Plot

Conflict: TP's parents won't let him travel to Argentina for a soccer tournament that his team was invited to.

In Between: TP is struggling to get his grades up as the tournament is nearing. TP finally gets his grades up but his parents still will not let him go. He hears them start to talk about an incident that happened with argentinians in their neighborhood before he was born.

Solution:He convinces his parents that not all argentinians do not feel the same towards african-americans

Flashback: When TP was still in his mother's womb his mother and father were walking to a baby clothes store when the dad was assaulted by an Argentinian gang.

TP raced downstairs once he heard the sound of his mother and father walk in the door. "Hey mom and dad, I have something very important to tell you guys", said TP while panting from jumping down every other step. "Sorry Terell, but I've had a long day and I have to get dinner started quickly" said his mom. "Fine...but remind me to tell you at dinner, ok?" replied TP. "Ok fine" said his mom. TP went upstairs just a little bit dissapoined with his mothers procrastination, but he was excited none the less. He went back to finishing his homework and IMing with Ken until he heard his mom yell, "dinners ready!", from downstairs. Once TP had gone downstairs he started to smell the delicious aroma of a beef cut coming right out of the oven. Immediatly once all of his family had been seated and served, he asked the question. "Mom, dad, my whole school team has been invited to a special soccer tournament in Argentina. The school will pay for almost all the fees and will get us ready for the trip. This tournament is very important and we were one of the only teams to be selected in America. This would be a great way for college coaches to hear about my success and put me on their list of possible scholarships" said TP while catching his breath after the mouthful he had just said. There was a very long pause which included many glances between his parents but after about 2 minutes of nothing his dad finally opened his mouth and said, "no". TP's jaw dropped, he was stunned, he couldn't comprehend what his dad had just said. "w-w-why not" said TP desperatly. "umm.. because your grades are too low and we need you to focus on those instead of soccer for now. TP ended up eating about 2 spoonfulls of dinner before retreating to his room. He sat feeling sorry for himself for about 20 minutes before he realized that he would get his grades up and he would be able to go to that tournament. He thought to himself, "I can do this, all I have to do is get all As and one B and he was going to Argentina.

After about 2 weeks of staying up late studying and waking up early to make sure he remembered to bring every single homework assignment to class, his grades were at an acceptable level.