justjoshingchapter1

Chapter 1: Pulitzer Prize....Don't Think So

Elizabeth Wakefield walked towards the football field when she saw someone sitting alone on the bench, watching the team practice. It was Will Simmons. Elizabeth went over.
"Is this seat taken?" she asked, gently. Will looked up at her.
"No" Will said, slowly. Elizabeth sat down beside him.
"Well it is now" Elizabeth teased.
"What are you doing here, I thought you were the twin that didn't like sports?" Will asked.
"I have to, if I have to write about it" Elizabeth answered, wryly. She held up the micro-corder. Will nodded and smiled.
"Getting some pre-game quotes?" Will asked with fake enthusiasm.
"Yep" Elizabeth answered. They both laughed. "You know, when I came over here, I saw you looking really sad. Is it because you're not out there?". Will glanced at her.
"Yeah, that and my friends treating me like I'm a nobody" Will added. Elizabeth reached across and touched his hand, looking him straight in the eye.
"You're not a nobody, you never will be" Elizabeth said, firmly. Will squeezed her hand.
"You don't think I'm a jerk?" Will said.
"No, I don't" Elizabeth replied, with a serious expression. "You've been through a lot and you know what? I think you're the bravest person I know". Will's eyes widened.
"Really? You think I am?" Will asked, brightly. Just by Elizabeth's words, he was feeling a lot better about himself.
Just then the guys finished their practice. Elizabeth got up and patted Will's shoulder heartily.
"Time for me to get swallowed up by the wolves" Elizabeth teased.
"Knock 'em dead Liz" Will told her, grinning. Elizabeth stuck out her tongue at him and went over to the group, tape recorder in hand, ready for some award-winning quotes.