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The Coaster
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It is a cool September day. I am just relaxing in my dorm room. A knock happens and I rush to the door and open it to see Matthew. “What’s up buddy” I say Matthew says back “ Nothing much how about you.” I reply back “Nothing much beside the fact that the draft is coming up in a few days and the truth is. I am nervous to see where I get drafted” Matthew says “ Me too." “Well I am going to relax in my room for a bit.” I say. “Okay see you.” Matthew says then shuts the door. I walked back to my bed and jumped on it. The room is quiet. Only me in the room. I ponder to myself “ I did everything I could do. I did what I had to do, now it is up to them to decide.” My agent told me that my projected draft stock is 13. I need a miracle to get up to the top 5. It is the next day and I am up bright and early. I get dressed, brush my teeth, and go downstairs. I get to the cafeteria to see a bunch of my teammates. I am happy but it is kind of awkward due to some getting drafted and some not. I get my food and sit down. I got eggs and turkey bacon. Got to stay healthy. ` “Hey guys, what is going on?” I say. Almost immediately Mark says “ I don’t know. Oh wait I do. I'm not getting drafted and neither is half of our teams. So SHUT UP AND LEAVE!” I gave him a dirty look and left to go sit with Matthew and the other boys that are going to get drafted when suddenly I felt someone grasp my shoulder. “Where do you think you're going buddy?” Mark says “To go sit with the kids getting drafted.” I say. “Oh no you're not!” Mark says and in the blink of an eye I see Mark bring his arm up. I back up as he throws the punch and when he tries to reel it back in I hit him right in the nose. “F—!” Mark screams and looks up at me. His eyes go red as the blood drips down his nose. He leaps at me and gets me to the ground. He is jabbing at my head but I keep weaving. I am able to get my arm out so I start punching his jaw hard. His jaw starts to bleed. He looks at me and I look straight into his eyes. I see his fist coming at my face. I can't move.