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“I’d say so,” Roberts grunts, scratching the back of his bald head. “Well, we weren’t trying to interrupt. Just heading out and thought we’d say what’s up.”
“You guys heading over to Anderson’s?” I ask, knowing that he and his roommates are throwing a party tonight, and it’s rare that the entire team isn’t there—with the exception of a few, me being one of the ones who isn’t usually in attendance.
“Heading there now. You coming?”
“Undecided.” I shrug. I usually avoid big parties like the ones Anderson throws, but every now and again I will make a brief appearance for the sake of team morale and all.
“Well, we hope to see you there.” Hubbard knocks my shoulder as the two turn and walk away.
Dropping down into my chair, I glance up to see Rory looking at me.
“Who’s Anderson?” she asks, resuming looking at the menu even though I’d venture a guess that she already knows what she wants.
“A sophomore running back who thinks his only way to get a starting spot next year is to be the most liked guy on the team, and he clearly thinks the only way to accomplish this is by throwing daddy’s money around, hosting these ridiculous parties at his off campus house.”
“You seem irritated by this,” she needlessly points out.
“I wouldn’t say irritated. More like annoyed. Anderson’s dad is like some tech guru and the kid is loaded. You should see this house he and his buddies live in...” I shake my head. “Pool. Billiards room. The whole works. And the kitchen is stocked with any kind of alcohol you could ever want, even though the kid isn’t even fucking old enough to drink.” I snort. “And let’s not forget the food he has catered in.”
“Funny enough, I think I know who you’re talking about. Alina told me about him and his house. I think she’s gone with Enzo a couple of times. So he’s throwing one of those parties tonight, on a Sunday?”
“He is.”
“Why on a Sunday.”
“Game day is Saturday. We’re all usually too fucking exhausted to party.”
“But don’t people have, you know, class tomorrow?”
“You’ll find that players on the team don’t exactly operate by the same rules as a normal student.”
“As in you get special treatment?” There’s a slight edge to her voice.
“As in, professors tend to overlook our absences more than they would the average student.”
“So special treatment then?” She narrows her gaze at me.
“Yeah, I guess so.” I finally let myself admit.
“So if you’re able to just miss class whenever you want, then why are you undecided if you’re going or not? If you’d rather go with your teammates, we can do this another time.”
“I have no desire to be anywhere other than right here with you. Now, if I could get you to go with me...”
“To a party... I don’t think so. Unlike you, I have class in the morning that I am expected to attend. Besides, I’m not sure that’s really my scene.”
“It isn’t mine either.”
“Then why do you go?” She seems curious.
“I don’t know. To keep up appearances.”
“Is it worth it?”
“If I don’t go at least some of the time, then the guys hound the hell out of me. I usually show up late and don’t stay very long, but at least it keeps them off my back for a while.”
“Sounds kinda miserable, being forced to do things you don’t actually want to do.”
“It can be. But... if you go with me, then I can check the box and I might actually enjoy myself for once.” I pout out my lower lip, really laying it on thick.
