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“You can do it.” Aaron clapped me on the shoulder before moving around me. “Come on,” he said, and I followed him inside.
It wasn’t like I had much choice.
* * *
“Well,will you take a look at that.” Bryan let out a low whistle. “It’s like a fresh pussy buffet.”
“Dude, I’m eating,” I quipped, stuffing another fry into my mouth.
“Yeah, and hopefully I will be later.” He grinned, sticking his fingers up to his mouth in a V and licking.
“Fucking idiot,” Gav said. “But he’s not wrong about the pussy. Case in point.” He pointed over to a group of girls in the lunch line.
I recognized them from this morning in the hall.
“The blonde is hot. Hey, Thatch, isn’t that the girl who called after you this morning?”
“Dunno, is it?” I shrugged. She was a cute thing, sure. In that obvious hot girl kinda way. But it wasn’t her that had caught my eye. It was her dark-haired friend that hid behind her.
“Seriously, do you have eyes? Look at her rack. What I wouldn’t give to see what she’s hiding underneath her clothes.”
I barely contained the growl vibrating in my chest when Jenson Monroe strolled up to her and slapped her ass. She pressed a hand to his chest, laughing at something he said. They looked over at us and she frowned.
“Yeah, Casanova, let me know how that works out for you.”
“Fuck,” he hissed, scrubbing a hand down his face.
“Anyone give you any shit in second or third period?” I asked them.
“Nothing we couldn’t handle.”
“They’ll get used to us,” I said, swallowing my doubts.
I didn’t like it any more than they did, but it was the hand we’d been dealt. The Raiders were the team to beat, one of the most successful high school teams in the state, even the country. If we wanted to impress scouts and showcase ourselves as the best, we had to play with the best.
“Ooh burn.” Bryan hissed and I looked up to find Blondie giving Monroe a piece of her mind. “Maybe my luck is changing.” He stood up and cupped his hands around his mouth. “Hey, Blondie, there’s room at our table.”
“Sit down, asshole.” I grabbed his t-shirt and yanked. He plopped down in his chair, laughter rumbling in his chest. Bryan was a defensive tackle, and a good one at that. But he was also a fucking idiot, too interested in getting his dick wet than the future.
She smirked in our direction, flicking her long blonde hair over her shoulder.
“Fuck, I think I just came in my pants.”
“Jesus, you need to get laid,” Gav chuckled.
She blew him a kiss before grabbing her friend’s hand and tugging her along the lunch line. There was something about her, the dark-haired one. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it though. She looked like a fish out of water standing there while her friend chatted to everyone who came and went. Another girl joined them, and the guys started taking bets on who could bed the blonde first.
“If you worked this hard on the field, maybe we would have gotten to the championship last year,” I mumbled.
I loved my team, I did, but they were too easily distracted. Girls, parties, the attention and fan worship. They wanted it, sure… they just didn’t want it enough. Not the way I did.
Football was everything to me. Every-fucking-thing. It was my ticket out of Rixon. Away from my family. The pressure. The constant shadow of my father.
It was my shot at freedom.
“Hey, you must be Thatcher.” A pretty thing perched her ass on the edge of our table. “I’m Lindsey, the cheer captain.”
“What’s up?”
