A Unique Crossover

Chapter104: An Aussie day

Seems fair, enough. I thought before handing him the hundred, "See you at seven thirty, then."

Opening the door before calmly walking through the lobby. I made my way to the bus that was waiting for me outside. Coach Richard was staring at me, tapping his watch as I climbed inside, "Sorry, Coach, I overslept."

"Next time, you're taking the taxis to the stadium, Hawkins," He said as the bus doors slid closed. Knowing that he wasn't joking, because when Timmy and Eric were late, they had to Uber to the place.

Seeing that nearly every seat was taken and David had an empty spot open. He looked up at me with these damn pleading eyes, a small smile of greeting.

Snapping my eyes away from walking with my head forward. Not acknowledging him as I walked to the last row at the back, taking the last window seat. Putting my earpods in and nearly blasting my eardrums with loud music. Eyes glued to either my phone's screen or the window.

As the bus was driving through the streets, my mind wandered back in time. Remembering how Carter, Chelsea, Junaid, and I would sit together at the back of the bus on field trips.

Playing rounds of 'Heart or Sour', where we would wave at random people. If they waved back or smiled at either of us, we would get a 'heart'. If not, we would get a 'sour'.

Carter seemed like a master because of how many people would always wave or smile at him. He was the one who introduced the game to us in middle school and into high school.

The ghosts of our younger selves, growing up in front of my eyes. The faint laugher echoed above the music and brought an ache in my chest. This caused me to turn my back towards the window, my legs pulled close to my chest with my hoodie covering my head.

Once we got to the stadium, we did some warm-ups, small trills. During all of it, I ignored the team's Captain, not wanting anything to do with him. While also trying to fight off the ghosts of the past that cling to my mind.

When we had a five-minute break, I separated myself from the team. Needing some space, not wanting to be with someone who has rejected me.

Earpods were in my ears as my eyes stayed fixed on my phone. Going through my Google photos, reliving every single picture and video with Carter in it.

Some of them were when we first met at Mom's dance studio, and holidays together. First day of school and random pictures that he took of himself, me, Junaid, and Chelsea.

Some were taken when we least expected, and others were filled with smiles or funny faces. There was one that was a selfie, in the cinema, at least ten minutes before watching 'The 5th Wave'. The movie's poster in the background, Junaid, was standing beside me as we stood behind Chelsea and Carter.

That was the year we found out that he had cancer. During this time, we tried to fulfill this bucket list of things that he would want to do. On this day, we were supposed to go to the garden and hand out flowers to whoever passed us.

But on this day, Carter wasn't feeling so well and just wanted to have a normal, chill day. So, we decided to go watch the cinema, not really knowing what to watch. He chose the movie and loved it so much that he even went back to watch it three times.

Looking at this picture, remembering the day it was taken. And I wished that we could have watched the movie for the hundred and eightieth time. Just for today.

I slightly jolted when someone lightly tapped my shoulder. I turned to find David sitting down, pointing at his ear, asking me to take my earpod out.