Flynn
I was channel surfing on the main television in the lounge room when someone knocked on the door. I looked around the room to see if anyone else was going to answer it. I couldnt remember if Rena had gone home or not yet.
*knock* *knock*
The person knocked again. I guessed I would have to answer it.
I opened the door and Coach Greg was standing on the porch.
"Coach Greg?" I questioned, surprised.
"Flynn." Coach Greg nodded, "I needed to come and ask you to pack your bag for soccer camp. We are heading out in about an hour and just got a call from Trey, he has to go to his grandfather's pack as he has passed away." Coach Greg grunted. He was not a man to grovel.
"Huh?" I asked, still a bit stuck in surprise at Coach Greg being at my front door.
"We need you to come and
