013- Getting ready for tryouts II

When Denim woke up it was already past nine and the trials would start by 11am so it was a race against time and a bigger race against traffic, he had no hope of getting there early matter of fact it would take a miracle not to get there late.

Hopefully, there isn't much traffic today," he murmured hopefully, but he doubted it, the traffic in new york was always a bitch at times.

'All the more reason I have to hurry up,' he thought to himself and hurried up his dressing.

He made sure not to waste anytime while dressing putting on a casual kappa tracksuit and after he'd finished dressing up, he took up a sports bag that lay beside his bed and opened it to check if his kit was all there, he'd ask Alicia to help him arrange everything as he was very tired after training but still he had to double check to prevent getting stranded on getting to the venue.

"Soccer cleats hmm okay"

Oh why did she put the man utd jersey in here," he removed it and replaced it with a casual kappa soccer wear..."Water bottle, check" he counted to himself to make sure that he wasn't missing anything that he would need, but it was obvious after checking that he was completely prepared.

He closed the bag and made his way downstairs as fast as he could, the girls were still sleeping and he didn't know why, normally they'd be the one to wake him up.

"Seems like my enemies are playing games" he muttered remembering a sentence his dad used to say when things weren't working how he wanted them to.

He open the fridge and went with some light snacks and juice and went straight to the garage.

Parked at the center of the garage was a neat BMW 7 series. The first thing Denim did once he'd turn 16 was to make sure he got a driver's license and with the help of uncle g and the fact that he had been emancipated for over 2 years and he was doing well was enough to enable him get one plus he was basically an adult already. He then opened the door and starts it and the car came to life with a low hum and after placing his bag at the back seat, he came out of the car and hastily opened the garage door, he knew he would run late but he didn't want to be too far behind time as that would make him come of as irresponsible to the coach that was going to oversee the trials and he didn't know how early the scouts were going to get there.

When he got back to the car a call came from Uncle g and he apologized for not coming through that something came up at the firm but he wished him good lucks and when he heard that he wasn't there already he started scolding, yelling at him to take things more serious before cutting the call.

When the car fully came out of the garage, he shut the door of the garage remotely before turning the radio on good thing they were playing music.

We need a resolution by aaliyah specifically.

As the rhythmic beat of the song began to play softly from the car's speakers, Denim stepped on the accelerator and drove down the driveway before turning into the road and increasing the pace of the car even more as soon as he reached the road.

He maintained a speed of less than 40 mph while he was still in the residential area, but as soon as he got out onto more wider roads, the car picked up the pace, its humming growing louder the harder Denim pressed on the accelerator

After driving for a while on full speed having passed the bridge that connected Staten Island to Main new york he could already see the Rocco. b. Commisor stadium in the distance, he immediately checked for the time which was 10:45 and seeing that he was a bit early a smile played on his face and he wondered how he wasn't caught on speed.

With grin still plastered on his face and without any sign of nervousness he drove the car into the parking lot of the sports complex and quickly turned off the engine, threw his seat back to make space for himself to change inside the car and since he was only going to change his shirt and remove his tracksuit trouser he had no problem even though the car wasn't tinted.

Ten minutes later, he came down from the car in a hurry with his sports bag that now contained the clothes he had worn previously and quickly began to walk towards the entrance of the stadium, almost forgetting to lock the doors of the car in a rush.

Dressed in a black casual kappa jersey that fitted perfectly he made his way hastily towards the stadium entrance, standing at 6'4 he was unbelievably handsome also imposing as he looked quite serious throwing his usual casual and comedic tendencies out of the ship

As he walked into the stadium his brown eyes darted around looking for the direction to the football pitch, lost and confused he asked a worker who took him too the pitch directly. He thanked the man and walked towardsthe group of boys in the distance.

Soon he was on the pitch with a crowd of teenagers, some of whom seemed to be familiar with each other and were discussing among themselves and others not talking with anyone.

Denim couldn't be caught dead chattering with a group of teenagers so he just stood at the side observing the pitch and trying to play out the match in his head repeatedly, an habit that he had kept in his past life.

His eyes swept across the imposing interior of the stadium that was surrounded by a track and he could see various training equipment already set up and waiting for use, as well as a group of people who were sitting on the spectators' seats with cameras and binoculars and looking slightly interested as they seemed to survey the crowd of teenagers teeming with excitement.

"So, some of the scouts have already arrived," he murmured to himself as he saw more people arrive and join the group of spectators.

"Yeah, mate, I reckon some of them are from European teams," a lanky blonde-haired boy with an heavy accent seemed to have heard his murmur and responded.

"Oh, okay denim replied with a little smile, but inwardly he already suspected that, so he didn't care what this dude had to say unless he had confirmed facts.

He was merely being polite by smiling and responding as if he was surprised and enlightened, while in reality, he couldn't give a flying fuck about anybody's suspicions.

He was here for the football trials to prove himself to the scouts and get signed to a good European team and kickstart his football career and nothing else mattered to him.