Novel & Cerita What Was Meant To Be Qb Tyler

Gwen began to catch parts of the conversations going on around her. "That kid sure took the school by storm!" laughed Ralph Smith, president of the local bank, as well as father of Tyler Smith, the team's starting tight end. "He plays quarterback like a pro, and then sweet talks the school's prettiest girl into going to the dance with him tomorrow. I'd better keep an eye on this boy or he'll have my job before Christmas!"

Tyler replied. TBC

“You almost died. You don’t not Kool-Aid-Man your way into a room after that.” Dad stood from his chair. “I’ll give you a moment with your mate.” “My what?” I choked, sitting up so fast I nearly yanked my IV loose. “Excuse me?!” Tyler stood up straighter, brushing imaginary dust off his shirt. “Soon, just waiting on the old confirmation,” he grinned, winking at me before turning to my dad. “For now, I’m just a lover, a bad decision, an emotional baggage all wrapped in a handsome package.”

“Don’t get it twisted,Tyler. This was a mistake and it doesn't mean anything.” He stepped closer, his eyes on mine. “You sure about that?”

And here he was, talking about me as if I was just a mere conquest. Boy, was I glad that I was dumping him today! “Saturday is the night. I haven’t spent the last year heating the engine and not have a test drive of the car, man.” I heard Tyler tell one of his friends. His friend’s encouraging jeers filled the locker room. That was the turning point that I needed. I balled my hands into fists and yelled out his name, causing all heads to snap in my direction, full of shocked surprise. “Ruby? Hi, baby. You came to apologize?” Tyler sounded surprised.

They'd built the team, yes, but we'd made it what it was and what it was was an elite force of manpower equaled to none. "I'm not going. Whatever it is, wherever it is, I'm done." Tyler stormed out of the kitchen as the rest of us looked on. We knew why he felt this way, the sentiment I'm sure was shared by most if not all of us, but we also knew no matter what gripes we might have that it wasn't that easy to turn our backs on our calling.

I recalled having that question lingering inside my head as long as I remember, so it might be a good choice for me to start with that. “That one?” Tyler rubbed his chin as he looked to be in a deep thought. “It’s pretty hard for me to give a literal name to it, but usually, I would label it as a proxy mission.” “Proxy mission?” I repeated. “Exactly.” Tyler halted before glancing around the room. “Lancer, shield this room.” He suddenly spoke. But to whom? I don’t know. “Granted.”

And even though he never looked at Zoey the same way he would look at her stomach, Tyler attended to all her needs without any hesitation. My Beta was still in a bad place, according to him, but I could feel his excitement for his pup. Tyler was an only child, and I knew from the beginning how much he wanted to have a sibling, so it wasn’t a surprise that despite the uncertainties between him and Zoey, he was looking forward to this pup.

Fans screamed, whistled, and yelled as they streamed onto the playing Field. Christine had been watching the final drive with her family and Laura, and Maddie's friends. "God, is he cool or what?" asked one of Maddie's friends. "He acts like it's a day at the beach. That's some boyfriend your sister has there. He's a way better player than our team's quarterback, and he’s 23 years old." When Tyler Smith clutched the football to his chest and fell to the ground in the end zone, Christine was on her feet with every other Highland fan, momentarily too stunned to speak.

Disappointment lingered heavily in his voice. “Then give yourself a better reason,” Coach Jacobs replied firmly. “Or don’t have a reason at all. If it’s something that makes you happy, then do it.” Tyler looked up, surprised by how serious the coach sounded. “This game is going to be big,” Coach Jacobs continued. “There’ll be private investors, sponsors, recruiters, people who could help you get into college. This is an opportunity.” He paused briefly. “Asher wanted me to let you know.” Tyler blinked. “Asher did what?”