Jason Davenport

I lay on my bed exhausted. I'd just gotten home from school after a 3 hour long practice.

Coach was getting us ready for a game against St John's High; the current state champions. So we've been training hard for it.

I guess this was good in some way, as I usually got home late as a result of the training. And as soon as I had dinner, I went straight to bed.

This actually helped me forget that I was grounded. Well, except on the weekends when I had absolutely nothing to do.

Well, Dad was leaving soon. And obviously the guilt of leaving me behind would...