I need help with a book I'm writing.? Hi Heres some of my book. Tell me what you think, and what I need. Running on the field, the Tritons were gaining on us. I had to concentrate, or I would lose us the game. I was different than the rest of my team, most of them had already run out of steam. Unlike them I was not breathing hard at all, and couldn’t tire so easily. I’ve never felt this great before though. I felt stronger, and had lots of more stamina in me. “Shoot!” Jack called from behind me, blocking a Triton player. I ran faster, avoiding the Triton’s players, while one came at me trying to stop me. WIth the ball at my feet, I stopped right in front of the goalie box. My eyes focused on my target, and then I kicked the ball so hard into the net, that it went right through. I looked back at the people around me, everyone’s eyes in disbelief. Then they started to cheer, and I saw my best friend Haven jumping up and down on the stands. Then my team came and gave we all high fived each other, “We won!” Jack shouted . “Alright, line up and shake each other’s hands.” The referee demanded. We all gathered and formed a straight line facing our opponents. “Great play.” we all said shaking the Triton’s hands. After the game, Jack and I went to the celebration party at Coney’s Island, where we ordered sundays and root beer floats. Jack was playing with his soda, drowning the ice-cream he had in his cup, almost making it overflow. “I still can’t believe we won. I mean the way you kicked that ball right past the goalie, and right through the net. It was so cool, and Will was jealous. ” Jack took a big slurp of the float. “Will?” I said asked curiously. What did I have to do with him? “Yeah, he said that there was no way that you could have outdone him. And when you won the game for us, he was pissed. He really wanted that shot. “So?” I said with no care. “So... just be careful, because he might be out to get you and all since you stole his spot light.” Jack looked down. “What are you? My mom?. ” I said jokingly, scooting my bowl away from me. “Just saying..” Jack trailed off. “I’ll be fine Jack, It was just one game. Im sure he’ll get over it.” I said getting out my phone from my pocket. It was Scarlet, Come home, its past your curfew. I sighed, shoving it back into my pocket. “Where are you going?” Jack asked. “Home. I’ll see you at school tomorrow.” I said grabbing my gym bag. “Kay, I’ll save you a seat at lunch, so don’t be late again.” “I won’t.” I said running out the door. Mom, would be mad for sure. It’s already really late. Then, Sudden pain stabbed me in the back. I winced, falling over and scraping my knees. So painful, that I couldn’t even move as I lay there on the cold hard cement. I waited a while for the pain to drift, and after, I limped towards my house. We had just bought it a year ago, after we moved from Louisiana. I opened the white wood door, and steeped inside into a clean house seeing mom at the kitchen counter working on her report. “Im back.” I announced weakly. “Jack, do you know what time it is?” She said angrily. “Yes, I’m sorry. I said grabbing water from the refrigerator. “Oh my gosh, what happened to you?” She said franticly, looking at my scrapes. “Nothing, I just... tripped is all.” lie. I said trying not to worry Scarlet. “... Well, you should clean that up. And, get some sleep, you look like a bloody mess. Oh, and don’t forget to clean your room.” “Yeah, yeah, night mom.” I said heading up stairs to the only messy room in the house, mine. Clothes, books, and video games were scattered everywhere. I never cared for neatness. It took to much time, and effort. Before I went to sleep, I glanced at the mirror. Scarlet was right, I did look like a bloody mess, more maybe. But, I had no clue what that pain was back there. I don’t think its normal to get near death pain when your 16 though. Still, maybe something was wrong with me... The next morning up to the sun shining in my eyes. It was really early, even for school. I tiredly got up, and threw on some jeans, and a long sleeved shirt. I checked my appearance in the mirror, and discovered that the injuries from yesterday disappeared. Like nothing ever happened, It was weird. I shrugged, an headed down stairs where I saw mom trying to make breakfast. She shoved the bowl to me, and I clenched my nose swallowing the oh so nasty oatmeal. “Have you been taking your medication?” Scarlet said looking up at me. “... yeah.” Lie. I forgot to take it before the game yesterday. “You need to be more responsible Jagger.” She said sighing, seeing right through me. Scarlet handed me the orange bottle of my meds. “I know.” I said chugging down the orange juice, and swallowing the pill. We finished breakfast, and drove to school in the silver Range Rover. I pushed open the door, and jumped out onto the pavement. “Wait, Jagger.” She said, as I stopped in my tracks. “I won’t be Thanks Ataraxia YOU HELPED!!! THE REST OF YOU ARE SOOO MEAN!!!