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- Authors: Carrie Aarons
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Three Months Later
“Fuck, it’s a fantastic morning to be a fantastic stud.”
I snicker at the statement as my sneakers pound across the pavement. My
best friend, Janssen, isn’t wrong, it’s a fucking beautiful day. The perfect
kind of scene for the first day of a college semester; bright, with sunshine
streaming through every tree leaf and the smell of fresh-cut grass stinging our
nostrils as we jog a brief five miles through campus.
Warchester University, the place I’ve dreamed of attending college since
I could throw a damn spiral. They have the top football program in the state
of North Carolina, division one, and last year they played in a championship
bowl game. I’ve idolized the players who’ve run these paths, played in the
stadium, and gone on to national league fame.
And now, it’s my turn. Lincoln Kolb, national champion quarterback of
the Warchester Bulldogs. Can’t you just see it now?
“It is. But who said you’re the stud?” Derrick asks, his breath coming out
as if he’s merely sitting on the couch.
I’m not out of shape by any means, but we’re on mile four and I fucking
hate running. It’s why I’m a quarterback. I run short distances, and my arm is
the one that makes me the big bucks. Well, not yet, I guess. And not that I
care about the money. I’d throw a football for a living if you paid me in
pizza, which isn’t a bad deal now that I think about it.
But I’ve been working on my endurance this summer, gearing up to fight
for my spot as QB number one. The senior currently occupying the position
isn’t declaring for the draft, and although he’s won Warchester a bowl game,
he’s just okay. Me? I’ve been written about for years as the second coming of
Peyton Manning. That job is mine, and I don’t care who I have to defeat to
“Chill, gentlemen, there can be two studs.” I hold up my palm, glad that
my fitness watch dings with a notification that our run is almost over.
“Meaning, not three?” Janssen pouts.
I shake my head, the bun I tied up at the top of my skull bouncing, our
pace intensifying as we reach the last leg and hook a right onto the main path
through campus. “Nah, you two can be the studs. I’m the big fucking man on
My smile stretches across my entire face as I hold my biceps up in a
flexing position, showing off as we encounter more students. I notice the way
their eyes stick to me, both men and women, and I don’t shy away from it.
Being the center of attention has always been one of my favorite past times.
“You’re a dick.” Derrick smacks my arm, causing it to falter from its
position in the gun show right now.
Janssen, who is one of the cornerbacks, runs to the right of me while
Derrick, the starting tight end on the university team, runs to the left. We’ve
been doing this run on weekday mornings for a month straight, ever since
pre-season began, and now that the campus is filling up with other students,
it’s a bit harder.
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