THE ROAD TO DORIAN DELMONTEZ: EXCERPT 2

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A few minutes before Losian Bearn’s Haloball team was set to take the field for their match, Dorian was sitting alone in the locker room with his head between his hands, wondering how in the world he got himself into this. Alicia had urged him to eat something that morning, but he wasn’t interested in food, encouragement, or prayers for his safety.
His father, Jamal, for some strange reason, came to his mind. Back home, Jamal was extremely hard on Dorian for not being as athletic as he would like. It wasn’t that Dorian had a disliking for sports. Quite the contrary, he loved to watch games and wished to play, but he was the shortest kid in his class. This usually meant when picked for teams, whether it was dodge ball, baseball, kickball, or any number of other team sports, he was picked dead last. Jamal didn’t do much to help matters by often mocking Dorian. Perhaps in Jamal’s mind that was a way to encourage his undersized son.
The fact that his father could still make him feel inadequate made Dorian mad. The butterflies of performing in a rough game, with teammates he didn’t trust, in the middle of a stadium packed with people, all took a backseat to this chance to overcome the ridicule he got at home.
No matter what, he said to himself, I’m going to do something good out there. I have to.
Above his head he could hear the stomping of feet and the thirsty chants of the spectators. The sound vibrated over Dorian like a shaking wave of noise that rattled his skin. He finally took his head from between his palms and looked down the hallway where the rest of the Losian Bearn team had already gathered.
“Come on, boy!” Gaffla called to him in an irritated tone. “We gotta go now! Now!”
“I’m coming,” Dorian answered.
He stood up fast, forgetting that he hadn’t tied his shoes, and abruptly stumbled over his untied laces. The team laughed at him as he pulled himself to his feet and brushed off his uniform.
“Stupid Dorian!” Gaffla scoffed as he motioned the rest of the team out into the stadium.
This couldn’t have started any worse. Despite these setbacks, Dorian laced his shoes tight, took in a deep breath, and then jogged after his teammates into the stadium beyond.


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