77 76 LOSING MY MIND

@@As I strolled down the hallway, I checked my time and it was almost time for the afternoon match. I hurried down to the locker room to check if he was there, among the players whom I could hear their voices from where I was.

I bumped into people as I checked everywhere and even asked around. Still no sign of him. The more I looked for him, the more pissed I was at myself at the thought of being the reason for him to miss the match he has been preparing for, both the school has been practicing for this goddamned day.

I huffed and impatiently walked the coach's office. Something tells me that Steve wouldn't leave school without permission, he is Steven after all not Thompson. I hesitantly knocked and walked into the office as the door was wide open which is Unusual.

By the state of the office, I knew this wasn't the right time to ask Mr. Walker anything he doesn't want to hear... As he can be annoying anytime he was not in his best mood. I quietly pushed the door open ready to face this man who has ransacked his office turning it into a bush place.

" I said no already, Mr. Mason didn't I?". He growled without looking at me. " You don't get to do whatever you want, even if you do. Not today." He threw out everything as he searched the drawers. He then walked from his desk then dived back into scattering it.

I cleared my throat and walked a little closer. "Actually, it's not Mr. Mason". I said and didn't know what his reaction would be if I asked him about the guy he mistook me for.

When seconds passed and I still didn't get a response from him. I fought the urge of not turning back, leaving this man and his confused state alone. But I couldn't if anyone were to know anything about the players that would be him. I stood still, looking around the room. " Mr. Walker?". I call softly.

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