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We lost the game. That wasn’t a big deal, because our coaches were trying some new defensive strategies. But as we walked into the locker room, I couldn’t help but feel like I’d had a bad game.
While I was taking a shower, a nude Dallas Lockett walked up and took the shower next to mine. He turned on the water and let it run over him for a few seconds before speaking.
“You feeling all right?”
“Yeah,” I replied.
“Dropped a few easy ones out there,” he said while lathering up with soap. “And that missed block…”
“I know, I know,” I replied. “I was distracted. Won’t happen again.”
I thought that was the end of the conversation. Dallas was quiet for a few moments. Then he said, “Think it has to do with Isabella? And breaking the pact?”
“You broke the pact first,” I pointed out. “You and Kimmy spent last season playing grab-ass when you thought the rest of us weren’t looking, and it turned out swell for you.”
Dallas held up his palms. “I know, I know. I’m in no position to judge. But if Isabella’s distracting you…”
“It ain’t her,” I replied. “It’s the other one. Taylor.”
“The trivia girl?” Dallas shook his head, which sent water spraying in all directions. “Then you really shouldn’t be dating Isabella.”
“It’s only a crush,” I replied. “A teeny tiny crush. The grass is always greener, you know? I’ll shake it off.”
“Hope so,” Dallas replied. “Because if you can’t, then you need to do something about it. It’s all right to lose focus during these meaningless games, but once the regular season starts, I need my main guy to be sharp. Especially when we have to play the Broncos.”
“You know I’ll bring my A-game against those sumbitches,” I replied with a grin. “A pretty redhead won’t get in the way of us kicking their asses up and down the Rockies.”
Double-D stepped up to the next shower over. “What’re y’all talking about?” he asked in his Louisiana twang.
“We’re talking about that thing,” Dallas replied, gesturing at the offensive lineman’s crotch.
“Looks like a Vienna sausage,” I chimed in, “only smaller.”
“Hey now!” Double-D replied. “You leave Little-Dougie out of this. He didn’t hurt nobody.”
The three of us laughed and continued trading smack-talk, but my mind still lingered on the redheaded cheerleader.
