Someone wake me up please because this can't seriously be happening right now. Shane Martin was standing less than a few meters away from me. Now knowing that I'm the quarterback for the team. "That was quite a pass." It sounded like a compliment. I think I lost my vocabulary back on the field as I was still astonished by just looking at him.
"Where did you learn to pass like that?" He asked not noticing my struggle for words. "Zoey, answer the man." Eliza whispered as she pinched me on the buttocks. "Eliza!" I yelped. "From you actually." I answered. "I basically learned from you through watching and re-watching your games. After you told me that it takes courage and that it has everything to do with our hips and the drive of the ball when you pass it down to your receiver." His eyes bl
