Fate

Ch1.

Zander's POV
"This is impossible. This can't be real. This isn't happening. What am I going to do?" Those were the thoughts running through my head as I realized that the my whole world that I knew so well, was crumbling down around me like a falling building.

Up until a week ago, my life was freakin awesome. I was the quarterback of Richmond High's star football team. I could get any chick I wanted. I had colleges cat fighting over me. I could have had a full ride, but some how I fucked it up.

6 days ago, I was at a party. I hadn't even had that much to drink. Well I got pissed off about something, and I got in the car and drove away. My latest sexual conquest, Jazemine, was freaking out because I was speeding. So I looked away from the road for 2 seconds to tell her to shut up, and BAM. I went straight into a tree, breaking my leg and crushing my future.

Considering it was October and I was a senior, I was screwed. I have a 2.7 gpa so football was my only hope of getting into college. As soon as my mom found out, she wasn't like," Oh my God. Are you okay?" She was a little more like, "Suck it up, you wimp. It's not that bad. You only broke your leg in 3 places. I'll tell your coach that you'll be ready to play again next week."

When I showed up for practice the next week, on crutches, my coach took one long look at me and uttered 4 words. "No way in hell." And that was that. I argued with him for half an hour just to have him tell security escort my off the field.

In my car I turned on Nirvana all the way up. I did it to help fuel my hate fire. I hated everyone and everything. I hated life. I wondered why I didn't die in that car crash like I should have. I would have been so much easier that way. And for some reason, I get a feeling that hell would be more fun than life right now.