Transformation Beginning: Day 4

Word Count: 24,019

Summary of Events:
Chalmers packed for a one-game road trip and then called his Grandma and talked to her about how things were going. Cole came to Alizabeth's church and being as she was the only one of her friends that was there, she got to talk with him for a nice long time, which she enjoyed. As they travelled to Saskatoon for their road trip Joseph came over to talk to Chalmers about what had happened back in Brandon and discussed the matter at length, among other things.

Excerpt of the Day:
""The Nauenbergs let me stay up as late as I wanted provided I could wake up as early as I needed to come the next morning, so I usually stayed up until ten thirty, maybe eleven, before I went to bed, and after a little bit of trial and error learned how loud I could keep my music without disturbing anyone," Chalmers continued. "Being as I wasn't really told otherwise when I moved in with the Frolands, I kept  the activity up, and nobody came in and complained or anything until all of the sudden just after Christmas. It was nine thirty, maybe ten at night, not really that late — as far as I'm concerned — and Mrs. Froland came into my room, grabbed me by the little hairs at the base of my skull, and yelled at me."
Chalmers was silent for a moment, although he could tell Joseph wanted to know what she said.
"She told me that she was sick and tired of me," Chalmers said. "She was sick and tired of my music blaring every night — and I can show you what volume I kept it at, which I don't think qualifies as blaring — she was tired of my messing up the kitchen — not like she used it, and I always wiped the cupboard and cleaned up the dishes when I was done — she was tired of my never being around — like she ever was to even notice — she was tired of my being selfish — I'm not sure how — she was tired of my causing so many disruptions and inconveniences in the daily life of the family — again, I don't know how — and above all, she was tired of me stinking like sweat all the time — because apparently athletes aren't supposed to sweat or something? I don't know. Without saying it, she pretty much said she hated me."
Staring at the back of the seat in front of him for a few moments, Chalmers took several deep breaths to calm himself and turned to look at Joseph, Joseph was looking at him with an expression that told Chalmers he knew what question Joseph was going to ask.
"What are you supposed to do when someone tells you that you're a burden and an inconvenience to them right to your face?" Chalmers replied before Joseph could ask.
Joseph was silent and shortly broke his gaze with Chalmers until he was looking at the back of the seat in front of them. "You could tell your coaches or other people involved with the team that your billet family said that, and they'd probably see what could be done to get you into a new billet family that didn't think that way about you."
Chalmers was silent; Joseph was right, he could've done that, but he hadn't — not that he'd thought of it either."