It's an ordinary day of high school. Ordinary, ordinary, ordinary. Matt tries to focus on what the teacher is saying, and fails. He looks to see how Sarah is doing.
"You were going to film the first game, right? Coach is holding practice right now, and I think Matt will try to get in there first."
She groans. "Competing with Matt sounds... really unpleasant. I don't even have a camera."
"Coach likes you more, and I don't think it'll be a competition. First-come, first-serve. You know he'd only be doing it to pad his resume."
"Okay, I'm up!" And up she is and quickly throwing on some jeans over her shorts and on goes her jacket. "Let's go."
She ignores the fact that her hair is a tangled mess... which isn't that unusual, really.
Brian doesn't object!
"Bentley, I'm taking the car. Come on."
Bentley, halfway through a waffle, follows them shortly.
"You're up early."
"Practice and photography."
"So do you think I should just go right up to Coach and get it over with, or should there be some flattery and buttering up involved."
"Please forget that I just said 'buttering up' in relation to Coach," she shudders.
"You'd better let us see this buttering up."
"Just say you're going to film it. He'll get you the camera."
"The simple plan is the best plan. No buttering up necessary."
They stop to drop Bentley off at the car shop, and then they head to the school.
"I have to get changed. You head down to the field. Coach should be there by now."
"Don't get lost."
She hops out of the car when they get there and heads straight to the lacrosse field. Are there many people there yet?
Besides David, Greenberg, and a few students she doesn't recognize, it's just Coach Finstock.
"Nelson! What are you doing here? You don't play lacrosse."
"I've come to gain your favor!"
"Alright. What do you want with my favor?"
"I was hoping to volunteer to take pictures and film the games. Exclusive rights."
"Greenberg, what do you think."
Greenberg opens his mouth.
"Who cares! Nelson, you're hired. Pay is zero. Go bug the AV club or whatever you have to do."
"Thank you, Coach. I might stick around in the stands until school starts and the AV club is actually here though, if that's alright with you."
"Sure. Greenberg, hustle, practice starts any minute."
Sarah takes out her sketchbook and starts writing down a bunch of things she will need for her awesome new job. She also pays half attention to practice, mostly just of Brian and maybe a little casual interest in David.
Brian is decent enough. His enthusiasm, more than his talent, seem to buoy him above the average player who's just there for their college applications.
David, on the other hand, is in his element. As soon as they finish drills, it's obvious that he's the best on the team. He may not be the captain, yet, but he's a damn good lacrosse player.
Sarah is impressed. She really can't wait to capture both Brians enthusiasm and David's sheer talent. The other players will get their fill too, but really, Sarah only cares about the two of them. She acknowledges her bias. It will not get in the way of her work and her art.