Chapter 1

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{} will be used as if an announcer is talking at a game, saw this be used in a modern family fic randomly dropped though.

First chp will be rough I am still trying to figure out how to write this.

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*deafening cheers*

{And with that last sack Jacob Major has officially passed the national record of sacks per game. With that out of the way, everyone is now asking the same question, where will the number 1 ranked recruit of the 2010-2011 season go?}

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The next morning.

*Alarm sounds.*

"Ughh." I exclaim reaching over and turning off the alarm.

"JAKE, you better not be sleeping in, we have to be at the airport in a hour." I hear my mom yell from downstairs.

"IM UP!" I yell to my mom.

I look at my clock and see that it says 5 am.

"Why do they have to play so early?" I ask myself while I start to open Twitter.

[Alabama has scored Jacob Majors first official visit this is a good sign for Alabama. 9/25]

"Well they practically begged me to come." I say out loud.

I stand up and start to stretch, after stretching I walk into the bathroom and take a shower.

After I shower I throw on a white hoodie and a pair of ripped jeans.

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I walk downstairs into the kitchen where my mom is making breakfast.

"You ready?" My mom asks.

"Yea, why do I have to go to this again? I don't even want to go to Alabama, they don't need a player like me. I would much rather go somewhere where I am needed." I say while taking a bite of toast.

"Your father and I both went to Alabama, you don't have to commit just visit who knows you may like it there, and your father would at least want you to visit." my mom says looking down at the ring on her finger.

"Alright, I will for dad." I say taking another bite of toast.

Mom looks at her watch and starts to go pale.

"Shit, we're gonna be late let's go." my mom says dragging me out of the door.

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{You may now start to exit the plane.} the pilot says through the intercom.

I stand up and start to grab both mine and my mother's bags, luckily we both got out before everyone started to grab their things.

We start walking towards baggage claim so that we can get the rest of our bags.

After grabbing our bags we start to walk toward the front of the airport.

"Their." my mom says, pointing toward a man with a sign in his hands that reads "welcome home Majors." I roll my eyes following my mom who is already talking with the man.

"I'll take those for you." he says grabbing my moms bags.

He reaches for my bags.

"I got these." I say throwing a strap over my shoulder.

"Alright, follow me." he says walking in front of us.

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After about a 3 hour drive we arrive at the University of Alabama.

"Not bad." I say out loud while looking at the university in front of me.

"We aren't one of the best colleges for no reason." the driver says smiling in the mirror.

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"Follow me." the man says as we stop in front of the stadium, all around us are thousands of people all dressed in red, ready for the game.

As we were about to walk inside a kid walk up to me and says.

"M-May I get a picture please?" he asks while starting at me.

"For sure," I say grabbing the phone out of his hand.

"Boom, there ya go," I say giving him his phone back and continuing to walk inside.

I faintly here him say thanks.

We walk past all of the security, and soon make it to a room, once we walk inside, I am met with all the coaches of Bama.

"Ahhh, there he is." Coach Saban says walking up to me and extending his hand.

I shake his hand then introduce my mom.

"This is my mom, Sarah Major."

"Nice to meet you." he says looking at my mother.

"Sorry we can't spend more time with y'all but we have a game to win, next year that'll be you out there on the field." Saban says walking out of the room with the other coaches following him.

After they walk out of the room it's just mom and me.

"He makes it sound like I have already committed," I say yawning.

"Because more than likely you will." the man that led us here says walking into the room with two passes in his hand.

"These passes will get you anywhere or anything you want just show the pass and whoever you show it to will know what it means. Down the hall to you right you will find the manager room if you head there they will get you in a jersey for pictures. Any questions?" he asks.

"Where's the nearest bathroom?" my

Mom asks.

"Follow me." he says walking out of the room.

"I'll meet you in the Mangers room." my

Mom says following the man.

I start to walk down the hallway until I see a open door with a bunch of people inside.

I walk in and ask.

"Umm, I was told to come try on a jersey for pictures." I say to the nearest person.

The girl I asked looked busy and just pointed at a jersey in the corner.

"Just put it on and walk around the corner, you will take your pics in there."

I follow her instructions and get dressed and start taking pictures, and damn not gonna lie I look good in red.

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"Red fits you." I hear my mom say.

"I thought so as well.

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After the game.

"Wow, I have to admit I have never felt anything like that." I say as I get into the car that is taking us back to the airport.

"Well isn't that obvious." the driver says with a smirk on his face.

"So have you made up your mind?" my mom asks.

"Hahaha, not even close." I respond.

"Why not?" the driver asks.

"Because Alabama doesn't need me, I don't wanna go somewhere im not needed." I respond.

*TSK* I hear the driver make a sound.

'What's this guy's deal?' I ask myself choosing to ignore it In close my eyes and start to sleep on the way to the airport.

To be continued.