The crisp air whipped its way along the riverbank as darkness fell upon the land. Despite the cold, Haley was determined not to be put off. She was there to put on the proud-mama act. Her eldest son Jamie was the team's star player. The years and years were all about to come to fruition. Yet everything was not quite as it seemed.
The morning had started out just as any other typical day in the life of the Scotts'.
"Jamie! How many times have I told you to get up," Haley shrieked through the door of her teenage son's room.
"It's quarter to eight, if you don't get up now, you'll be late for school, and you know the consequence of that," she continued as she walked away.
All that could be heard in reply was a loud, monotone groan as Jamie rolled out of bed.
Brushing his way out of his room, Jamie slumped down the stairs and into a seat at the breakfast-laden kitchen table.
"Well good-morning to you too," Haley spritely said as she joined Jamie at the table.
Filled with good food, Jamie was a much more agreeable person, although still somewhat rarely-spoken. He had always been a studious student through elementary school. This was of course testament to his mother's character and her intense dedication to the education of her son. However having grown up and started high school while becoming more involved with his sporting activities, Jamie had begun to mirror his father's exact character at the same age.
Having finished breakfast in silence, Jamie left for school saying "Well I'm off now, hope you have a good day and get some work done, love you mum."
"Love you too son, see you at the game tonight," Haley replied as she moved to the door watching her son walk down the road.
With the peace and quiet of the house to herself, she sat down at her piano to work on her latest song. It all seemed like a life time ago that at the age of her own son, Haley had been given the opportunity to have a career as a singer-songwriter, and now years later here she was back again writing songs for upcoming musicians.
Outside of her song-writing career, she had also found herself involved in book-editing and tutoring. They were all passions of her sixteen year-old-self. She had taken on the editing of books written by her good friend, and brother-in-law Lucas Scott. The two had grown up together as best friends bound by a shared love for literature. It was also this passion and understanding for literature that pushed Haley into tutoring of other students in English as a high schooler. It was through tutoring that Haley had met, gotten to know and fallen in love with her best friend's younger step-brother, Nathan.
It was while immersed in composing that the knock on the door came. Nothing could have prepared her for it, nothing at all.
Having run from the back study, Haley found herself out of breath. She stopped for the briefest of times to glance out the window, and noticed the unmistakeable car. Her legs weakened as she opened the door.
"Good morning Mrs James-Scott, I'm Constable David Fin, unfortunately I've come to inform you of an incident that occurred this morning."
"Ah I see," Haley murmured as her heart sunk and mind swirled off imagining all the possibilities.
"This morning on his way to school it appears Jamie was ambushed by a group from behind," the Constable said.
"Is he okay?" Haley stammered, attempting to choke back the tears that were beginning to well in her eyes.
"Well, that is somewhat the good news here, Haley. Jamie was lucky that there were witnesses nearby who rushed to his aid," Constable David continued.
"Yes, but is he actually okay? Where is he? Any Damage? Where's my baby?" Haley burst out getting more and more upset and desperate for answers with each question.
"Jamie is doing fine Haley, he was lucky the attack was interrupted otherwise he would be in a worse condition. He is at the local hospital and for any further information you will need to see the doctors there," Constable David calmly said.
"Thank you Constable," Haley replied in a calmer more relieved tone.
"If you would like, I can drive you to the hospital now. We would like to speak with him and discuss whether or not to press charges," Constable David offered with a genuinely concerned tone.
"That would be great thanks actually, and dependent on what Jamie says, I think charges will be laid," Haley accepted the lift with an appreciative tone.
Surprisingly unscathed, Jamie emerged from the hospital covered with numerous bruises around his body and surface scratches, but no broken bones or ribs. He was relieved to be able to take to the basketball court that night. The opportunity to play the biggest game of his life was too much to pass up, especially since it had so much depending on it.
















