and had seen Donny accomplish things well beyond his years. How is it that Duke, who hardly knew Donny at all, had more trust in Donny’s ability to lead this team?
DONNY HAD ARRIVED at the arena half an hour before practice was to start. He wanted to make sure he was the first person there, in order that nobody would arrive to find the place empty, or for people to start accumulating and get the wrong idea as to the nature of the team. Despite his attempt, he was not the first one there. He arrived at the arena to find Lenny sitting next to the door. As soon as Lenny saw Donny approaching he jumped to his feet with a big smile on his face. The look on Lenny’s face said that he had something he wanted to say, but as usual no words came out, so Donny initiated th e conversation instead.
“Hey Lenny, you certainly arrived early.” Donny tried to remain serious, but Lenny’s excitement forced a smile to his face despite his best efforts.
“We didn’t want to be la te,” Lenny replied hurriedly.
“We?” Donny asked. He did not know what surprised him more, the sudden realization that Lenny actually could talk if he wanted to, or that multiple people had arrived to practice with Lenny, and were apparently hiding somewhere nearby, as when Donny looked around there was nobody else anywhere in sight. “W here is the rest of this ‘we’?”
“They went inside to see the arena. I wasn’t sure if we could go in yet, so I… well, they… decided I could wait ou t here for you. Can we go in?”
Donny thought of who could potentially have come with Lenny for the meeting. He realized it had to have been the first years inside the arena, because most of the upper class students would have seen the arena before. Another clue was the fact that Lenny, for some reason Donny had yet to figure out, only seemed comfortable around first year students. “Sure Lenny, go ahead in, I’m going to wait out here fo r the rest of the team though.”
Lenny hesitated for a moment, then decided to take Donny’s permission and go into the arena. Donny took a look inside while the door was open, and sure enough there was a group of first years, running about, playing some sort of game amongst themselves. Donny was glad they accepted his offer; they had the energy and excitement he was looking for.
Donny waited around outside the
“Qui te a brother you’ve got there.”
Jay turned to see Duke placing a tray at their table. Jay was glad to see his old friend, but then Jay suddenly remembered the promise he had made to Duke not to play for a team that Duke was not on.
“Don’t worry ,” Duke said with a smile, holding up a sheet of paper. Sure enough it was one of Donny’s acceptance letters. Jay relaxed; he was glad he did not have the problem of Duke being on a different team from him. Duke continued, “I look forward to seeing what your brother has in store for us. He’s accepting quite a diverse group of people, with the oldest and youngest people in the school already on the team, himself being the youngest of course. He’s got the oldest and youngest, the most powerful and the least powerful, hardened veterans an d fresh off the plane newbies.”
“Personally I would have gone just with the old powerful veterans ,” Michael chimed in.
“You do realize that wouldn’t include you, right?” Duke replied with a smirk. “Anyway, don’t pass judgment just yet, I’ve been watching who he’s been accepting, and I think we hav e a team of winners this year.”
“You did see him give three acceptances to first years, didn’t you?” Michael asked, a little perturbed by Duke’s know-it-all attitude.
“They’ll serve their purpose.” Then without another word Duke dug into his food. Jay was amazed at Duke’s confidence. Jay had known his brother his whole life, and had seen Donny accomplish things well beyond his years. How is it that Duke, who hardly knew Donny at all, had more trust in Donny’s ability to lead this team?
DONNY HAD ARRIVED at the arena half an hour before practice was to start. He wanted to make sure he was the first person there, in order that nobody would arrive to find the place empty, or for people to start accumulating and get the wrong idea as to the nature of the team. Despite his attempt, he was not the first one there. He arrived at the arena to find Lenny sitting next to the door. As soon as Lenny saw Donny approaching he jumped to his feet with a big smile on his face. The look on Lenny’s face said that he had something he wanted to say, but as usual no words came out, so Donny initiated th e conversation instead.
“Hey Lenny, you certainly arrived early.” Donny tried to remain serious, but Lenny’s excitement forced a smile to his face despite his best efforts.
“We didn’t want to be la te,” Lenny replied hurriedly.
“We?” Donny asked. He did not know what surprised him more, the sudden realization that Lenny actually could talk if he wanted to, or that multiple people had arrived to practice with Lenny, and were apparently hiding somewhere nearby, as when Donny looked around there was nobody else anywhere in sight. “W here is the rest of this ‘we’?”
“They went inside to see the arena. I wasn’t sure if we could go in yet, so I… well, they… decided I could wait ou t here for you. Can we go in?”
Donny thought of who could potentially have come with Lenny for the meeting. He realized it had to have been the first years inside the arena, because most of the upper class students would have seen the arena before. Another clue was the fact that Lenny, for some reason Donny had yet to figure out, only seemed comfortable around first year students. “Sure Lenny, go ahead in, I’m going to wait out here fo r the rest of the team though.”
Lenny hesitated for a moment, then decided to take Donny’s permission and go into the arena. Donny took a look inside while the door was open, and sure enough there was a group of first years, running about, playing some sort of game amongst themselves. Donny was glad they accepted his offer; they had the energy and excitement he was looking for.
Donny waited around outside the
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