Chapter 18

He had to be talking about the stadium....right? It was probably a coincidence, I mean I did say it was incredible and he agreed. Just because he was looking at me doesn't mean he was talking about me. Yeah that's it. I mentally told myself.

Harold shook his head as if to clear his thoughts. I looked away from his eyes and back to the field. It looked so much bigger than it did on tv. The fake grass looking insanely green.

"The best place to view the whole stadium is at the 50 yard line." Harold said following my gaze down the field.

Before he could do anything I found myself yelling, "Race you!". I was already mid-motion as I yelled it, giving myself a heads up. From behind me I heard he curse before he took off after me. I grinned like an idiot as I ran my faster, trying my hardest to get to the 50 yard line before him.

My attempt was futile because we both knew who would win. Harold had years of training under his belt and the only running I ever did w