In the morning

“DUDE wake up!!!” Lennon yelled.

“Waz you screamin for?” Jake said, still sleeping.

“It’s 9:56!” Lennon said, rushing around trying to change. Jake immediately jumped up.

“What, it’s already that late?! My parents are going to kill me!” Jake said, exasperated.

“Dude, hurry! We have training today!!!!” Lennon screeched, searching to make sure he wasn’t missing anything. The two rushed out of the house and ran to the field, not a second too soon. The coach just then came out onto the field.

“Jason!You're late!! 20 laps!!” Coach Harm barked at the poor kid who had arrived only a second after the coach himself.

Jake and Lennon glanced at each other, both thankful they had not come late. The consequence was brutal. Even Lennon’s title as prince would not save him. Coach Harm was one of the few people that wasn’t scared of the title. He wasn’t afraid to push Lennon.