The boys were all going to play football over the weekend. They were making plans loudly, talking about teams, hyping each other up. I stood in the corner, sulking. There goes my weekend plans.
One of my friends tore away from the group and walked over to me.
“Come we’ll play FIFA”.
I let the words hang in the air for a bit. Unsure, I looked at my friend. He looked dead serious.
“But I don’t know how to play”.
“It’s okay, I’ll teach you.”
“But it’s not football. You guys want to play football.”
“It’s the same thing.” He shrugged.
I could feel the giddy onset of warmth flooding my veins.
Suddenly, I was a part of the plans again. I belonged.