Tell Jackson how you really feel?

From Create Your Own Story

Shit, so you can be a softie at times. ( I mean considering you still have the note mom wrote you in your bag, it's pretty obvious. ) But it's better to speak your mind, than be like most guys and cover it up in cigs, hookers, and beer. Right now you feel like a piece of shit, and who knows maybe talking it out, will help ease your mind?

Jackson is yards away, heading to the gym; you sprint over to greet him. He prompts you to the side, under a shady tree. "What's up?" he says. He's drenched in sweat, and panting. He looks exhausted, but he's cracking a smile. Jackson during tryouts isolates himself from everyone for at least an hour. You've always assumed he was preparing for his parent's speech the car ride home. To see him actually ecstatic after an hour of grueling exercises is a shock. This must really mean a lot to him... I mean why wouldn't it though? He literally just spent three months working his ass off to get this opportunity. Thinking about it now, is it even worth asking him? I mean if Jackson doesn't take your place, some smug-ass freshman will. At least you can support your friend who earned the quarterback position...

"Hello?" Jackson says in-between breaths. Oh right- you're still talking. You better hurry up and get to the point, because you know Jackson is about to bust his ass preparing for the second tryouts. "Sorry," you say "just wanted to get something off my chest- I'm nervous for tryouts... No need to tell me I'm not shit, I already know that." Jackson chuckles. It's just that