Round 1 Is Finished
Well round one is now finished. I am still on the board. No surprise though, i expected it. This is the round where im supposed to get drafted. You can't always trust the scouts though.
It is now in the middle of the 2nd round, still there, no phone calls. I keep wanting to call my agent but my parents tell me not to.They want it to be a surprise for whoever drafts me. I decided to sneak away so i could call him anyway.
" Hey Jake, Hows it going?"
" Fine Scott. How are you?"
"I have been better. Sorry to bother you but I just wanted to know if you knew about anyone looking to draft me. Any teams?"
" Well Scott No, Not as of right now. I expect you to maybe slip into round 3 or 4. But don't get discouraged, I am sure you will be drafted."
" Well okay Jake. Thanks for the honesty."
" No problem kid. Head up okay?"
I hung up. I was shocked. I have been told for weeks it was going to be in round two. I told my parents to tape the rest of round two and that I was going out for a while. They where worried.
"Everything alright?"
"Yeah Mom, Im just going to the store to pick up some of those donuts I love. I'll be back soon."
" Alright son, Could you also pick up some milk? We are almost out."
" Alright."
I collected the money from my parents, they knew I was upset but they let me go. I didn't want to take my cell phone but my father made me.
"Just in case." he said.
As I am walking in our local supermarket I look around to see some of my friends from high school, I decided not to go up to them, I didn't feel like talking much. As I found the donuts I wanted my phone rang. I looked at the number, I didn't know this number. I began to feel nervous.
Is this the call?