V2 ch206

Jeremy really did walk us to our dugout, where Mr. Miller was waiting for me again. Jeremy didn't hang around knowing that I had to warmup with the team. He pointed to the center stand. "I'll be there cheering for you. Good luck!" He looked at Noah. "Good luck to you as well, brat."

Noah snorted. "Luck is for losers. I'll win on pure skill, thanks."

Jeremy chuckled as he walked away. 

"He seems like he's in a good mood." Noah commented as we got our cleats on. 

"I thought so too." I nodded. Jeremy had been down for the past few weeks due to an unsaid family emergency, so it was nice to see him being more relaxed. I glanced at Noah. "I saw some other sophomores getting his autograph. Does that bother you that he signed it for them?"

Noah scoffed. "No way. They can have as many autographs they want. I'm not so petty where I would prevent Jeremy from doing his duty to the fans."

I gave him a look, skeptical. Noah is always petty.