Chapter 62

• "Zachary O'Connell! Where the hell are you and what the fucking crap do you think you're doing!?" My coach yelled through the phone as my wheel kept swerving through cars in a hurry.
• "I'm sorry coach but I can't make it today. '' I responded with my eyes focused on the road. I had disobeyed a lot of traffic rules and outran a cop car. Hopefully I don't get caught by them; well not today.
• "What the hell do you mean you can't make it? We're having a final match today and your teammates are all waiting for you, if you don't come here we might lose the game. Zach, are you out of your mind!" He roared and even though I wasn't there I could picture the look of frustration on his face.